One of the aspects that struck me the most of Bergen was how, just by turning a corner, magnificient views or unexpected panoramas would appear before my eyes. They weren’t by any means signed as “belvedere”, there weren’t any souvenir stalls selling sausages and no buses were to be found unloading their cargo of camera-toting tourists. It felt like beauty was so common in Bergen that it didn’t need to be pointed out: an understandable fact given that, at the end of the day, beauty was everywhere.
Here’s a brief selection of some of such views.
A rather nondescript block of flats had this as a front door lawn. Tim Burton would’ve shivered with emotion, methinks.
The Nordnes park is a green space at the end of the Bergen peninsula, a place of such beauty that it can afford to leave corners as this one a bit unkempt.
Visitors complained that the view over the strait was a little but too classic, so the Norse decided to nick the Akashi Kaikyō Bridge from Japan and used it to connect the mainland to Strusshamn. You can barely spot it in the distance.
At mid hill…
…or on the top of the ridge, there’s no such thing as too many flagpoles in Norway.
The neon writing read something like “There are loads of good people around”. I guess this says volumes about a place whose inhabitants decide to write such a message on a wall.
A view over downtown Bergen and its lake-laguna.
I thought that this was pretty much the best view I could hope for without climbing on the Fløibanen. But then…
… Jackpot! I stopped in somebody’s driveway, turned and saw this. The owner of said driveway must’ve been used to the sight of strangers using it as a photoshooting platform, because he waited patiently for me to be done before driving in. And even turned the head lamps off, not to disturb the natural light (or so I chose to believe). Many thanks, kind man.