So this the final day of my visit in Bergen. Because I love mountain hiking and had nothing fun to do in the city, I thought why not go ‘carpe diem’ and hike to Mount Ulriken. My friend, Frode, told me that it’s really simple and fun trail. I woke up around 8 am., ate some porridge (norwegians make the best porridge, trust me) and went out for my adventure. The weather was really nice and promising, so no worries were in my head that moment.
After all these misty mist I was so hopeless about the weather that I was kind shocked when the sun came to the city. It was really hot and summerish, so I decided to go to the floibanen again. Because I had got tickets to Mostraumen at 1 am., I had some time free till this hour. I have never made better decision. Sky was so clear that day, so I basically saw the whole Bergen from the top of the Fløyen.
So…all people make mistakes. So do I.
I woke up after not-so-good sleep (I never sleep well in unfamiliar places) and ate some cheap yoghurt. I thought it was really nice morning and the moment I went outside, I didn’t change my mind. There was some clouds around peaks of mountains, but that’s all.
The moment I have heard of this magical city, I wanted so badly to go there, that I came home and booked myself tickets. Yes, that sounds crazy, but for me, if I didn’t do something spontaneous, I probably wouldn’t go anywhere. And, to be honest, tickets to Bergen with WizzAir are really cheap, and I didn’t need to think more about it. Second think I did was to find someone on couchsurfing to take me for those 3 nights.