Norway I

Norway was an IA (International Association) organied trip, so I had my doubts and wearys, ahah. Im not the most boy scout, school camp friendly person who goes with the group and does the assigned activities. But it ended up being a rewarding, peaceful adventure. And I found peace on my mountain.. bitch.



After a 13 hour bus journey with a bunch of drunk Mexicans eating hot dogs (they seriously over prepared for the trip with like 7 willys bags and even thier own jar of mayonaise to spread on everything.), Talia, Estivaliz, Itzel, and thier Spanyard companion Alejandro adopted me into the Spanish speaking web along with my not so close friend Micheal (from perth), which made for an interesting combo. First stop was Bergen, the teeny tiny (yet second largest city in Norway) town surrounded by beautiful mountains. And yes. I did eat whale toast. It was goody.



This is the famous world heraitage listed Bryggen, wonky old houses on the harbour in central Bergen. It was a quiant lil' place






Nice little antique shop had some creepy old nana whistle thingies.



This fish market produced the most amazing tasting wild salmon ive ever tasted. And ofcourse the fishermen could speak spanish too so my posse was haggling and chatting like crazy. Esti is the best at this!!



At sun down we went for a hike up to the top of one of the mountains surrounding the city for a nice view. It really made Bergen look like a trolly Nowegian haven, in which trolly trolls would run through the woods at any moment.



Then off to the Sognefjord area by ferry..