Åndalsnes

A Rainy Start, a Golden Escape

Our stop in Andalsnes greeted us with the first wet day of our cruise. Undeterred, we donned our raincoats and ventured out into the charming little port village, shrouded in mist and drizzle. The famous gondola ride, disappearing into the clouds above, was tempting—but today, we left it to the imagination.

Kel, ever the adventurer, was briefly “captured” by a mischievous local troll before we made our daring escape aboard the Golden Train. As the train pulled away from the station, the skies began to part, revealing a touch of blue. By the time we reached the turnaround point in the picturesque winter paradise of Bjorli, the sun had broken through.

The return journey treated us to glimpses of Norway’s raw beauty—waterfalls cascading down steep escarpments, and gorges too vast to be fully captured from the carriage windows. A moody yet magical day on rails.

As we were returning to the ship the sky was bright for some harbour reflections and we could see to the top of the gondola.
Kel got out of bed to capture the midnight sun as we cruised to our next port.Okumaya devam et