Following on from my previous post, Lise met me at the luggage carousel in Bergen. She had arranged for us to stay a night at her friend Hanne's house but by the time we reached the town it was 11pm and she'd gone to bed.
So, Lise and I went out for a drink. She and Tom left Perth in early September, so I hadn't seen them for 2 months.
Unlike Spain, everyone know's English to some degree. Which is good because after 2 weeks I only know a handful of Norsk expressions such as "Takk" - thank you. Still, everyone out that night seemed bemused that here was a fellow talking English from the other side of the world.
Lise and I entered a Scottish bar where a local was trying to convince me in a strange accent that he was Canadian!
The next morning Hanne, the blonde girl in the photo, showed us around her city. She took us up the top of the hill via a steep cable car. (I think it's called a funicular?) From here you can views of the city. I tried to convince the girls that someone should build a giant waterslide from the top into the bay!
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