Norway is expensive (as I have previously mentioned and re-mentioned), so I am now buying socks from the H&M children department – believe it or not, the clothes are cheaper. I am now the proud owner of FIVE pairs of striped socks. it makes me look rather indie.
look at me, I’m indie!
[note: the title of this post is obviously NOT a reference to the smiths.]
fantastic.
I went to see Kings of Convenience at Hulen (there’s a review and a few photos here) and I got my picture taken with the guy who accompanied them on the bass, not because I am a celebrity person, but simply because he was making the funniest faces in the world so Essie and I laughed the whole gig through.
he looks like a psycho!
on our way back we saw the cutest hedgehog in the WORLD. at first the girls thought it was a rat, until I said,
wait, it’s a little too slow to be a rat
I rushed towards it to take a picture and I wanted to take it home SO bad.
why doesn’t everyone look like a hedgehog? the world would be a better place…
oh and here’s a picture of my first ever club stamp in Norway.
celebration.
Saturday night we celebrated baby-Etienne’s birthday.
we got him an awesome balloon that Hiroki couldn’t help but start playing with straight away. (I think his biggest dream is to join Cirque du Soleil.)
on the other side, it reads “I [heart] Étienne” but people seemed to enjoy playing with the Porno side more.
andrew+random unidentified facial expression
After dinner, Étienne got his presents. For the unwrapping ceremony, he was handed the magnificent “polka dot birthday shirt”.
for a suicidal Étienne
for a horny Étienne
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last friday was too sunny for us NOT to hang out outside and pretend we’re at the beach. towels, books, music, and SUNGLASSES.
amazing, right?
don’t diss Bergen!
the weirdest thing happened to me today.
I have been hugged by a norwegian.
If you know anything about Norway and the people here, you probably also know that sober girls who are in like, ONE of your classes and who you have only small-talked with do NOT hug you in the middle of the day.
That just doesn’t happen.
but it’s happened to me! oh my. it was so cute, I thought I should write about it.
:)
so much to write about, so little time.
I shall start with news #1, which is that I am going to see Kings of Convenience in a few days. Kristine got me a ticket last week, and Patrick is coming as well.
this week has been insane at university. The Sound and Silence seminar was really good, but 6 lectures in a row (with only 5-minute breaks in-between, and 40 minutes for lunch) is a little too much for my tiny brain to concentrate on. The first speaker talked about John Cage, it was really interesting and thorough. Another lecturer rushed us through Yoko Ono, John Cage, Rauschenberg, Heidegger, Bruce Nauman, Victor Turner, the liminal space, and back to Yoko Ono in a little over 40 minutes – it was absolutely insane. the two lectures this morning were really good – the second one was amazing. It was beautiful as well as interesting and it got my brain working and thinking so much of a million things, I felt so much more perceptive to the outside world.
As for Fantoft life, we are getting used to sitting around in the C/D Block kitchens late at night talking about a billion different things. It took me a while last night to believe that it really was 5am, and that I really should be getting to sleep since I had to get up at 8. And because Fantoft is such an exciting place where adventures take place everyday, Ana and I decided to defrost our fridge three days ago. Our kitchen was half-flooded, courtesy of melting ice, and, after hours of me using a nail as an icebreaker, Texas Chainsaw Massacre-style, we removed a gigantic piece of ice from our freezer.
Score!
there’s a lot of people around at the moment, school has started and is good – guest lecturers from scandinavia and the united states, tutorials, my computer has been fixed (I need to make muffins for the technicians who fixed it and made it sound all pretty. now I have a norwegian keyboard though, it’s funny).
the sun is shining, I miss messengerbird..
the seagulls are quieter than in Trondheim, but bigger.
Yesterday I saw a man getting his hat blown away by the wind…
today was a pretty sunny day – believe it or not. we went on an IKEA excursion with Patrick – because that’s what cool kids do – after which Anna and I decided to undertake a HIKE in the mountains. okay, fine. not much of a hike, more like a little excursion with the fløibanen to the top of a mountain and back, with a tad bit of walking in-between. on our way there, we met some crazy norwegians; by the time we got back into town, we realised that all norwegians are crazy. they go jogging in the mountains, they flash past you with their mountain bikes and almost run you over, fast enough to give you a heart attack.
these guys are obviously sexy.
around Fløyen, there were a lot of lakes.
this place really reminded us of a lake close to Flisa.
we saw a duck. it was cute and lonely.
lake number 2 was so much better than lake number 1 – but there were no ducks there. buy us some?
a bear tried to strangle Anna with its huge wooden paws.
I obviously had to show off my climbing-down-without-falling-into-the-water skills.
good, eh?
lake number 3, lake number 4
we went to a random hut that was closed and checked out rusty nails and wooden boards and a spider making its web for ages.
I was three years old when this was etched in the wood…
the view was lovely…
and so was the sunshine.
it tends to make up for the shitty, rainy days..
Bergen was sunny again yesterday.
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