Following the dream from Oslo to Bergen. The story of one Ukrainian tourist (part 1) Sometimes our dreams don’t come true and even more often they come true not how we want or when we don’t want it an

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Following the dream from Oslo to Bergen. The story of one Ukrainian tourist (part 1) Sometimes our dreams don’t come true and even more often they come true not how we want or when we don’t want it anymore. When I told my hostel neighbor from Norway that I was going to visit Bergen for one day, he answered: good luck, the main thing is that there wouldn’t be rain, because it rains 350 days a year there. Bergen met me with 12 °C after 30 °C in Oslo and with a rain which luckily ended quickly. Having mustered up my courage and convinced myself that is not cold in 12 °C being in a dress, because I'm in Bergen, I left the railway station and went to the city. 8 a.m. – there is almost no one on the streets, only a piercing sea breeze, to hide from which is possible only in narrow streets. So, moving slowly from one building to another I waited for the opening of stores and bought a sweater. Now with great confidence and without chattering of teeth I reached the seafront for a ticket to my dream – a 3-hour ferry trip to the fjords. Cute redhead girl in the tourist center says that a cruise ferry leaves at 2 p.m., gives me a map of the city, marking the most interesting historical spots on it. The ferry trip is in 3 hours, so I am following the map. Bright wooden houses, an ancient cathedral, and suddenly from the corner - a fortress. The fortress museum, where the staff is dressed in medieval costumes, offers an excursion for half an hour. It is 1 p.m., the seafront is nearby. The group has not been gathered, and the guide gives me a personal tour of the castle rooms: here is a hall for celebrations, here is the king's bedroom, right here near the window in the XIII century he signed papers, because candles were not used too much - the city burned 11 times in its history. 1.40 p.m. - I apologize that I have to go, the guide apologizes that he has spoken so much and delayed me. 1.45 p.m. - there is no redhead girl in the tourist center, instead of her there is a slow lady who is telling the same slow old couple about the big cruise tour. I cannot wait more and ask if it is possible to buy a ticket for 2 p.m. ferry trip. The lady is surprised: you need another company on the opposite side of the pier... (to be continued).

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Following the dream from Oslo to Bergen. The story of one Ukrainian tourist (part 1)

Sometimes our dreams don’t come true and even more often they come true not how we want or when we no longer want them. When I told my hostel neighbor from Norway that I was going to visit Bergen for one day, he answered: "good luck, the main thing is that it won't rain, because it rains 350 days a year there"*. Bergen met me with 12 °C after 30 °C in Oslo and with a rain which luckily ended quickly. Having mustered up my courage and convinced myself that being in a dress in 12 °C is not cold because I'm in Bergen, I left the railway station and went to the city. 8 a.m. – there is almost no one on the streets, only a piercing sea breeze, impossible to hide from in narrow streets. So, moving slowly from one building to another I waited for the stores to open and bought a sweater. Now with great confidence and without chattering teeth I reached the seafront for a ticket to my dream – a 3-hour ferry trip to the fjords.

A cute redheaded girl in the tourist center says that a cruise ferry leaves at 2 p.m., gives me a map of the city, marking the most interesting historical spots on it. The ferry trip is in 3 hours, so I follow the map. Bright wooden houses, an ancient cathedral, and suddenly from the corner - a fortress. The fortress museum, where the staff are dressed in medieval costumes, offers a half hour excursion. It is 1 p.m., the seafront is nearby. The group has not been gathered, and the guide gives me a personal tour of the castle rooms: here is the banquet hall, here the king's bedroom, right here near the window in the XIII century he signed papers, because candles were used sparingly - the city burned 11 times in its history. 1.40 p.m. - I apologize that I have to go, the guide apologizes that he has spoken so much and delayed me. 1.45 p.m. - the tourist center redhead is gone, and instead is a slow lady who is telling a slower old couple about the big cruise tour. I cannot wait any longer and ask if it is possible to buy a ticket for 2 p.m. ferry trip? The lady is surprised: you need the other company on the opposite side of the pier... (to be continued).

*If this is what he answered?

Very well written if a little unclear in parts.

Following the dream from Oslo to Bergen. The story of one Ukrainian tourist (part 1)

Sometimes our dreams don’t come true and even more often they come true not how we want them to or when we don’t want them anymore (OR we no longer want them)

. When I told my hostel neighbor from Norway that I was going to visit Bergen for one day, he answered, "Good luck." The main concern is that there wouldn’t be rain, because it rains 350 days a year there. Bergen met me with (a temperature of) 12 °C after 30 °C in Oslo and with a rain which luckily ended quickly. Having mustered up my courage and convinced myself that, because I'm in Bergen, 12 °C is not cold for someone in a dress, I leave* (see note below) the railway station and went into the city. It's 8 a.m. – there is almost no one on the streets, only a piercing sea breeze, and the only way to protect myself from this breeze is to walk through narrow streets. So, moving slowly from one building to another I wait for the opening of stores and bought a sweater. Now with great confidence and no chattering of teeth I reach the seafront for a ticket to my dream – a 3-hour ferry trip to the fjords.

A cute redhead girl in the tourist center says that a cruise ferry leaves at 2 p.m., gives me a map of the city, marked with the most interesting historical spots on it. The ferry trip is in 3 hours, so I am following the map. Bright wooden houses, an ancient cathedral, and suddenly on/around the corner - a fortress. The fortress museum, where the staff is dressed in medieval costumes, offers a half-hour tour. It is 1 p.m., the seafront is nearby. No group gathers, and the guide gives me a personal tour of the castle rooms: here is a hall for celebrations, here is the king's bedroom, right here near the window in the XIII century he signed papers, because the candles were forbidden - the city burned 11 times in its history. 1.40 p.m. - I apologize that I have to go, the guide apologizes that he has spoken so much and delayed me. 1.45 p.m. - there is no redhead girl in the tourist center, instead, of her there is a slow lady who is telling a similarly slow old couple about the big cruise tour. I cannot wait any longer and ask if it is possible to buy a ticket for the 2 p.m. ferry trip. The lady is surprised: you need to go to the company on the opposite side of the pier... (to be continued).

Note:
*when telling a story, we often use the present tense (instead of the past tense). You did this half the time; I just changed all the verbs to the present tense for consistency.

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