…I very well may not have run today up Mount Floyen. This Mt. Floyen—in Bergen, Norway.

Within three days, I’d begun considering the trip seriously. Within a week, I had my ticket.

Serendipitously, but taking me by surprise, I soon met a gorgeous women’s half marathon champion and we’ve been messaging every day-all day ever since.

Life works in mysterious ways.

Without the break-up, I may not be smelling a chimney’s smoke wafting from this enchanting little neighborhood as I eat my vegan chocolate brownie and drink a chai latte.

I may not be strolling around this endearing city, first established around a millennia ago. Vegan burger joints (at least two). Surprising diversity of foods and peoples, including a large Ethiopian-Eritrean population. Safe, quiet streets. Wonderful air, deep blue and even turquoise sky. Pure water.

Fjords. Seven Mountains watching over the city of Bergen. This is Norway.