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And we stick to that explanation!!!
On Thursday we took an easy day. I had to see the physio and after that we wanted to some light shopping. And believe me: we managed to keep it light!! Well, apart from the woolen tops/underwear we both bought, but that is more of a necessity than an extravagance. The afternoon was spent relaxing and not doing much. Perfect.
Friday morning the alarm went off quite early. Because we were going to Bergen! We drove to the bus station from where we were to take the long distance coach and all piled on. A little over three hours later we had arrived. The first thing on our list to do was visit the Fløybanen. I had been there before, as had my parents, but the other three had not. It was cloudy we were told, but we were going up anyway.
It's a funicular track that goes up the mountain, so we took it a bit easier than the cyclists did back in September (World Championships cycling took place in Bergen). Once at the top, there was indeed cloud covering, but it kept opening up, giving us glances at the view.
Once we had negotiated the troll and the view we decided to take a (very) short stroll. And all of a sudden my sister saw something: a squirrel!! I grabbed my camera and actually got a few shots of it, before she said there was another one. I got some photos of that one as well, before it ran off into the forest.
After our little trip up the mountain we took the train down again and had an absolutely scrumptious lunch. I had fish and chips and for afters an absolutely divine crème brulée. I think I can safely say it was one of the best I have ever tasted.
By that time it had started snowing, which was very much not forecasted. So our little outing to the Bryggen area of Bergen became a wet affair. It was still lovely to walk around there, but it did become quite dreary after a while.
So, we headed home. Me and my mum were lazy and took a taxi, the rest walked back to the bus station. The bus journey back was as eventful as the morning trip (ie nothing special). The day didn't end there though, because on our return home, there was a humongous stack of letters waiting for me: Christmas cards from all over. Well, apart from one which contained my new driver's licence!