We had an early morning to get to the airport for our flight to Bergen, but that didn’t stop us from visiting Lagkagehuset twice before boarding!

The view from the plane was gorgeous in its own right. Snow-capped mountains and fjords galore!

The airport was also rather entertaining…

Downtown Bergen was positively adorable.

And the view from our Airbnb was just silly.

We dropped off our things and met our wonderful (and tall) host, Reine. He was a friendly, smiley teacher who loves to travel, and he was so kind about getting our place ready for us. His house was so cute, split between his area and ours. (His area could be considered a mother-in-law.)

We had the top of the house, considering of two bedrooms, a gigantic and comfy living room, a balcony with sweeping views of the water, and a bathroom and kitchen.

It was hard to say goodbye, but back to the city we went.

We weren’t exploring long before we got cold and hungry enough to settle down in a little Thai restaurant by the water.

Somewhere along here, Jonathan got it in his head that he needed an authentic Norwegian sweater. It had to be red, blue, and white with a zipper, and it had to be magnificent. Luckily, there was a six-story shopping center in the middle of downtown, and we set off in search of The Perfect Sweater.

We were about to give up hope, when I saw The Perfect Sweater in the very back corner of what Jonathan had deemed ‘the last store.’ It wasn’t cheap, but it was on sale for 50% off, and it was beautifulllll (his word, not mine).

The price made him hesitate, but I could see how much he wanted it. Might as well try it on, in my opinion.

I think he checked himself out for at least ten minutes. Finally, the following conversation took place:

Me: If you bought it, would you wear it tomorrow?

Him (instantly): Yes.

Me: If you didn’t get it, would you be thinking about it tomorrow?

Him (chuckling in defeat): Yes.

It was decided then. The pretty Norwegian store clerk cut the tags for him so he could wear it out of the store, and the big reveal to my mom was quite entertaining.

We had a last look at the mall through the floor of a glass bridge…

And then it was back to the Airbnb after some grocery shopping.

Our place really was so cute.

And I was positively pooped. Somehow being in the house was so relaxing though, so we all hung out in the living room for about three hours before actually going to sleep. Silly mistakes. We mostly spent our time marvelling the views and discussing the plausibility of moving here.

Stay tuned to find out if we bought the house in the end! Until next time…

(I’m going to stick to my Danish farewell since the Norwegians and the Danes can understand each other anyway.)

Venlig hilsen/ best regards,

Lizzy-wa