However much the people talk about the beauty of this town, it doesn't really matter because we arrived at Bergen so late.
Our GPS, yet again, pointed us to off-the-map road. Although so, we were very glad to be greeted with rolling hills full with farmlands, non stop photographing the strange looking farm house, poking around the stave churches. That really took a large part of our time away from our journey there.
Hills after hills, moutain after mountains, never ending tunnels, bridges after bridges... Eventually I have lost count and totally awed by the beauty of this country.
One of the many Glaciers seen from afar
Things started to get rainy when we finally made it to Bergen. Kinda cold too. As usual we must stop by at the supermarket for supplies. Supplies is a must because otherwise we only have our canned food for dinner!
By the time we checked into Marken Gjesthouse, the sky was already dark. I can vaguely make out the surrounding buildings at this old area to be somewhat historical.
Parking around Bergen itself is frustrating for us. Scandiavian, so obsessed with rules and regulation, yet still talk on the phone without handsfree, HMM! Eventually we decided to park illegally since we are leaving so early the next day. Sigh.
Hmm... even the elevator here looks too old too, say... around 1890's or so?
I sort of think my mom and the aunt enjoyed their stay here, judging by how they compliment how things are nicely equipped in the kitchens, and how clean things are. They even make friend with these bunch of exchange students from Hong Kong while my mom was busy prepping rendang beef for our next days journey.
Whatever it is, apparently we are not the last person to check in. After the reception girl has left, a Japanese middle aged man came wandering at the door front. He said it was very hard for him to locate this place and he was lost until then. I was wanting to offer him a pack of maggie mee, but my dad decided that we should just mind our own business. Later my mom said she caught him cooking one in the kitchen.
As he didn't have a room, this guy decided decided that he will move around from dinning area, couch place, toilets, corridors, kitchen... until my dad say someone actually let him in to sleep in one of the dorm rooms. Then the next morning this jap guy left as early as us too, before the front desk people arrive. So I guess he managed to get a free stay after all, combine with free hot showers among other things!