Hang on, aren't you supposed to be bankrupt? They must be... wait for it... trolling us!
Bergen? Uhm ok, I thought so but let me double check my boarding pass.
Do we have our first troll sighting?
Looks a bit like Wellington? Give it five minutes and the next rain deluge and gale will confirm your suspicion.
So let me get this straight, the Bergens are the bad guys and the trolls are good?
Prime trolling territory. No not X (formerly known as Twitter).
If trolls didn't build that I don't know who did!
Found them!
And another one! Don't you mean another three?
One of the great things about travel is how you get to sample the local produce, in this case line-caught fish from deep in the icy waters of the pristine fjords that surround the city.
Get your Viking on, it's time to set sail for the far reaches of the fjords.
Apparently you have to earn the horns for your helmet with epic feats of immense courage. Does carrying two hot coffees up to the deck count? Hey, it was a bit wavy you know?
Dad, is this where the Fillet-O-Fish came from? Uhm yeah, let's go with that.
Looks kind of Troll-y to me. Elon, are you home? Hello?
Confirming the official dimensions of a troll house.
All the way from South Fjord to North Fjord!
The crown jewels are well guarded!
Actually, they're not well guarded at all, it seems anyone can wander over the drawbridge.
Lucky Princess Elsa wasn't modelled off the real thing.
A condo with a dock on the fjord, now that's living.
See, Bergens and Trolls can get along.
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