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.
:)