After four hours of driving quietly over the mountains, a lot of bewildered driving in Bergen's town center and ten minutes of packing we were all set. We took a well deserved break at Vågen Cafe with a friend and a former roommate. Although all of us know that I no longer officially live in Bergen, none of us felt the goodbye blues when saying goodbye. We know that we will see each other again in no time.
(That being said, I'm going to miss the perfect brownies that my sweet roommate Mari so frequently bakes, and not to mention our almost daily discussions about cultural anthropology.)