This morning I woke up at 6am, beating my alarm clock by 45 minutes, after a night of broken sleep. This is the day I move from Bergen to Balestrand, still in Norway.
There were two departure options for the express ferry: 8:00am or 4:30pm. I waffled a lot on which one to take, weighing pros and cons of spending another day in Bergen vs being on my way. I felt I’d seen what I wanted to see in Bergen and was ready to experience small town Norway, so 8:00am was decided.
The hotel reception desk wasn’t open yet so I left my key next to their keyboard and grabbed an Uber. I’d debated hoofing the 1.3km from hotel to ferry terminal with my luggage but instead opted for an (expensive) Uber instead.1
The ferry website is a little tricky to use but I was able to book the ticket the night before. We boarded at 7:35am and left promptly at 8:00am.
I don’t think I realized how very “express” the express ferry was. Once we’re out of the Bergen harbor, they gun it. Per my GPS we were hauling it at 37mph through these fjords, slowing for the ocassional No Wake zones. If their paperwork didn’t show anyone with a certain town as a stop, and there wasn’t anybody waiting shoreside, they skipped the stop. We made perfect time to Balestrand.
There’s no way for me to adequately describe how amazing the trip was. Even my videos won’t do it justice. Thirty minutes in and I’m thinking to myself “This might be the best $100 I’ve ever spent.”
One note for future Express Ferry travelers: when you’re nearing the stop, be sure you’re ready to leave! This means fetching your bag from the aft storage and making your way to the front of the ferry. They aren’t wasting a lot of time at each stop! Unfortunately I got stuck behind someone whose approach to problem-solving was to stand in the aisle and hope that everything worked out. I had to play my Loud American card, which I do sparingly.
Regardless, I made it off, barely, and made the 100m walk to the Hotel Kviknes, my home for the next two nights. There are two sections to the Kviknes: the historic part, with 25 rooms, and the modern (1960’s) part with 165 rooms. I’m in the modern part, with the main reason being I wanted a nice, affordable balcony. It is not an attractive building, though; it’s at odds with its surroundings. Frankly, it looks like one of the budget accomodations you’d find somewhere like Daytona Beach. But the room itself is nice, the view from the balcony is undeniable, and the staff is friendly. I relax in my room for a bit, then set out around 2pm for some lunch.
I don’t have to go far. I find Pearl by Harbor just outside the hotel. The grilled salmon, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables with teriyaki sauce exceeds all expectations!
After lunch I walk the 200m or so down to St. Olaf’s Church, which “is notable as the inspiration for the chapel in Elsa’s coronation scene in the 2013 Disney film Frozen.”2 Frozen connection or not, I loved spending time in this building, and was blessed to be able to do so in solitude.
Around 8pm I rally and head out for dinner. There are several close by choices. I select Baalee Restaurant, a family restaurant an easy three minute walk from the hotel, based on positive reviews and a few tantalizing photos of the shrimp scampi. Of course I order that, and it doesn’t disappoint!
I ate my dinner and worked on my laptop, then went for a late evening walk around 11pm. The temperature was still very comfortable (high 50’s or so). The moon was just peeking over the mountains across the water and I’ve never been more frustrated having sub-par photography equipment.
I tried to go to sleep around 12:30am. The seagulls, of course, never sleep.
Ubers in Norway seem to be regulated by the taxi commision, which seems to dictate a ~$17 minimum fare regardless of time or distance. ↩
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Olaf%27s_Church,_Balestrand ↩