This is a true story.
I climbed aboard the white lady. Got my blanket from the stack and headed to the upper deck outside. Riding indoors is for sissies. I snuggled up and settled in for the 4 hour trip.
I was in entranced by all the blue water and the smell of the sea.
The white lady only holds about 50 passengers. Nice and small. Cozy.
after an hour I went downstairs to poke around and found a narrow outer deck so close to the water! And beyond that a super narrow deck with railing I squeezed through like a sausage. And found my way to the very front of the boat!
Holy shite it was awesome! And nobody was there! And I sat on a stack of chairs against the front of the boat and had a view that left me breathless and wind blown and cold and v.v. happy. And truly awed. Awestruck.
More people came to the front. I let them because by this time I was spying on the old white haired captain.
Who was spying on unknown things on shore.
I stayed here for a very long time. Then the fjord narrowed. The wind stopped. The sun shown. We shivering fools were all grinning and letting the sunlight warm us. So good.
sigh. If you come to Bergen go on one of these little fjord excursions on a little boat. You won't be one bit sorry. I was charmed and delighted from start to finish.
So much so that I took this pic in the bathroom. I'm waving to you from Norway.
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