Sun is shining
In the words of the great Bob Marley: Sun is shining, weather is sweet. Makes me wanna move, my dancing feet….
Really, there is something very special happening in the city of Bergen when the sun decides to appear on the sky. It is like a refreshing breath of calm. People stop running, stress seems distant, smiles and tan replaces the normaly grey faces one sees. And then you discover that this is the real pace of life. This is how it should be. Time should first and foremost be spent in a park with friends, it shouldn’t be a rarety but rather a habit.
In the rain and the dark small problems grow big. In the sun big problems are trivialised and put to rest with laughs in the park.
Is this a world wide phenomanea? Or is it something specific to the town of Bergen? Where the sun almost never shines, but when it does, we sure know how to make the best of it! Sometimes I wonder if maybe we are descendents of the south american azteks, we both worship the sun as the greatest source of life.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go outside and drink coffee in the sun. Every other task seems trivial to me at the moment 
