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We crossed the Skagerrak, the body of water separating southwest Sweden from the southeast coast of Norway and arrived at Arendal, a coastal resort town. The weekend of our visit was one of three special weekends in the town: a boat show in June, a speedboat race in August, and the International Market while we were there.

Arendal's town dock reminded us of Annapolis. The International Market took place in this area. There were booths with crafts, booths with food, a stage set in the harbor for musicians, and a stage on land for shows for the many children in attendance.

 This crabber was busy all day steaming his wares and selling them to passers-by. We passed up the hard shells in favor of Vietnamese egg rolls, Rwandan meat patties, and hvalbiff (whale meat), which is legal in Norway.

Norwegians are fiercely proud of their Viking heritage and their nationality in general. Nearly every house flies a Norwegian flag. In Norway, virtually everyone's English is fluent. Not everyone has blond hair, but even the brunettes all seem to have blue eyes.

People in Norway use the rocks all around them for intelligent purposes. It's not uncommon to see a garage like this one carved into a rocky cliff. Boaters plant hooks in the coastal rocks and tie their boats to them instead of anchoring. We never did have the nerve to do that.