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| But first, I must introduce you to Ana, our sweet "stewardess" from Croatia who took care of our stateroom. Always smiling and cheerful and nothing is too much trouble. |
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| The main street of Bergen. |
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| The view from the nice little second story restaurant where we had an okay lunch. We had already tried a couple of places and they were too crowded and we were hungry... |
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| ...only to finish lunch and find a bustling fish market selling every conceivable fish and shellfish which you could choose cooked or uncooked. It lay less than a block from where we had already had a ho-hum lunch. There is no justice in this world! |
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| "You choose, we cook." Can you see the man behind the counter holding the tray? He is holding several king crab claws, some giant prawns and two whole lobsters which the people standing next to us had just chosen for him to prepare. Later we talked to some friends on the ship who had eaten at one of these places. They had ordered crab claws which were already cooked, but the fish man threw them into some boiling oil for a minute or two at which time our friend thought it was probably going to be terrible, but she said they were the best she'd ever had. We were desolate at having missed it. |
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| Huge prawns and crab claws |
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| Scallops in the shell and oysters. I had never seen scallop shells before. They are held together with clothes pin type clamps. I guess they would pop open otherwise. |
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| A pretty side street in Bergen. Note the obligatory McDonald's on the right. |
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| The next three pictures are pictures of a restored and preserved wooden town as it was two to three hundred years ago. Because everything in the town was made of wood, they were deathly afraid of fire which was not allowed. That meant no stoves or chimneys! Can you imagine how cold it was in the winter? |
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| It didn't photograph very well, but it was quite charming. |
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| Ditto |
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