A simple, but comfortable place to stay. Since I was on my own, I stayed in a dorm-style room. Very small, but plenty big enough for me and my gear. The shower was like a boat...the entire bathroom...made rinsing the gear easy.
Larger groups stayed in detached cottages flying their national colors with pride. Many hung lines to the nearest tree to allow wetsuits to dry. I spent one evening eating and drinking with a group of Russians. We ate and ate all sorts of food and drank brown vodka from Belarus. Sergey was the only other person who spoke english so we made the best of it using a translation program on his computer. As the night progressed, Sergey broke out his guitar and sang all sorts of Russian songs mostly about women and broken hearts. Truely a memorable night.
Shore dives were close by; within walking distance if you didn't mind hiking with your weight belt. With the excecption of the jellyfish, one of my best dives was from shore near the campground. Saw lots of nice sized fish and several schools of mackerel.
The campground had a communal kitchen where I cooked up fresh fish and/or scallops every night. It was a good place to meet people and always smelled great as a result of people from all over cooking different foods with different spices and seasoning.
Best I can remember, there were groups from Germany, Polland, Iraq, other parts of Norway. Many were on vacation, but some were construction workers that moved around the country to different sites.
The guys from Iraq seemed disturbed at first to meet an American, but quickly became friendly and said that we should be friends and leave the politics above us. For what it is worth, it was clear to me that they were not happy with our involvement in Iraq.
