All the smells and sounds of this city came back as soon as the window was pushed open. The tring-tring of the trams, rattle of pedestrian crossing signals, a guy cycling crazy ahead of them, watching a Japanese duo bowing crazy in front of each other as they bid bye, muffled sounds of students at UiO, amusing school teachers minding their student flocks along the street and the new obsession of Oslonian for motorbikes with loud exhausts. Tesla is passe!