The next morning at 06:00am, there were few people on deck. The horizon was colorful, a layer of clouds over land, and 'Color Magic' pulled its exhaust stream behind in the faint wind, coloring the horizon green-yellow in the southeast. With high-pressure water sprayers, the upper sundeck was cleaned by staff, and the spray poured down onto the sunrise spectators and their cameras a deck lower. Unfortunately, it was not possible to look over the bow open air on 'Color Magic', and besides, some interesting outer deck areas were closed as well.
At 07:00am, 'Color Magic' was already sailing in the Oslofjorden, which narrowed dramatically 1½ hours later. The deck was crowded with people and appetizing smells from the galley, probably more of a big commercial one, and the weather was wonderful, clouds only far away in the fjord. Suddenly, 'Color Magic' was wrapped in thick fog at 08:45am, there was hardly any visibility ahead, and the foghorn sounded several times, echoing in the fjord. The fog had turned into thick clouds when downtown Oslo appeared, and again: 'düdeldidüd-düd', my mobile service provider, apparently following me to every corner of the world, greeted me again, even knowing that I was in Norway now. I had left the EU, but not the European Economic Area, for which some providers later also abolished the roaming charges. The sun began to look through the clouds.
I left the ship at 10:25am through the barriers in the 'Color Line Terminalen' in Oslo, where the boarding card was scanned. The sky was already clearing, much earlier than predicted, and it remained clear for the rest of the day, clouds were hovering far away, if at all. Not far from the 'Color Line' terminal, there is the quarter of 'Tjuvholmen', which reminded me easily of the 'HafenCity' in Hamburg, opposite, the royal yacht 'Norge' was moored. After all, Oslo had evolved considerably since my last visit some 20 years ago, with new buildings and modern architecture everywhere. Oslo became a melting pot as well, but not as intense as Hamburg. After marveling the old ships in the harbor in front of the town hall square, I walked up to the fortress 'Akershus', with a view of the city and after that to the futuristic new opera house, where I began to wonder which city has copied which one, Hamburg Oslo or vice versa.
Children's hordes with almost always light hair populated the monumental building which was surrounded by construction sites. In the shopping district, the same fashion branches as in Hamburg and street café's, which were really built on the street, still leaving one lane for the car traffic. I was wondering if I should change money, Norway not just refused to be member of the EU, but also to take the Euro as currency. I did not change money, and that was a good decision, because an hour before departure, I was still in the middle of my sightseeing tour, not leaving time for something to buy or to eat somewhere. I was very pleasantly surprised by the city and the many great impressions. Although Oslo is 1 hour by plane north of Hamburg, the deciduous color was just as advanced there in early September, it just started to dye.
At 01:45pm, I was back at the terminal, passing the gates where my boarding card was scanned, and I was back on board as one of the last. 'Color Line' asks passengers of Mini-Cruises to come back on board not later than 15 minutes before departure. The sundeck was already crowded when 'Color Magic' moved away from the pier punctually at 02:00pm, turned just behind the terminal and headed off to the fjord. A grandiose panorama offered itself from the aft deck, while a seagull flew always beside the ship, got fed by a passenger from the hands. Many houses on the fjord, wonderful location.
The Norwegian tall sail ship 'Christian Radich' had already left the city at midday, 'Color Magic' caught up with and passed her in the Indre Oslofjord. Speedboats escorted 'Color Magic' when she left the narrow part of the fjord around 03:30pm. The wind came hard from the south, blewing everything over board that was not fixed. At about 05:00pm, 'Color Magic' sailed out of the fjord, it was still very windy and it felt quite cold therefore. About 1 hour later, only a few clouds above Norway could still be seen in the distance, while Swedish landmass extended in the east. Another hour later, Sweden also thinned to a line as the sun descended lower and lower to the horizon in the west. Ships were rarely seen. After the late summer sunny afternoon at 25°C in Oslo, it was already very cold in the Skagerrak, and after 2 hours in the weak evening sun on deck, I was well frozen.
Although the board language is Norwegian, I have mostly heard German and saw many people again on the way back, I had already met somehow on the way to Oslo. I felt the communication with the crew in English less bumpy, but some of them did not speak English very well. In the evening, I took a look at the changing-color illuminated shopping mall with shops, bars and restaurants on deck 7. There was also the reception and the starboard gangway in the 3-deck atrium. As everywhere else in Scandinavia, prices were significantly higher than in Germany. In the duty-free shop, I was amazed and bought only 2 products that were not available in Germany. The elk sausage, however, was too exotic for me. Although EU citizens received an additional 20% discount in the duty-free shop, the products were still about 25% more expensive than in Germany.
Noticeable waves did not occur on both sailings because of the throughout calm sea, but in the stateroom, I always had the feeling that I was sleeping on a vibration bed. During usual times, changing water temperatures in the bathroom, equipped with a washbasin, shower, toilet, towels and liquid soap dispensers. Of course, everything was a bit cramped, but I could not complain about the design of the interior in the stateroom, everything expedient, taking out most of the small space, and in pleasant colors. I felt the orientation aids on board as getting used to, the signs were kept small, information about the location scarce, passengers without knowledge of maritime basic concepts may had even more difficulties. Smokers had less to laugh on board, and therefore ignored the rules occasionally, non-smokers in return had to live with smoldering disturbances of the holiday fun at different corners on the outer decks. I did not notice anything of a dress code on board, for staying on deck, a laced hood is recommended however, caps were occasionally blown away.