Oslo. My wristwatch says 11.45 p.m., but the sun is blazing bright and orange in the sky. No, my watch is not out of kilter. I am in Norway, the Land of the Midnight Sun, and it was June, just the right time for one to enjoy the strange spectacle of the bright sun at midnight.
The conference organisers have arranged for a special Viking boat, complete with a curved bow rising majestically out of the water, for a picnic ride along the sea, and we pile in for our outing and dinner out at sea under the midnight sun.
We are a motley crowd, all delegates from around the world who have congregated to attend an international women’s conference. Except for the host Norwegians, no one has seen the midnight sun, and excitement runs high among us as we gather on the waterfront.
