there's no such thing as bad weather, only innapropriate clothing

And my goodness, do I have innapropriate clothing. I mean, I purposely went out and bought shirts with no cleavage, skirts long enough to sit cross-legged, and shoes that are comfortable to walk in and fit easily in a suitcase. However, I did not think to bring a winter coat, which is what I am missing most of all... Along with my underarmour pants. I have to say, I didn't want to listen to my mother, as I really didn't think that it would rain on our trip. I mean, come on. This is my trip of a lifetime, so who would have guessed that rain would literally be blowing in our faces as we walked to our hostel today? Well, apart from my mother I mean. Okay, so probably everyone else could have guessed this would happen too... I wish I brought warmer clothes! But alas, life goes on. So, today we took the train from Oslo to Bergen, and omg, it was one of the most gorgeous rides I've ever had on a train. I closed my eyes for just a hot second, and when I opened them, we had been transported to Svalbard. I half expected to see iorek byrnession come running around the corner (he didn't). But we were on the train for around seven hours, so inwas able to stare out the window a LOT- that is when I wasn't watching dr. Who or reading the girl with the dragon tattoo. After, where is a better place to read that book than Scandinavia? So Logan and I made it to bergen with very little stress, and we have discovered that absolutely everyone in Norway speaks English (though that doesn't stop me from sounding like an idiot every time I start to talk to someone, just to make sure they speak my language). Of course, it doesn't help that I can pronounce any of the Norweigan words we see. Also, I know I've said it before, but this country is ridiculously expensive. For example, the bus ride from the city center to the hostel was 25 kroner each- roughly five bucks a piece. Public transportation. And today, I saw a five dollar candy bar. What is happening? Ps- we didn't buy the candy bar, even hough it was a bounty, and I love bounty. Any ways, that's it for now, I can no longer see what I'm typing. Love from Norway!