Bergen, Gotta Luv it!

Thirty days:  Rain for 25 of them.
The last insult to June:  It was POOOORing the morning I left.  Not the light mist or drizzle I had come to accept, and I considered throwing out my shoes in Frankfurt.  I might, yet.

Don't know why the right shoe got so wet, or maybe I should say "I don't know how the left shoe stayed so dry!  HA
The airport is super efficient.  In years past I've taken a few shots, and maybe even this one:

Nice touch... let the people read and look at the clock.