As we round the deck for exercise (5 times = a mile), the ship forges further north and further east on its 1,532 mile one-way journey to Kirkennes, a journey in which crossing the Arctic Circle gets you only halfway northward and the eastward trajectory goes as far east as Cairo.
Almost missed what looks like a bunker from WWII.
At times the landscape could pass for a fanciful painting of an alien world.
In Tromso, waiting our turn for a planetarium show, we had our own alien entertainments in the attached science museum.
The magnetic rods dropped at random intervals, the object of course to catch them as they fall. Anything for a challenge!