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Wednesday, March 23: Tourism

Before we left Colorado, Dave suggested that we might take a day trip he took the first time he was in Norway. It sounded like fun, so we scheduled it for Wednesday. We got up, ate our cereal, and got in the car for the first time since we’d arrived. The drive to Flåm took about 2 1/2 hours.

My Grandpa Paul was a Freemason, so I took this photo of the Masonic lodge in Bergen as we passed by.

We bought tickets for a boat trip on the Nærøyfjord and sat outside at a chilly picnic bench to eat the sandwiches we’d brought along. (Dave bought Phoebe a pastry; she doesn’t really eat sandwiches.) We caught a small shuttle bus to Gudvangen; the cruise would take us back to Flåm.

The brand-new boat was fully electric, so it was the quietest conveyance I’ve ever ridden on! It was lightly populated, probably since it was a cool weekday at the very beginning of spring. We found seats inside, but I spent most of the time outside on the deck, hoping to see some animals and the small traditional farms along the edges of the hillsides, some of which can only be accessed by boat.

The village of Undredal.
Closeup of Undredal. To the right, you can see the steeple of a stave church rising above a reddish-brownish building. You can also see a little bit of the white church itself. It’s the smallest stave church in Norway, and it’s thought to be more than 700 years old.
Just outside the gift shop in the ticket building.
Waiting for the scenic train from Flåm to Myrdal.
Sometimes it’s not too hard to read Norwegian…

When we got back to Bergen, we walked for hamburgers at Royal Gourmetburger og Gin. I had a glass of grapefruit gin with my burger, which was delicious. Then we went to see if the head had been added to the graffiti we’d seen being painted the day before. It had—sort of!

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