The sun shines through the orange roof of the Bergen fish-market, making a dim, mystic atmosphere, the smell of fish is imminent and everywhere I look, my eyes fall on a sea-delicacy. I'm walking restlessly between the tables, filled with smoked salmon,oysters and crabs, and suddenly - there she is, her blue eyes is sparkling like pearls among all the lobsters and salmons, her hair is slightly untangled and she is wearing a orange fisherman's-rubber-overall, she looks deep into my eyes, and with her knife she cuts a slice of a smoked salmon and says« wanna taste» - I'm sold – I buy the whole fish – it will probably be rotten by the time I return home, but what a taste , and what a girl.

Bergen is full of sensory impressions, the narrow streets and corridors on the dock, the mountains encircling the city, the white houses that cling to the steep hillside, the ever-changing weather, the closeness to the sea and the busy fish-market.

From the fish-market it is a short distance to the old docks, the sun shines - for a change, the dock is full of tourists, the red, white an yellow buildings on the old dock are beautiful and in Vågen ,the water-way by the dock, several old steam-ships have docked. I make my way through a stream of American cruise-tourist and find my way in to the narrow corridors between the hanseatik buildings. In the backyards there are quiet oasis. With small coffeshops and arts and craft stores . You can literally feel and smell the history of the old merchant activity in the walls. Bryggen is on the UNESCO's world heritage list.

Getting lost in the basement of Rosencrantz tower. After climbing all the way up to Rosencrantz tower – the tower in Bergenhus fortress - and taking a quick look toward the dock, its time to climb the steep stairs down again. As I descent the air is getting denser and I soon start to feel that I might have climbed to long down, I walk in tight, dark corridors, the rest of the tourist are all gone I'm alone. The stone-corridors are getting narrower and narrower, and I'm starting to get a feel of being lost in a labyrinth, but suddenly I find a new door, and a wind of fresh air touch my face, and I can hear the comforting voices of other tourist, and not long after, I'm back out in fresh air. All the way up -and down in the tower there are doors which lead into different room's whit exiting stories.

The fortress contains buildings that date as far back as the 1240s, of the medieval buildings, a medieval hall and defensive tower remains. The royal hall known as hakons hall, built around 1260, is the largest medieval secular building in Norway. During world war II much of the fortress was destroyed when a ship loaded whit explosives, exploded in Vågen,

Mount Fløyen. I reach the top of mount fløyen after being pulled up by Fløybanen - the funicular that takes you from Bergen center to the top of mount Fløyen (320 m.a.s.l) The view is spectacular. From the new view-point, Fløytrappene, you can see all of Bergen, vågen, and the magnificent mountains that surround the city. After a short walk in the beautiful nature, I get in line to take the funicular back down. I find a free seat; the doors close gently, and the wagon starts to move down the step hillside toward Bergen center.

Bergen is a truly a fine city, and if you are planing a trip to Norway – don't miss Bergen :) http://www.visitbergen.com/

A good way to see the two biggest cities in Norway, Oslo and Bergen, is to take the – Oslo - Bergen train (Bergensbanen) ,one of the most beautiful train-stretches in Norway , I have written a separate story about the train-ride