Goodbye Tromso & Norway

This is is it the last day. As always it's a rush... to get to the airport, negotiating snow & often blocked roads/tunnels; to get checked in "your bag is too heavy, remove it from the machine". Oh hell!
All my angst and repacking and it was 23.1kg, (which frankly I thought was a miracle). I called over an official looking man and wailed that's it's only .1 over. "Where are you going?" I recited Bergen, Amsterdam, Edinburgh." He took pity on me and signed the bag through. Phew!  I seriously did not want to have to wear insulated gumboots on 3 flights that would be awful, I'd probably never be able to get the boots off again.
Everyone else is on a direct flight to Zurich & have gone through to international so I have down time until my domestic flight to Bergen.  There are no direct flights to Edinburgh. That's a bit of a pain as it's only a short hop from Bergen to Scotland. 
It was snowing heavily when we arrived yesterday, I had a wee walk about to get some fresh air.  There is a big price to pay for the "pretty filter" of snow. The roads are treacherous. The pavements are treacherous. Even wearing boots with big tread you can take a skid or fall in the blink of an eye. I find it a bit nerve wracking to be honest. I cannot afford a fall/another back injury so I'm inching along like an old lady looking every bit the tourist. I realised after a while that its better to walk with confidence but keep your weight forward and concentrate on walking & looking where you are going. If you want to look at something. Stop.
Below are some phone pix to give you some impressions of Tromso.  The first 2 are from the drive down from Senja yesterday. Somewhere I have a photo of the GPS in the van showing the outside  temp -12 degrees during the drive, but I can't find it so you'll have to take that on trust. I was fascinated with the parking bunker in Tromso. I asked if it was a relic of the war (WW2) but no, it was specifically built.  Apparently Tromso was burned to the ground by the Germans during the war as they departed in advance of the Russian arrival. Anyway, it's been dug out of the hillside underneath the buildings. The walls look dressed in the photos but other parts are bare bedrock. The doors are at least 20cm thick concrete. Massive.
Check out the warm rugs to sit outside a restaurant.
We had a further delay leaving Tromso so our plane could be de-iced. That seemed to involve dousing the plane in a cocktail of chemicals to prevent it freezing during flight. The dousing happens immediately before take off.
I'm in Amsterdam now waiting for my flight to Edinburgh, which has been delayed... oh great.
Funny isn't it? I can go most of the day/night for photography... but travelling not so much!

These 2 photos were taken 6 minutes apart before snow / ,snowing

The snow plough going up & down clearing the runway

We also had to wait an extra 20-30 minutes for the plane to be de-iced in Tromso. That involved giving it a good dousing in some form of chemical wash.  They only did the de-icing right before take off.