Bergen

From the Bergen airport, we got the SAS Flybussen to our hotel at the fishmarket. After a brief nap, we strolled through Bryggen, had steamed salmon for dinner, and are about out of gas for the first 24 hours.

We DID stroll through a few shops. The first one was actually the Broderie — the yarn shop! I was thinking this could be a very expensive first stop when the proprietor pointed out to me that all the knitting patterns were in Norwegian. Phew! They had some lovely wool and cotton yarns, but I’m hoping for something more exotic further north. I did pick up some Hardanger empbroidery to work in my spare time, however…

Once a city manager… Only I would notice artful manhole covers…

When we were on our way back to the hotel, Connie wondered if we had curtains on our windows, as we would definitely need to close them. I thought that was a little prim, coming from Connie, and asked her what her problem was getting undressed in the dark. Of course, my brainiac sister was referring to the fact that it was already after 10 PM and this overcast sky we were strolling under was as dark as it was going to get! She wants the curtains to keep the room dark! Good thing I travel with smart people…

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