Akershus

From the beginning of the month the Fram lay moored to her buoy outside the old walls of Akershus.

The South Pole~ On the Way to the South 2009

I knew full well that the Jasmine we met was back at Akershus meeting with a restaurant full of other Disney guests. *spoiler alert!

Disney is in the Details | The Disney Blog 2008

Jorn Lepsoey, 42, had written a letter to the court at the end of July demanding that a DNA sample be taken from the late king, whose embalmed remains lie beneath the Akershus fort in Oslo, to prove he was a descendant and had a right to his inheritance.

Too Late to Share in the Estate 2008

Jorn Lepsoey, 42, had written a letter to the court at the end of July demanding that a DNA sample be taken from the late king, whose embalmed remains lie beneath the Akershus fort in Oslo, to prove he was a descendant and had a right to his inheritance.

Archive 2008-08-01 2008

We ate brunch that morning in the Akershus Royal Banquet Hall where we were greeted by a host of princesses, including Jasmine.

Disney is in the Details | The Disney Blog 2008

My dad said it costs more to build one small spaceship than all of Akershus Fortress put together.

DOCTOR PROCTOR’S FART POWDER Jo Nesbø 2007

And of course the sun shone on Akershus Fortress, on the old cannons that were aimed out over the Oslo Fjord, and onto the most remote of all the doors.

DOCTOR PROCTOR’S FART POWDER Jo Nesbø 2007

AS LISA WENT inside, the scent of Wiener schnitzel wafted out over the yard, where a light breeze caught it and carried the scent over Cannon Avenue, down to the fjord, to Akershus Fortress, in over the high stone walls, and past the towers and the black, old-fashioned cannons that were aimed out over the fjord.

DOCTOR PROCTOR’S FART POWDER Jo Nesbø 2007

And of course the sun shone on Akershus Fortress, on the old cannons that were aimed out over the Oslo Fjord, and onto the most remote of all the doors.

DOCTOR PROCTOR’S FART POWDER Jo Nesbø 2007

AS LISA WENT inside, the scent of Wiener schnitzel wafted out over the yard, where a light breeze caught it and carried the scent over Cannon Avenue, down to the fjord, to Akershus Fortress, in over the high stone walls, and past the towers and the black, old-fashioned cannons that were aimed out over the fjord.

DOCTOR PROCTOR’S FART POWDER Jo Nesbø 2007