When I reached Oslo, I decided that I would stay a couple of extra days and booked this AirBnb on line. My booking was accepted.
Then Julie and I had this rather unusual internet conversation - summarized by the fact that she was not in the city but was contacting a roommate who would be able to get me a key.
Aside from the internet at the friend's place where I was staying West of city centre, I had no contact. I managed to persuade my friend, Marney to use her phone.
According to Julie, I could pick up the key that evening - I suggested between the hours of 7:00 and 8:00 not knowing the centre of the city very well - I thought that we were closer than we were. The Norwegian friend didn't want me to go alone so wouldn't let me leave our meal to go until we were all finished eating. It was almost 9:00 when we arrived to the address. My friend, Marney, texted the number given three times and called twice. The second call resulted in getting a message in Norwegian when she could not interpret.
In any case, we were getting cold, we already approached by two separate men who just offered us advice in keeping warm and noted the two women at the corner in provocative poses.
The next morning Marney had her hotel concierge dial the number given by Julie and the Norwegian message said that the phone was out of order. Her Norwegian friend, a lawyer with the Red Cross, told her that the area was the "Red Light" district.
Here is a copy of the conversation between Julie and myself: