


I read the story about a homeless man that died a millionaire. It seems he had collected so many cans and bottles that slowly made him quite a fortune.
The thing is he never got to enjoy it. He put it in a bank, penny by penny, year after year, for a long time.
He died of old age, still homeless but with lots of money in his bank account. This happened in Stockholm not that long ago.
I was just visiting Oslo, and that story came to mind. Norway is one of the richest countries in the world, what with all that oil and gas in the North Sea. But apparently norwegians don't get to enjoy any of the riches that come from it. In fact Norway has one of the highest tax rates in the world, which certainly don't help much with the prices.
They are saving the money for the future. Unlike Dubai, for example, the norwegian government chose to leave most of that money untouched, just in case.
So, Oslo does look a little rough, and maybe the roads are a little run down.
Now having said that, I've found (or a good friend showed me, rather) a couple of amazing places that make a visit to this city way worth it.
There was this newish organic cafe called
Food Story, that serves amazing breakfast. Delicious granola with organic yogurt, fluffy crossaints and home made jam saved the morning.
Just down the street from Food Story, there's
Godt Brød, an all organic bakery. Perfect for a quick lunch, or afternoon coffee/tea. They have a great selection of freshly made sandwiches and pastries.
Also in the same neighborhood I went to probably one of the cutest cafes ever, Vespa Cafe.
Owned by a swede expat, Vespa, has more of an italian inspiration, it's pretty tiny, so finding a chair is a bit of a luxury. But still, nothing better than having a quick capuccino before continuing one's life journey.
Then.. my favorite part of the whole trip. After hanging out for a good couple of days I was recommended a tiny cafe, in a forgotten corner of Grünerløkka.
Tim Wendelboe is not your average coffee shop. It's a micro roastery, a coffee training center, and an importer of different variates of coffee beans.
They have a Clover machine, a la Marzocco espresso machine and all kinds of presses. I had bolivian coffee pressed in the Clover machine. It was amazing, creamy and fruity, non of the acidic flavor that usually comes with black coffee. Anyway, the place was perfect, the music, the service, the smell. I truly admire people that have a passion, and share it with others. Tim really made the experience of going for coffee an unforgettable one.
So after a few days in Oslo I almost feel like a homeless man, I'm honestly at the brink of bankruptcy (this city is one of the most expensive in the world, after all). But unlike that homeless man i was talking about earlier, I actually got to enjoy a bit. Now, i must go collect some cans and bottles.