Still chugging our northward toward Bergen, Norway. In Bergen we take a smaller boat on a half-day fjord journey.

Last night’s dilemma had a fortunate outcome. I relented and dressed as well as I could, given my plebian wardrobe. K agreed to eat in a smaller, quieter venue as opposed to the grand ballroom Gatsby crowd. We ended up having one of the best meals in memory – everything was cooked to perfection and excellent, service was great, and I appreciated the much smaller crowd. All’s well that ends well.

We took in one of the stage shows and then just wandered about gawking.

Today my plan is to post up in one of the posh bars, a comfortable chair with an ocean view, and simply read and write.