This morning we set sail from Balestrand towards Bergen. At breakfast Conor busted us. He's been on a huge juice kick while were in Norway, which is made worse by the fact the locals are really proud of an unfiltered apple cider from fjord apples. It's delicious, but also ubiquitous. We've been combating this by cutting the juice with water. First 50/50, then less and less. Apparently this morning we took it too far. Conor took a sip if his juice and said "This is not whole juice. I want whole juice!"
I was cold and overcast as we got underway so we tried to enjoy what sun we could find on the fly bridge.
Conor really wanted to take pictures.
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| I gave him some pointers |
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| He got to work |
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| The artist's work |
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| Having used all of his creative energy up he asked for blankets and an iPad. |
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| Once the rain started we went below. |
