I have always held an intrigue for Oslo since I first started going on European city breaks in the days of student loans and part-time work that I’d cobble together for a couple trips a year. Over the years, trips took me to other places but Oslo always sat there quietly on my wish list, waiting for a rainy (or snowy) day.

My mum had sent me some money for Christmas and birthday and I had a browse online which lead me to doing a ‘Ryanair Roulette’ (not quite a roulette but going with an open mind and seeing what locations are presented through your chosen dates and prices). I didn’t want a flight that was over two hours as it was only going to be a 2-night trip. Everything fell into line and there was my Christmas/birthday trip: Oslo; a mere 1 hour 50 minutes away from Manchester.

Typical of Ryanair, the airport they list as Oslo is actually in a small Norwegian town called Torp, some 75 miles away. Although this took some careful planning around my flight times concerning trains and hotels, it actually became a part of the adventure so I was glad of it.

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