Bergen, as you can see, is very different than Oslo. And while I loved both cities, I am so, so glad we made it to Bergen. I had wondered if it would be worth the added trip just so I could see some fjords, and the answer is a resounding yes. In fact, while I did enjoy Oslo immensely, if I didn’t have friends in the city my next trip to Norway might just be to the smaller villages and towns as I am so enamored with the beauty of the land and architecture.
Below are a ton of photos of just Bergen. The fjords will be up later (and please come back for those — I promise you don’t want to miss them).
We were there for less than 48 hours, and you can tell I fell hard for the colors and feel of this town. Plus? It smelled and felt coastal (which it is). And the Air BnB we stayed at was a block from the water, so with the windows open and the large feather bed, we all slept like the dead. It was marvelous.
These narrow cobblestone streets up and down the hillsides were stunning. And I loved all the flower beds.
I took this photo at the playground. If our neighborhood playground had this view, I would live there day and night with Ezra. Sorry kid.
This is looking out the other direction.
The fog rolled in right when we arrived, and it made for wonderful images. I’m not sure if it’s always there or if I lucked out, but I was smitten with it.
Just down the street from the house we stayed in was a picnic area. This was the view. Yeah.
Behind the picnic area is the government-run preschool (daycare) which costs roughly $250/month for residents. Let me repeat that, about $250 A MONTH. We pay more than that PER WEEK in the states and my kid’s daycare overlooks train tracks and a Holiday Inn Express. This center up there? It looks out over the picnic area. Which means it looks out onto the water that I showed above it. These Norwegians are doing it right.
Ooooh I love that fog.
Down by the water is an enormous fish market. We ate fresh paella there and it was super fun.
Is that not the most beautiful Starbucks you have ever seen?
And the final obligatory shot of the wooden houses along the water. Bergen, you were a dream.