Benzo and Steve's Norway jollies.
The company i work for has developed some tools to allow a Norwegian oil company to add another gas pipeline to their platform, it's our job to ensure that they do this safely without flooding the platform and killing all 300 crew ( no pressure then!!). As Project Manager and Design Team Leader, Steve (for that is his name) and I have to spend 2 days a month in Stavanger or Bergen on the clients money. this usually entails flying over for a meeting the following day then flying home afterwards. this is what in fact tends to occur:
1) get the earliest flight over possible.
2) get to the hotel, dump our crap and start drinking.
3) ogle the pretty ladies
4) leave company credit card behind bar and make sure they keep bringing the guinness)
5) decide that food might be a good idea.
6) find the most expensive thing on the menu, combine with wine or stick to the beer. (£150 on tapas in Bergen, one of the best meals i've ever had)
7) find another pub, repeat 1 - 4
8) decide that beer isn't working, head to the hotel bar.
9) drink G&Ts until you realise that we have to pay attention in the meeting tomorrow.
10) sleep.

The client has stopped wondering why we always turn up to their HQ with raging hangovers and stinking of booze.

Project ends next week so no more jollies.
(Captain Benzo Panda fighting, live on tuesdays., Fri 29 Jul 2011, 12:38, 5 replies)

Stavanger is a soulless hole
as far as I'm concerned. Drinking yourself into a stupor is probably the best way of getting through it.
( M3rx likes the Asian ladies, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 14:10, closed)

dont know about that
Spent many a happy evening at the ovenpaa in stavanger. Sometimes I would even sit on the steps outside with a bag of freshly caught and cooked prawns watching the boats come into vaagen looking at the aluminium shrimp.

Having said that I was 11 at the time.
(OTT, Mon 1 Aug 2011, 11:07, closed)

Not a company beginning with 'S' and sounding a bit german is it?
(skgorsky, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 14:26, closed)

If I were richer than god I'd forget the US and live and party in Scandinavia.
Well, there and the odd trip to Amsterdam.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Fri 29 Jul 2011, 17:56, closed)

I got back from a weekend in Bergen yesterday...
Prices were high, but not as frightening as I expected!

Mind you, we did save money by bringing hip flasks of vodka to restaurants to add to lemonades. Paying £10 for a pint - no way that was going to happen!

Lovely place.
( awayfromthenumbers, Mon 1 Aug 2011, 12:11, closed)