By Jason Rose | Scottsdale Independent
The unexpected — isn’t that one of the joys of travel?
A road house on a road trip. Barge bars on the Seine. A sun that sets perfectly on your beach. Or a sculpture park in Oslo, Norway.
When our recent, several-hour bike trip of the Scandinavian city stopped at a city park with some 200 works by a sculptor I never heard of, my expectations were somewhat like the thought of Bob Littlefield beating Jim Lane. Not good. Not high.