Woken up by the Aussie girls and I ate a breakfast of bread and honey. I packed up my tent and we drove into Trondheim. The Aussie birds wanted to go to a music museum but not the Zambian and I who stayed in the van while the girls trundled off to the museum. The Zambian and I headed into town to buy a small Norwegian flag he could patch his jeans with. I don’t like Trondheim as it is a tourist trap with souvenir shops., We headed back to our site and had a beer in a tavern for the outrageous price of $1.20. We had another beer in the van and listened to music but with beer what comes in must come out so we crossed the road to a luxury hotel walking in like we owned the joint and found the WC. The girls returned chattering about how wonderful the museum was. They had their lunch and we headed out through Trondheim. It was belting rain as we left Trondheim. The Zambian and the Aussie girls began squabbling about where to park the van. The Zambian is increasingly annoyed with them as all they do is write letters all night and want to go to Post Restante to pick up their mail. They share expenses but what is the connection of the Zambian and the Aussie girls? There was lull in the rain so I rushed out and set up my tent. Damn it the water began leaking in.