Han Qi took his things and prepared to get out of the car. He said to the uncle who was taking a nap: "I'm leaving, uncle."
"Ah." He just reacted.
Watching Han Qi get dressed and carry his luggage, he blessed:
"I hope you have a pleasant trip. By the way, I haven't invited you to my hometown yet, right? I live in Hammerfest, which is the northernmost city in the world. It will be polar night in two months and the sun will never
Rise up, maybe you can come and take a look."
"Okay, I remember."
Han Qi remembered the place he mentioned, but he didn’t think he had time to go see it. After all, he didn’t have much time on his travel visa, and Tromso also has polar day and night phenomena. If you want to experience the polar night,
Just stay in Tromso.
The time was 11 o'clock in the morning, and it was a sunny day.
There is still more than a month left before the polar night, and Tromso has yet to experience the horror of the polar night. The bright station made Han Qi feel warm in his heart and resisted the cold wind from the outside. The design of the station is better than that of Oslo.
The central station is much neater, with a white hall and a slightly sparse crowd.
Han Qi walked in the station with her suitcase and subconsciously put on the hat of her down jacket.
Sure enough, it is one of the cities closest to the North Pole on earth, but the temperature is too low. Is it possible that winter has already arrived in Tromsø before October arrives?
When you walk out of the station, you will see people coming and going.
Different from the sparse crowds in the train station, there are many people on the street outside. Some are carrying shopping bags, some are carrying travel bags, and some are dragging suitcases like Han Qi. It is very lively and can be heard everywhere.
To the laughter.
The people here must be very happy, Han Qi thought.
Although it was very cold, the streets were not covered with snow as Han Qi thought. There was no trace of snow on the streets except for the water marks left after the rain. However, the temperature was indeed very low, less than ten degrees.
, but it is not the coldness of southern China, this is very important.
Looking into the distance, you can see white mountains, which are a bit like Tibetan cities, but the difference is that the mountains here are not very high.
What kind of city is Tromso?
It is an island in the middle of the ocean. It is part of the Norwegian fjord landscape. There is a large island on the left and an equally large island on the right. The ocean surrounds the city like a river or lake.
The city center is on the island, which is also the most suitable place to live nearby. The entire island has been used, and no place is wasted. At the same time, part of the large islands on both sides has also been used, in a straight line
Streets were built, like Yanjin.
Maybe a little wider than Yanjin?
I found a hotel to stay in first. I don't know if it was because of my luck that I found the best hotel in the area. Anyway, Han Qi felt that the hotel here was cleaner than Bergen or even the hotel he had stayed in in Oslo.
The style of the hotel is European simplicity.
Many people think that European simplicity means all white, white cabinets, white beds, white tables and fabric sofas, but this is just the simplest understanding. European-style rooms are not only luxurious, but also comfortable and romantic.
Coupled with perfect curves and meticulous detail processing, it can bring people a touchable sense of comfort, so harmony is the highest state of European style. The decoration of this hotel fully meets this point, making guests feel comfortable.
Guests feel very comfortable both physically and mentally.
I sat on the soft bed and rested for a while. I originally wanted to lie down for a while to go with the tour group to chase the aurora, but I fell asleep unknowingly.
The long journey lasted for more than ten hours, and although I slept the whole way, it was still very tiring.
It was already late at night when I woke up.
Han Qi took a shower and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window looking at the scenery outside the window. His wet hair was blown by the wind outside the window. The cold wind made Han Qi wrap himself tightly in a furry blanket, but he did not want to leave the window for a moment.
.
So beautiful.
This is the most beautiful night scene Han Qi has ever seen in his life.
He has been to the Hongya Cave in the mountain city. At night, the Hongya Cave lights up with lanterns and colorful lights. Walking there feels like walking in a fantasy world in an island country's light novels. The beauty has amazed countless people, and Han Qi has also been fascinated by it.
This attracted the mind.
But the night view here is completely different from Hongya Cave.
Hongya Cave is a close-up view, allowing tourists to be immersed in the scene.
And here is the distant view. Han Qi's hotel is outside the island, on a long street like Yanjin, and it is relatively high. When you look out of the window at night, you can see most of Tromso.
Dots of sparks are scattered all over the island, which is the warmth of the world.
The sky is dark blue. Although it is a dark night, it is not completely dark. The stars are shining constantly, and the bright moon hangs in the sky like porcelain.
The sparks on the ground and the starlight in the sky seemed to merge into one at this moment, looking so quiet and beautiful.
Han Qi suddenly felt his nose itchy, so he sneezed heavily.
"Don't catch a cold, I'll go!"
Han Qi quickly checked whether the air conditioner was turned on, then took a few photos and closed the window.
Han Qi, who was lying on the bed, looked at the photo he had just taken. It looked awkward. Why was the beauty he just saw not reflected in his photo? He might as well draw a sketch by himself.
Thinking of this, Han Qi, who had just woken up from sleep, lost his sleep and took out his painting thing from the suitcase.
Islands, oceans, houses, starry sky...
Although he can only sketch now, the sketches he drew are far more beautiful than the photos taken with his mobile phone... Han Qi didn't think it was a problem with his shooting skills. He thought it was a problem with his mobile phone, so he turned around and went to buy it.
A SLR.
Mobile phones are still too small, and the parts inside are completely inferior to those of a SLR.
Han Qi took a picture of his sketch with his mobile phone and posted it on Weibo.
Han Qi, who loves traveling (v):
After more than ten hours of driving, I arrived in Tromsø during the day. After a good sleep, I saw the local night scene, which inspired me to draw a few strokes at will.
(picture)
It was still daytime in China at the moment, and someone quickly noticed Han Qi’s Weibo post. The first person to notice it was an office worker who was trying to catch fish. As he scrolled through Weibo, a notification popped up, so Han Qi posted this on Weibo.
Within seconds of posting, someone grabbed the first comment.
But this comment is meaningless.
"sofa!!!"
"First!!"
"Three seconds ago!!"
How scary is a blogger with hundreds of thousands of active followers?
That's it. If you change it to an ordinary big v marketing account with millions of pink colors, it is estimated that no one will come to grab this sofa within a minute of posting it.
"Is Han Qi so good at painting?"
"It's just average. It's just a relatively good art candidate. Anyone in our school can draw better than him."
“What a beautiful place, I really want to go.”
“It’s so dreamy, I must go to Northern Europe once in my life!!”
