Saturday in Bergen

That one time a month, when the capricious Bergensian clouds decide to let the sun come through, it's heaven on earth. What seemed to be a gray and empty, turns into charming and even idyllic. On these days my roommate Mari and I have no other choice other than go out for long walks.

The streets of Bergen on Saturdays like these are packed. Everyone is either doing their shopping in the town center or out by the wharf eating ice cream or drinking beer.  Of course, all ice creams have to be consumed within the first two minutes (to avoid subjecting any personal items to a fatal destiny)  leaving us with milk mustaches all over our faces and hair. 
What a joy to feel like a three year old in the sun again!