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living la vida disney ;)

It’s always exciting when a place exceeds the dreams you have had of it in your imagination.  I have been dreaming of Bergen for over twenty years.  I imagined myself here in 1989… but on a budget of $50/day, Scandinavia dropped off the table.

I had read an article in the globe and mail travel section about the “mail boat” that cruises up the coast of Norway through the fjords.  Not a cruise ship but a regular boat whose principal purpose is cargo and mail delivery.  At the time it seemed you could book something really basic and it didn’t cost a fortune.

It was still way out of my backpacking budget so I’ll never know but a trip on Hurtigruten in 2014 is not cheap although I am sure the cost is substantially less out of season.  But I am here in Bergen on a glorious day in mid-May.  It is so sunny it’s tough to type and I have to contend with my reflection in the screen as a kind of unwanted screensaver.

http://www.hurtigruten.com

I wanted to save a little money on the Hurtigruten ship so I booked really far ahead and came in May instead of June.  I can’t guarantee your experience of Norway in May is going to be as spectacular as mine but I have rarely had a more perfect climatic travel experience.

gorgeous bergen!

gorgeous bergen!

And then there is Bergen… (the Hurtigruten ships start out of Bergen)…  It is like Brugge and Ljubliana – another small city that is so cute and perfect it’s hard to believe Tinkerbell didn’t scoot in prior to your arrival and sprinkle pixie dust over the place.

It’s an old trading post and seafaring port, one of the Hanseatic merchants` four most important trading centres.  I am sitting typing this next to the harbour on one side and rows of adorable houses rebuilt a series of times due to fire but apparently using the original blueprints from the 12th century.  It’s a UNESCO World Heritage site called Bryggen.

As has already been noted, Norway is a wildly expensive country to visit so I read about all the tourist attractions but almost nothing is free (maybe a church… not all churches though) so you will have to explore them on your own.  Most sound pretty small town so paying at least $12 to be underwhelmed seems a recipe for disappointment.

And the town is gorgeous so exploring it will provide plenty of free entertainment 🙂 The one thing I did pay for – and I would encourage you to do the same – is the funicular up to the top of one of the mountains (the city is surrounded by seven).

bergen via disney ;)

bergen via disney 😉

It`s the Floibanen Funicular and takes you to the top of Mount Floyen in seven minutes.  It costs under $20 (not much in Norway does J) and, on a sunny day, the view is breathtaking.  It also provides a great bird`s eye view of the city.

The other cool thing to do from Bergen is explore the fjords.  I expect I will be back.  There is no question Norway is gorgeous – but, like supermodels, it charges a lot of cash per hour so one has to plot a careful strategy.

I`m not sure exactly what I will see via Hurtigruten so that`s the plan for this trip.  I can fly back to Bergen on another European jaunt and check out the missing fjords if I am not OD-ed on ice, water and rock in the next seven days.

Tomorrow I join the ship.  Today I am soaking up the sun and the immense satisfaction that comes from realizing one’s dreams – and having the reality exceed everything one has imagined.  Skol Bergen 😉

p.s. after I wrote this, I searched for a great final meal in Bergen that wouldn’t break the bank.  I wanted to have fish.  I knew that if I got off the main drag next to the harbour the cost would likely come down.  I finally settled on Ruccola at Verdidsalmenningen 7.  It’s just down the street from the station for the funicular.  An amazing meal of salmon and vegetables for about 220 kroner – and the best house wine I have had in Norway!

http://www.cafe-ruccola.no

kids on a rope :)

There is a short list now of places that I absolutely MUST see and it’s one of those wonderfully pleasant dilemmas each year deciding which destination (maybe two if times are flush) will be knocked off the list.

I have had some wonderful adventures by visiting a place at a special moment in its history so I decided to finally see the fjords since 2014 would be Norway’s 200th anniversary.  And I would start in Oslo on May 17th to see the National Day up close and personal.

It’s definitely a worthwhile endeavour.  I think I saw every school child in Norway!  But it may have just been all the children in Oslo.

That is the focus of the day.  There is a children’s parade to the palace where they are greeted by the king and queen of Norway.  I think I saw them waving on the balcony but I was just floating with the experience so I am sure better preparation would have allowed a closer royal sighting.  But I think monarchies in the 21st century are dumb so…

following the locals :)

following the locals 🙂

I was excited to manage to score a good spot for the parade despite not even being clear on where the parade route was.  The hotel staff were vague (I gather no one bothers unless they know kids in the parade).  The tradition is to dress up in traditional costumes so I just followed a group looking as though they had stepped from 19th century Norway out of the hotel until I saw a big crowd, where I parted company with the people in fancy dress in case they were going somewhere the bouncers were checking for embroidery instead of designer threads.

I managed to get a great view of the parade and sported the sunburn for a couple of days to prove it.  (Do recommend a hat if you watch the parade!)  It goes on for a long time.  I can understand Norwegians shunning it after a few years.  But there are lots of small children.  While not every child is in traditional

wave that flag!

wave that flag!

dress, almost everyone looks festive.

It’s a very cool experience as children are inherently entertaining.  But what is also really heartwarming about 21st century Oslo is the inclusiveness of the society.

Sunday is the day to go to the National Gallery.  It’s free!  Free and Norway are not concepts you normally put together … but on Sunday you can see The Scream, antique furniture and thought provoking modern art all for free!

Combined with the parade, it offered some insight into Norwegian culture (the history is still a bit murky – plan is to clear that upon my return to Oslo).  One of the museums proclaimed Norway the “peace nation”.  And this is where you can score a Nobel Peace Prize.

I love nations with a smart agenda.  I had envisioned Norway as one of those countries that was beyond post-modern – a country of the future.  It has not disappointed.  The museums were interesting and provocative (a big emphasis on human rights and free speech) but what was most gratifying to see was the diversity of children included in the National Day parade.

The whole world was represented.  Not only different skin tones but different facial features.  Some wore traditional Norwegian dress, which really warmed my heart.  I think immigration is a total force for good.  But, if you change countries, you should be madly in love with a foreign national or madly in love with what that foreign country represents.  Some countries posit better concepts than others. If you like your own culture, stay put.  Immigration works when people come to a new place for the right reasons.

I haven’t met enough people yet to have a solid prognosis on 21st century Norway.  But I have never seen such a variety of foreign faces in a European country.  And everyone was included – a handicap did not exclude you.  You just had someone pushing your wheelchair.

a rope of the world :)

a rope of the world 🙂

The small children were attached to a rope to deter wandering.  But the diversity of the rope gave one hope for the 21st century.  As does the fresh air.  Go Norway!  I think there is much the rest of the world can learn from these reformed Vikings 😉

 

the land that climate change forgot ;)

I may get better at posting in the moment but I did write this then… and it won`t be relevant again until next May 🙂

Blue, green and clean!  That’s my second impression of Norway.  My first is that I likely should have arrived with a drinking plan 😉  It’s the first time arrivals spills you into a giant duty-free liquor store.  I gather you can stock up until you hit customs.  I’ve been in Sweden so know the pain of ordering a beer but the plan isn’t to sit in my room and drink alone so I’ll just have to cope with sticker shock.

clean green oslo

fresh air personified 🙂

There are a lot more clouds than in Paris but the sun is trying to poke through – and it’s beautiful with all the moody clouds and hints of blue sky.

It is the most expensive taxi ride of my life but hauling my luggage around after shopping in Paris is unpleasant.  Taking a taxi is the “Paris shoe shopping tax.” 🙂  I would definitely recommend packing lighter and do the necessary research to take the airport train to Sentraal Station.

The hotel is delightful – and my best deal so far in Oslo!  I am staying at the Hotel Bristol, one of the Oslo grande dames.  Lots of history, over the top décor and inventive cocktails in the Bristol Grill Bar.  I am drinking a “How I Met Your Mother”.  It’s almost worth the money just watching the production of making it.  Bourbon, maple syrup, chocolate bitters – and cinnamon smoke! (the most fun part to watch)

http://www.thonhotels.com/hotels/countrys/norway/oslo/thon-hotel-bristol1/

I haven’t explored much of the city yet but there are some beautiful historical buildings, mostly repurposed.  It’s a gorgeous day so some nice photos.  I will eventually learn more about what I have photographed 🙂

norwegian blue skies

pretty government 😉

Tomorrow is Norway’s National Day, when Norway got its own constitution in 1814.  Yes, it is the 200th anniversary!

So tomorrow should be exciting – and I should learn something about Norwegian history I can share.  Maybe even why they kick ass at the Winter Olympics despite a population under five million 😉

The weather eventually turned on me but there were many glorious days filled with fluffy clouds, blue skies and the freshest air I’ve breathed in a very long time.  Norway can’t escape the bad habits of the rest of the planet – but it’s a great place to indulge in fantasies that we are not actually destroying the planet in real time…

 

apparently Mapplethorpe was a great photographer!

One of the delights of Paris is that culture is just normal and there is always something interesting to do that will provide new knowledge and insights.  So, fortified with a couple of Pierre Hermé macarons, it’s good to check out what events are on the culture calendar during your visit.

view from musee d'orsay

view from musee d’orsay

There will be too many to squeeze them all in.  This visit I decided to return to the musée d’orsay and musèe rodin as they are two of my favourites.  Apparently the musée d’orsay has recently completed a major renovation, which makes it even more appealing.  It is my favourite museum in Paris.

http://www.musee-orsay.fr/en/home.html

While I was in Paris, there was a special Van Gogh exhibit.  He is one of my favourite painters so it was exciting to see extra works on display.  The exhibit twinned him with Artaud, another tortured artist.  The theme was whether society drove Van Gogh to suicide.

The exhibit included the same 40 paintings exhibited in 1947 when Artaud posited that Van Gogh’s exceptional lucidity made lesser minds uncomfortable and they prevented him from uttering certain “intolerable truths” and found his painting disturbing.  This public rejection drove him to suicide.

Whether you think Artaud is correct or not, the exhibit featured some great paintings and it provided context on what it was like to be Van Gogh when he was a painter doing stuff that society at the time considered weird – and possibly disturbing – rather than the pop icon on the coffee mugs.

You wonder what these dudes would have thought of the incredible late 20th century monetization of their art…

I love the musée rodin almost as much as the musée d’orsay.  It is only a short walk away and has an even more provocative exhibition on right now.  It’s another pairing – Auguste Rodin and Robert Mapplethorpe (on until September 21st).

http://www.musee-rodin.fr/

mapplethorpe

mapplethorpe

I have heard of Mapplethorpe, but only in the context of photos of naked people that shocked a lot of Americans.  Some of the stuff is a little out there but his skill with a camera is unmistakeable.  And the exhibition is fascinating as Rodin sculpted a lot of pretty naked people.  Somehow in marble it doesn’t seem to shock the same way…

There are a number of different themes but they pair the

rodin

rodin

Mapplethorpe photos with the Rodin sculptures to prove Mapplethorpe’s thesis that he was a sculptor who used a camera.

If you get lucky, you will have as glorious a day as I did.  That is definitely when you want to go to the musée Rodin. It’s worth checking out the museum if you have never been but the really glorious part is the gardens.

the glorious gardens

the glorious gardens

“The Kiss” is indoors but “The Thinker”, “The Three Shades”, “The Burghers of Calais” and the incredible “Gates of Hell” are all out in the garden.

Neither of them sound like men whose behaviour you would advise your children to emulate but they were great artists.  You don’t have to date them – you can just admire their art 😉

p.s. it’s over now but I was wowed last

great photography on the quai!

great photography on the quai!

September by a world photography exhibit on the Quai de Branly – I think it’s an annual event.  Really worth checking out.

http://www.photoquai.fr/2013/en/photoquai-2013/presentation-by-the-president-of-the-musee-du-quai-branly/

 

 

what do tourists do in Paris???

Shop apparently!!!  I had no idea Galèries Lafayette is the second most visited tourist attraction in Paris (just behind the Louvre!)  Of course, I am shopping in Paris so totally understand the appeal.

http://www.galerieslafayette.com/

It does explain why the ground floor at Galèries Lafayette is a madhouse – and why I stood in line for almost two hours to buy a purple Longchamp bag last year.  Never buy Longchamp at Galèries Lafayette!  Go to the flagship store on Faubourg St Honoré instead.

http://ca.longchamp.com/

If you don’t have a lot of time, though, Galèries Lafayette is Paris shopping in a nutshell.  The temple to shoes on the -1 level is especially worth a visit – the best selection of the Paris department stores – and Pierre Hermé macarons as extra enticement (the tax-free desk is also conveniently located on this level 😉

wandering between banks :)

wandering between banks 🙂

I am wearing my funky new shoes as I type this.  They didn’t have my size at Galèries Lafayette but on my scoping mission I knew I could also get them at Printemps 🙂  They are from accessoire diffusion – fake snakeskin loafers stamped in lurid purple, fuschia and aqua – no snake looks like that of course but I am sure there is some young fashionista python out there wishing she looked like my shoes 🙂

http://departmentstoreparis.printemps.com/

There are two reasons I always shop for shoes in Paris.  The first is that you have a lot greater choice of wild styling.  The second is the assortment of medium-prized brands that deliver quality and style at a non-designer price point.  accessoire diffusion is one of my favourite mid-price French labels.  Others to look out for – parallèle, carel, JB Martin, Elizabeth Stuart, mirorquines.

http://www.accessoire-diffusion.com/

These posts tend to have a mind of their own but this one has focused on shopping so I am going to stay there.  Paris is one of the world’s shopping meccas.  The others are London and New York.  Hong Kong might also fit that profile but I haven’t been there for decades, back when I had no spare cash so I generally got out of the six story malls as fast as possible 🙂

As already noted, if you don’t have much time, hitting one of the Paris department stores provides a mini version of everything the city has to offer.  I think it’s good to hit at least one department store to find brands that appeal and then you can look for freestanding stores to get more of a good thing.

Nowadays, most brands have a presence on both the right and left bank so you can choose.  The left was my first love and I would highly encourage you to explore it. The best things to buy in Paris are shoes, perfume, lingerie, food and alcohol (wine, cognac, armanagac…)

If shoes are your thing, check out rue de Grenelle and rue du Dragon (where I found a shop for annabel

how they look...

how they look…

winship – a new discovery and very worth checking out – I now own black suede peep-toe medium heel pumps strewn with multi-coloured stars and embossed in gold – Paris shoes for sure 😉  Rue de Buci will ignite your appetite.  Rue St Sulpice offers lots of options for cool Parisian chic that won’t break the bank.

http://www.annabelwinship.com/collections.html

Most of my greatest discoveries in Paris have come from wandering… the French do retail better than any other nation.  They know how to display goods.  The salespeople actually engage with the customers – and refold the sweaters immediately!  And each purchase is lovingly wrapped often with great fanfare.  It’s retail from a distant time when purchases were infrequent and memorable.

Paris is slow fashion.  It is retail as theatre.  It’s moments like the salesperson at Printemps admiring the shoes you are wearing – as you try on the python fashionista ensemble.  I said, “they are Kurt Geiger from London.  I have worn them so much there are holes in the toes.”  But it will be tough to throw them away.  I had a gay guy want to trade shoes with me in a wine shop one day.  Maybe he was a straight guy who really liked shoes 🙂  But gay guys admiring your shoes is much more fashion cred.

http://www.kurtgeiger.com/brands/kurt-geiger-london.html

You, too, could have fashion cred.  Just buy your shoes in Paris 😉 Or London…

p.s. Kurt Geiger shoes are black velvet smoking slippers adorned with spikes that look like very chic medieval weapons…

 

croze-hermitage for the price of a beer!

It’s hard not to love Paris.  Of course, it helps when it feels like home 🙂  When the out of commission billet machine at Arts & Metiers station is no problem because you still have a ticket from your last visit eight months ago…

You pull out the map briefly to check if it is left or right from the hotel and in less than five minutes you

Paris sans instagram!!!

Paris sans instagram!!!

are on the incredible Paris métro.  You discovered last year the hotel is conveniently on the metro line direct to Printemps and one stop away from Galèries Lafayette.

In the past I have always shunned Galèries Lafayette and still think Le Bon Marché is more charming but, if you are into shoes, Paris is your city and the basement of Galèries Lafayette the perfect gateway drug…

Being famous for my shoes, I have shopped for shoes all over the world – how I discovered Paris was the best city.  And what is cool about Galèries Lafayette is that it represents what I love about shoe shopping in Paris.  There are famous brands with dizzying prices to match the killer heels around the periphery but there are also lots of creative, well-crafted, more reasonably priced options in the middle of the 21st shoe temple.

I have just arrived in Paris so this was a scouting mission.  Too many objects to lust over on just a brief visit but luckily I need to haul my suitcase through a few more train stations and airports before I leave Europe so some restraint needs to be exercised!

I am not yet sure in which order I will post my scribblings but I have two visits to both Paris and Amsterdam on the clock, neither of which has been fully reported.

Sadly I saw some cool exhibitions in Paris last year, which I meant to promote in the moment to encourage further visitation but the time has now passed so no taunting allowed.  One of the cool things I did last September CAN be repeated – and I am doing it so the endorsement is notable.

If you read my ramblings on a regular basis, you will note that I am very fickle 🙂  In life I am the opposite and have friendships spanning decades to prove my commitment.  But I love cities and interesting hotels.  So I am always trying to mix it up.  A new neighborhood.  A new design.  A new concept.

A hotel has to be pretty awesome to warrant a second visit 🙂  But last year I ran through Paris, primarily on Sunday and Monday.  I do not recommend it.

not a typical hotel

not a typical hotel

Jules and Jim is in the Marais, a neighborhood I have flirted with but never fully explored.  And the hotel is one of most memorable I have visited.  When you rock up at the impromptu front desk and the cute boy says in his charming English, “you must be Marla”, you wonder “is this the hipster Claridges?”

http://www.hoteljulesetjim.com/en/

Pretty much.  The rooms are petite but perfectly designed.  You get Molton Brown products and free wi-fi.  I know from last year you can hang out at the bar with a serious budding mixologist who is thrilled to ply you with his innovative (and excellent) cocktail creations.  (His name is Antoine).

There is wall art in the form of shrubbery – and art installations worthy of the Pompidou.  It is a hotel where the hotel is part of your Parisian experience.  George V service at a fraction of the cost 😉

I am writing this in one of those ubiquitous Parisian brasseries.  The food was decent.  The atmosphere is historic (in a good way – retro ceiling fixtures, advertisements from the art nouveau period plastered to the walls and menus on chalkboards).

But the real treat is the wine.  There were options.  Normally I peruse the wine list with a discerning eye and maybe even a Wine Spectator vintage chart…

But what is so amazing in Paris is that generally there is no “vin rouge” but nor is there a specific wine producer, let alone a vineyard or vintage.

You order a Croze-Hermitage and see what happens.  A little magic it appears.  It came in a plain bottle.  I have no idea what it is – besides Croze-Hermitage.

But it’s delicious – and the same price as a beer in Amsterdam.  Paris, je t’aime 😉

 

it’s not easy being deutsch ;)

I am still feeling a little shell-shocked by the World Cup.  In the best possible way of course 😉  I have already publicly declared my support for die Mannschaft 🙂

go deutschland!!!

go deutschland!!!

But they were playing Messi!  And, as expected, I had to remember not to hold my breath for 124ish minutes.  As I’ve previously acknowledged, I was lured into (world) football by lust – and friendship.  It was a way to connect, but I also loved the concept of a true world game and the potential that offered for connection between cultures.

So it’s been an unexpected journey since 2002 when a Canadian friend who had grown up in Iran first introduced me to the concept.  It took a couple World Cups before that hmmm…interesting grew into anything further.

rodz alpen house

my world cup coach 🙂

But now that I am a Whitecaps seasons’ ticket holder bringing along boys who will teach me the game, my first serious World Cup was a revelation.  Because I now cared, I needed a team and my long, complicated history with the Deutsch meant they had to be my team.  Luckily one of my friends was also supporting Germany so it provided an extra level of engagement. As I told Rodz, it would not have been the same without him.  There is something magical about the fan experience.

My fascination and respect for the Germans has spanned decades and is more novella than blog post.  Just a few highlights on the journey to die Mannschaft…

I grew up in the 80s when the Germans seemed to understand economics so much better than North America so I was soft on them at a young age 🙂  Then my arrival in Deutschland happened to coincide with the Berlin Wall falling…

People, Germans CAN get emotional 😉  And that is how I met them.  One of my young memories was wishing I could speak German!  Because I was missing out on the whole story.

berlin wall

the wall comes down… jurgen and the bear named snuff 🙂

The beginning also of my love affair with the Dutch.  That is how I met some now middle aged guy named Jurgen I would love to connect with as he is the most incredible memory for me of November 1989.  Because, of course, the Dutch speak so many languages – and he had skipped school to come to Berlin – and tried to negotiate with the dudes sporting guns on the top of the wall to pose with the stuffed bear I was carrying around Europe as a mascot…

That experience played a big part in me falling in love with a German guy years later…

And so it goes… and how I learned it’s not so easy being German (another subject worthy of a novella)… I look like I am… and was happy to fly the flag.

They represented many of the things I love about the Deutsch.  They played as a team.  They had a plan and stayed focused.  They looked for opportunities and then brought their special sauce to capitalize.

I can’t quite believe the team I picked for my first World Cup has won 🙂  Vielen dank!!!  It is not easy watching soccer in Vancouver.  Very few people care.  It was hard to just go home after such a historic victory so I thought I would try for a celebratory beer at a bar sporting a German flag (we had watched it at the Commodore courtesy of the White Caps).

It ended up being a perfect ending.  Wearing a jersey and having a German flag sticking out of your purse will help you connect 🙂  So, ended the wonderful day connecting with some German tourists.  They taught me a new word – Weltmeister.

So true…Messi tried… Schweinsteiger manned up big time… and a couple of substitutes won the World Cup…

Götze – you make me inspired to perfect the “o” umlaut – the hardest thing for an English speaker to say properly.  Handing off from Klose… wow!  And Schürrle deserves a lot of love (a game of umlauts apparently 😉 … and Neuer – mein Gott!

But everyone played a part… it was a team victory over the entire tournament.  Face it – Germany has its shit together 🙂

Why it is not a generally beloved country… but go meet some Germans.  I have met a lot and, almost uniformly, they are amazing people with a dark, wicked sense of humour.  What are you gonna do when most people think you are a Nazi? 😉

Ich liebe Deutschland – not just today 😉  And Müller… also mein Gott!  But it couldn’t have been done without Lahm, özil, Podolski, Hummels, Khedira, Kroos, Boeateng…

I will need a new jersey for 2018 😉  But I will paint an extra star on this one as proof I believed from the beginning 😉

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