Walked past it twice before I realized I was in the right place. A very small and unassuming building for a place housing so many valuable pieces.
Train to Bergen leaves at 9 in the morning, and it's going to be an 8-hour ride at least. They tell me that the trains are almost always delayed at some point. I make sure to pack lunch and some snacks and bring a book.
I've had pretty good access to wifi for the last few days, and I'm happy to see the the Norwegian trains offer free wifi for all classes, not just the first class like they often do in other parts of Europe. I had made sure to get a window seat beforehand, and eventually a nice British guy sat next to me. At least I'd have someone to talk to if things got really boring.
I took this train instead of flying because I prefer train travel if possible, but also because it has a reputation for its beauty - and by golly I definitely was not disappointed. I spent almost the entire time staring out the window with my mouth hanging open at some points. If only taking pictures through windows was easier.
The train was delayed, which wasn't a big surprise, and I ended up getting to Bergen about an hour later than expected. It was getting dark and just starting to rain.
My Airbnb was only about a 10 minute walk, so I lugged my suitcase up some very cobble-y roads and was very grateful to find the address and get checked in. My family back in the states wanted to hear about how things were going, so we skyped while I warmed up with some tea and then I took advantage of the better Netflix choices that Norway offered and fell asleep pretty quickly.