My second hotel breakfast

Hello. Here comes a daily report from the town which succumbed to the Black Death in 1349. The once called it Bjørgvin here. Actually a finer name than Bergen, I think, but it got well a slightly negative tone after it said about the plague wiped out all life.

I’m here on the second day, and I admit it smooth – I’ve ages easiest sling. (Sling is what is called the correlation of flights one is looking at editor). Those who runs down the doors here have probably already understood that I had a nice day yesterday. Today it has well been even slightly better.

The sun shines all it can. Delightful Bryggen in Bergen.

My second hotel breakfast
I do not have the habit of eating breakfast at the hotels I stay at. There are mainly two reasons. 1. The rods happy too early. And 2. I only ends to cram in me too much steamed bacon, and get stomach trouble afterwards. A few weeks ago I was however persuaded to stand up a quarter earlier, when we had called short night in Helsinki. I took the challenge, and proudly note the very first hotel breakfast since I started in English.

Today I have done it again. But you know what? This time I managed breakfast, AFTER I had finished work. Turn it then! Here is the short version of my day: time called 4:45. The slumbered I broken. 5:00 tried it again, and when I got up. 5:30 went transport to Flesland. 7:00 I ran off to Stavanger. 8:00 I went back to Bergen. Crew vehicle arrived at the hotel 9:15 and I entered the breakfast room 9:16. Hahaha! PS! 9:25 I was stiff with steamed bacon.

On the way to the runway. A blåhale trying to take us.

Stavanger in the morning hours today
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jog to Svartediket
After a well-deserved and greasy breakfast, I sat in my room for a few hours. Then I set off on a new jog, in another attempt to find Svartediket. This time it went. The trip was 12.85 km, and after that I had deserved a proper reward. And as it was said in the 1300s:

The man who runs with his feet up to Svartediket, runs around the lake, just to turn and run the opposite way again – he shall buy all the candy he possibly can carry from the candy shop

Therefor …..

Today jog

It is actually just to continue and run. About exactly a month today, I’ll run the hell out of me in Sentrumsløpet in Oslo. Have no plans to win exactly, but it’s meant to be a test run towards Oslo half marathon in September. Sentrumsløpet is 10 km, and I guess it becomes a tiresome affair. PS! I do it willingly, but do not quite know why.

Enough is enough. The clock is ticking against eight, and I have yet to eat dinner. Guess it becomes a Fedon Burger at McDonalds I. Must reasonably early in bed too, since I’ll be up in half past four o’clock in the morning. But thanks for your visit and welcome back. Have a nice evening!