That rhymes, just so you know. Å sounds like o in the tongue of the Norweige. We are just learning so many things, Logan and I, about Norway and the lovely people who call themselves norweigan. For example, the people driving cars are all so polite! Not once have we had to wait to cross the street-they always wait for us. Patiently too! It seems standard that everyone speak English; which is good for us, but also reminds me how lucky we are and how stupid America really is (and I mean this in the nicest way possible). But in America, we are not required to learn another language, so everyone goes around demanding that anyone in our country must speak English. I mean, we don't all go around saying it, but there are no signs written in multiple languages after you leave the airport, and not always even then. Anyways, it has been nice being able to talk to almost anyone we want to--we're living with two other women from Singapore for the next few days, and they both speak perfect English. Although somehow they could tell that Logan was older... The mother just pointed to her and said, "eldest?" and I thought grr... Though why that still annoys me I have no idea.
So, then, the last few days: our second day in Bergen was nice, but not entirely eventful. It was still raining catsicles and dogsicles, so we just went into town to see the art museum, and then headed back up to the hostel for a well deserved night of relaxation. Which we deserved because the day before we had gone to the fish markets (where we had a lovely lunch of salmon and haddocked, of the smoked variety-also I'm still typing on my iPod and sometimes my words get jumbled, as in that lovely last fragment- gamle Bergen, or old Bergen, bey ten (the row of old houses that are different colors and really awesome), and we rode the funicular (funicular? I don't know). So, we had an extremely full day that ended with pasta and some dr. Who. It was a grat day. So then today started early, as we caught the 8:40 train to Myrdal, and the the 9:00 flam Ana train to flam. Hand hokey mackerel, is it gorgeous. Yes, Bergen and Oslo are pretty too, but lord almighty (fjord almighty?), this place is breathtaking. As we rode in, the train stopped for a moment at this gorgeous waterfall, where everyone was able to get out and take pictures, and the was a siren singing a song. Quite literally, there was a women who was dancing to some really loud spiritual music right on top of the waterfall. Then she would duck down, and somehow ?the fjord only knows) would appear at a different place. Wowzers! And yes, I am aware that there were two of them.
Then we got to our hostel, and I have to say, it is absolutely gorgeous and I know it costs an arm and a leg but oh my fyordy it is worth every penny. We have keyless keys- a piece of plastic that you stick to the door and the it opens! What's going on with that? Awesomeness, that's what. So, after we got settled in, we walked over to get a hot dog, then sat down by the port for a while (IN THE SUN!)and played some cards (with the "good" Harry potter deck, and just enjoyed the scenery. Then, oh just you wait mother, you'll be thrilled, we went for a hike.
Now, I can do hikes. I willingly follow when we go up to glacier lake or morrell falls in Montana. But this hike- this was a hike like turquoise lake. The hike that we always refuse to do because it is straight up. We went up and up and up and up and omg I was out of breath. BUT, it was way worth it, because the view was absolutely astounding. And then, of course, I fell and am now covered in mud. But it was still beautiful, and we got to see a man straddling some sheep- I think he was giving them medicine or something, as he was leaping after them like a maniac. Quite amusing. Anyways, that is all for now (my god I'm going to be so good at texting when I get back, this is quite epic). Norweigan kisses!
-LPRO and LMRO
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