Bergen is Closed On Sundays

It does seems pretty harsh (towards tourists with no affinity to the Constitution or to God) to close the supermarkets for an entire weekend. At least the hotel breakfast spread was epic.

After a morning walk up to the summit of Fløyen (very quiet), bellies were emptied and subsequently filled with the best of traditional Norwegian breakfasts: Fresh bread. Eggs, bacon, sausage, pretzel, omelette, salad, watermelon, melon, pain au Chocolat, granola, rice pudding. Lots of coffee.

Sunrise view.

My hotel and my carpark were both visible from the lookout.

For lunch, coincidentally, a lot of the same food enjoyed in the scenic surrounds of Nygårdsparken.

Nygårdsparken was one of the nicest parts of Bergen.

For dinner, we splurged on spicy and voluminous Indian food down in Bryggen.

After dinner I walked around one of the rainiest cities in the world under blue sky and a lingering, setting sun. All the flags from Constitution Day were gone, save for one faded flag on a street off Skottegaten. The flagpoles were still all there, reaching into the empty alleys and looking very pointless.

Lastly, a review of the typical Norwegian dress from the day before, still in the shop windows because they obviously weren't open today to change them over.