Bergen, the second largest city in Norway, sits on a beautiful fjord. Or maybe it’s just an inlet. I’m not really sure of the geography, but I am sure that it’s filled with parks and churches and public squares full of happy, beautiful people. We had lunch at the fish market in the city’s old quarter, roamed the streets looking at great old buildings, went to the Koda Museum, had coffee and watched people.
Brad and Ginny Parkinson, our neighbors, have traveled everywhere in the world. Everywhere. He attends meetings with important people and gets honorary degrees from universities in places most of us have never heard of. Ginny usually goes with him, rolls her eyes and keeps his head from getting too big.
They told us we would love Bergen and they were right. They told us to schedule more time here and we already regret that we didn’t.
This, unfortunately, is what happens when you don’t listen to Brad Parkinson.