Thursday – Olden and Brikstal Glacier
Today, we arrived in Olden, a small village not dissimilar to the one we visited in the previous port. Once again, the Marco Polo was berthed alongside a quay surrounded by high, impressive, snow-capped mountains. Once again, Tracey and I were on Escort duty (we’ve done very well out of it, so far…); today, coaches took us up the valley...
