Bryggen, Bergen, Norway. Of all my Euro rail travel in 1991, Norway is the one I want to revisit the most. It was pretty hard to remember my time there. Just a hand full of old unmarked photos to try and jog my memory. I could not have pieced it together without some weird notes in an old diary. I would have taken an over night train from Stockholm to Oslo but then jumped straight on a day train to Bergen, thinking I would checkout Oslo on the way back. It looks like I got a couple of photos of the famous country side from the train between Norway's two biggest cities. Being winter probably was not the best choice of time to be there but I suppose I was just working with the time I had. All my photos are from Bergen none of Oslo even though I spent two nights in Oslo. My only memory of Oslo was a local metro train ride to an end station that was very close to a ski jump. I must have read something about it in the lonely planet guide and seen people doing the jumping in the winter Olympics. I just wanted to stay warm and dry in the train and see something that we just don't have where I grew up. I am sure the ticket seller thought I was weird when I wanted a ticket to some where that was closed. I travelled all the way out just to have a look and it was covered in mist and cloud. I think I was even on the same train back that I arrived on, totally empty handed but I suppose sometimes you just have to try. At least the train was warm and dry.
