Last day of our 4 day trip to Bergen ann Zee / Netherland and one day after Oranie lost the WM. Some little girl had dropped their stuff on the caffees porch and I couln’t resist. This stillife was too good to be true. I would have granted the title to the Netherlands… next time.
I don’t know where you need to go in order to have a piece of cake under the plain sky and not be surrounded by sparrows. They seem to be everywhere and along with the starling family they are to be found all around our hemisphere. They are fast little birds, always there, when you drop a crumb of your meal.
Bryggen, the old quaiside of Bergen, burned down a few times, last 1940. Today it is restored in old manner and looks like 1834. Thank god it is not smelling that way. Word has it, that people from the Hanse were not keen on visiting their outpost in the north. The arome must have been terrible.
When we arrived at Bergen, weather was all bad. It was raining buckets and girls gave away raincapes, branded with the logo of a noble cafe – saved our day. They know their tourists quite well. On a pole right across the mainstreet, a gull took a rest on a latern. Guss it was warm an cosy from beneath.
At first I didn’t notice him, because we came from the opposite direction, but than I couldn’t help and take a picture. I didn’t read the sign on the ground, but it nice that some healthy country sets up a statue for the poor.
Bergen has been a blast. A nice town, with an ancient city center. Despite being overcrowded by tourists and rain during the day it was really good. I was having big trouble to choose one picture for that day. On one hand, I like to show the city, as it is, the life, the skyline, the staues, but on the other hand, there are so many spots, beside the mainstream that are worth showing. To end this debate in my head, I will go on and show you a couple of pics from that very day. Here’s the typical bergen…
We reached Grimmen Camping near Bergen at around 3pm. As we would visit Bergen the other day we dropped our luggage, put on our hiking boots and took a path right beside the camping. After 2 hours of marching around, we came across that tunnel. Right before we left germany, Stand by me was on TV and those images of the four boys crossing that railway bridge when the train comes after them came to my mind. Ok, we got a tunnel, but the descicion to step inside was about the same. Here’s the scene, bye the way