Croc didn’t know what to do to help Bertie from his low mood. Ever since they landed on the wrong boat Bertie sat still, staring at the habour of Oslo as it slowly disappeared.
As the two friends began to listen to the tour guide they started to forget they were lost and became involved in the journey. The large building they had visited on the night they became lost, drifted past them. The tour guide announced this was the Opera House. Who’d have thought it, thought Bertie. It looked more like a fancy ski resort!
Then there was the lonely church as they left the harbour and headed for the open waters. It sat, white washed against the dull, rain filled sky, proud at the end of its little pier. As Bertie watched it drift by he was suddenly nudged into the present moment by a very enthusiastic Croc. He turned to look in the direction Croc was pointing. Behind them, not too far away, was the boat they had originally aimed to land on. The boat which had their camera bag home on it and the boat which would be their salvation if only they could get on board.
Bertie watched as the boat with the camera bag chugged along behind the boat they were on. He began to realise they were all heading in the same direction. He looked down at Croc would was staring at him hopefully with wide eyes….this might not turn out to be the disaster he thought it was going to be.
They just needed a plan of how to get across the water to the right boat. What do you think they should do?