Diabolical weather all night and most of today. I always thought we got a lot of rain in the UK but Norway has to take the prize for downpours. 
We set off for Stavanger thinking it would take us an hour or so, forgetting that a main highway in this country can be little more than a narrow shelf winding up and down mountainsides. Had to get two ten minute ferries to enable us to stay on the route. Seems like you barely have time to get on before you drive off again. They are very efficient as it’s just seen as part of the road. In fact last night, we saw a ferry drop a load of people and cars off – leave the port, then come back and drop one last passenger off…all in about three minutes.
We got to the city mid afternoon and it was still bucketing down so we had to sit around drinking coffee. Finally, we walked in down a hill and came face to face with the biggest monster of a cruise ship we’ve ever seen. 
The town had lots of different areas to it – the old part – Gamle Stavanger was made up of white painted timber houses – all very quaint and well kept.
The middle of town ran alongside the harbour with some colourful bars and restaurants. Antony Gormley has done sculptures of a faceless man which are dotted all around the place – each one sunk a bit further into the ground. We found a further one in a bar (just the one drink…it is Friday) along with a Tracey Emin on the wall. Wouldn’t have known this had it not been for the Lonely Planet Guide – thanks Bro!
Further back from the harbour was another colourful area, a bit like Hockley.
Back up the hill to the motorhome for our dinner from the freezer – the ones we made at home have nearly all gone now, but so glad we did it – saved us a small fortune which we’ve just spent on two drinks!