A Trip To Oya In Oslo Via Pavement, Munch & MIA 


IF YOU GO for a cigarette on the fourth floor balcony of the hotel, you see cruise-ships and boats flanking a floating stage, upon which an opera is in full flow. Mountains, and a sky streaked with colours drawn from the palette of the gods and goddesses. And to the left, the human carnival that is people coming and going to and from the twelfth Oya, the greenest festival in Europe. The people are happy and flush with anticipation.