Tuesday saw us waking up amongst mountains, fjords and snow. Having a bit of sleep in before making our way to the train that would take us back to civilisation. The first bit of the train was an old scenic one that took us on the mountain sides with beautiful views.
We had been told beforehand that the ride would be scary so we had gotten our hopes up for steep mountain sides, however our hopes might have been a bit to high, as the fear didn’t kick in, we might not be scared enough of heights.
As we made it to Myrdal, we had to sit down and wait for our next train, and here the snow laid thick on the ground, whoop, whoop (?) somehow I wish this will be the only snow for the year, guessing that wont happen though.
Back in Bergen, we quickly made it back to the hostel we stayed at before, as the reception closes at 15:30 during winter and we didn’t book a room before we left for our mountain excursion. Good thing it is winter and not that many people staying, there was no problem getting two beds for the night.
Since we already done Bergen, we decided to make our way down to Stavanger, so in order to satisfy Miss Sunshine’s need for planning ahead we went to the tourist information to ask for help to book accommodation in Stavanger, all he could do was to give us a brochure, so we figured we sort it out when we got there.
Next item on the list was to get tickets for the boat, just a few meters from the tourist information. The kind lady there informed us that the boat would be 800 NOK one way per person, way out of our budget and since Miss Sunshine had checked the prices online and found them cheaper she queried about the same. Yes, it is cheaper online, however the ticket had to be printed, which excludes booking on one of our phones. Thus the chase for a printer had begun.
After a quick stop at Subway for me to procure a very late lunch, we sat down in the very exciting lounge at the hostel trying to think of our option. Not being able to find any internet cafe listed our last hope was the public library. The rain still pouring down, we headed out again and found free internet with printers in the basement of the library, a building located right next to the train station we left not even an hour earlier. Good thing that Bergen is such a small village that no walks are too long.
On our way back to the hostel we stopped by the grocery store to procure dinner for the night, not wanting to venture out yet again in the cold, dark, rainy Bergen.
The rest of the evening was spent hanging out in the lounge, watching Norwegian TV and writing letters before getting back to the room and the surprises that contained.