We marched through the streets of Bergen, a slight smile and steady determination guiding Spaceman, heading to one of Bergen’s most popular (and anticipated) tourist destinations, the Fløibanen (funicular) to take us to the top of Mount Fløyen.
Tickets in hand, the doors of the funicular slid open. Kids squealed and parents ran for the front row. The fact that we were riding in a completely glass enclosed cable car (meaning there were no bad seats) was of little importance to this group — a front row was a front row!
We wandered around, Spaceman mapping out the city below as I spotted an ice cream shop (felt safer after this sighting). Feeling brave, I followed Spaceman out to the end of a protruding glass sidewalk (I’m not a big fan of heights), looked to the left and…
I am not sure what it is about livestock that brings such joy to my heart, but seeing this group out for a hearty meal had me grinning from ear to ear and speaking to them in a high pitched baby voice.