“I flew into Heathrow and headed to the Yurko's place. They live in Chiswick, west of central London. It turns out that their place is a (long) walk from where I lived in Ealing (studying abroad), which was cool. Yurko had work off that day, Anne did not. We started with a traditional English breakfast, then headed to central London. I didn't really have any “must see” sites since I used to live there, but we went to a farmer's market, down by the
Thames, Big Ben and Parliament, Trafalgar Square. It's funny, I have an affinity to London since I lived there, but as a tourist I don't really think it is that special (unless you can appreciate the history, I suppose). We finally made our way to Punch and Judy's in Covent Garden and had a day time beer. The last time I was at Punch and Judy's was on my 23rd birthday, and the time before that was my last day in London in 2003. So I have good memories from that place. Eventually Yurko drove us out to Gatwick airport. Kudos to him for driving on the left side of the road. We met up with Anne at the airport, ate some McDonalds, then flew to Norway.
We got into Bergen at about 10pm and walked to our hotel, which was in the city center. I actually had developed a cold, which sucked, but I managed. The hotel was great location, but a bunch of punk ass kids basically partied outside our window all night. Anne and I barely slept. Yurko slept fine. Screw Yurko.
We had breakfast in the hotel. It was pretty good, though there was too much fish for my tastes. I grabbed some potato/hashbrowns, bit into one, and learned they were meatballs. MMMM, meatballs for breakfast. We then went to the train station to start our Norway in a Nutshell tour. It started with a 1-2 hour train ride into the middle of the country. It was very beautiful, lush green, tall rocky mountains, crisp water. Great nature. The train stopped at a very big waterfall and we took pictures. They had some lady stand by the waterfall and pretend to sing (the lady of the mist). That was pretty cheesy. Then we switched trains and got on the Flamsbana, which is the steepest train in Northern Europe. It descended very quickly with great vistas. At one point, we pulled a 180 degree turn inside of a mountain. Or at least that's what they told us, all I saw was dark.
Eventually we reached the Flam valley, where the waterfall from before fed the river. Again, very pretty, clean crisp air, and the valley was surrounded by steep mountains on either side. The train stopped at the mouth of the fjord. For those who don't know, the fjords are where glaciers carved out rock and created what are essentially lakes (except they are connected to the sea). We had two hours before the fjord cruise, so we grabbed some sandwich supplies at the grocery store and had a bench lunch. Norway is very expensive, so a real meal would have cost too much. Since we had time to kill, we rented some bikes and rode back up the valley. We saw some of the town of Flam, the old church from 1667, and plenty of waterfalls. Very nice.
Eventually we boarded the ferry and took off on the fjord. It was quite majestic; blue water and sharply jutting mountains surrounding the water. We saw about 300 or so waterfalls, most small, but still. There were a bunch of small towns dotting the water's edge, and they all looked very hard to reach. The tour lasted about 3 hours, and I took about 200 pictures.
We next boarded a bus to take us to the town of Voss. The bus driver took us up a mountain, then back down on a very steep, hairpin turn, cliff driving trip. That doesn't bother me too much, but it was funny because he actually had to go out of his way to do the dangerous part. Ha. The tour basically ended in Voss, but we learned a lot from the driver about the area (a lot of Olympic skiers come from there). Then we took a train back to Bergen, ate dinner at a pizza joint (only place we could get dinner for under $25 per person), and went to sleep. It was too expensive to drink, plus we really didn't need to anyway.
The next day we explored Bergen. We took an early tour of Bryggen, the harbor area. It used to be a major fish trading hub, so there was some fun history about the Hanseatics and trade practices etc. Then we had lunch at the Fish Market. If I wasn't still sick, it probably would have been better, but I am not so much a seafood person (midwest baby). Eventually we took a cable car up Mt. Floyen, one of the 7 sisters that surround Bergen. The views were great, but eventually we got overtaken
by rain. It rains a lot in Norway, so we were lucky to have made it that far. We went for a hike along some trails on the mountain. In true Corey style, we ended up hiking into a cloud (or it descended on us) and got lost. Eventually we
found this lake we were looking for and the clouds cleared. It was very religious. The clouds came back soon, and we took off back to the cable car area. The hiking was very pretty, though many of the good vistas were blocked by the cloud cover. We had more pizza for dinner, though at a different place.
We didn't have plans for the next day. Yurko and I tried to set up some skydiving or bungee, but it was too last minute (and too expensive). So we took a gondola up to the top of Mt. Ulriken, which is much taller than Floyen. We were worried about clouds, but it was a clear day. The view from Ulriken was
fantastic, much better than the day before. After a little hiking, Anne stayed around the base camp and Yurko and I headed off up the mountain. It was a mix of walking and slight climbing, but sometimes it was challenging. Both of our shoes got soaked from stepping in marshland. That wouldn't be too bad, except I
only had one pair of shoes with me. We saw some small waterfalls and traced them back up to the small ponds that fed them, which was cool. At one point, we saw three sheep. Then they came after us (probably
thought we had food). We played with the sheep some, though didn't touch them (so we didn't have to lie at Customs). Then we hiked back to the base camp area. We decided to go back a slightly different way, which forced us to climb down a pretty steep cliff face. It was definitely more aggressive than
we had planned. Since it was right by the base camp, we were afraid that Anne was watching and freaking out that we were going to fall and die. We didn't fall and die. And Anne was watching the wrong area, so she didn't have to worry.
Then we flew back to London. I tried to bring back some Cloudberry jam, but they wouldn't let me carry it on. That sucked. Norway was probably the best/prettiest trip I have ever taken. I highly recommend it if you like nature.”
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