travel blog..
March 26, 2008 by girl

beer for breakfast

(title obviously not a reference to a Replacements song, by the way.)

we had breakfast.

it was good.
also the sun was shining and we were listening to spring music (the shins, the beatles, belle and sebastian, nina simone).

we made gorgeous salad for lunch – hooray!

today I’m going to finish up my skirt, so I can show it off.
the air smells like spring.

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March 26, 2008 by girl

good plans

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March 25, 2008 by girl

high on life

so the past days (actually, pretty much since roomie came back) I’ve been on a crazy sugar high, meaning I got very little sleep but a lot of sunshine – it’s still cold out, but sunny enough for us to decide to spontaneously make churros and enjoy them for breakfast outside on the grass snow.

churros and coffee!

blankets, a perfectly blue sky above our heads..

frida, revisited


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March 25, 2008 by girl

speed of film

it’s skies like this that make the world a thousand times more beautiful.

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March 24, 2008 by girl


ah, the joy of facebook picture-tags – someone I don’t know just uploaded this. yes, I am very in love with that man. and no, I obviously don’t mind the fact that he is a trizzillion years old.

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March 23, 2008 by girl


I got a little chocolate bunny from Ana so that made Easter suck a little less.

(I really wanted to not be stuck at Fantoft, be in Oslo or Stavanger instead… well, I guess you don’t always get what you want.)

Happy Easter!

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March 22, 2008 by girl

march 22nd

Happy birthday,


little sister!

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March 17, 2008 by girl

heart throbbing, waltz #2

an email from a friend yesterday reminded me that sometimes between people things just aren’t the same unless you’re both back ‘home’. for the first time since I’m away (july) I’ve had, for a split second, a small heartthrob thinking that I really do miss him and that distance-friendship is hard to keep.
if you read this, please know you’ll be (along with my favorite ice queen) the first person I’ll share an iced mocca with once I’m in Vienna. we can talk about love affairs and complain about the world and hug each other until we choke.

miss you both so much..

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March 16, 2008 by girl

Finse, 02 (day by day)

Sunday, day one:
after almost missing my train (I arrived at the station exactly seven minutes before my train left) and the raised eyebrows of the couple sitting with me in the train after I accidentally dropped the milk container into my cup of coffee, I got to Finse. Getting off the train I felt a little confused, because all there was around was the platform and a hotel. a few little houses scattered here and there but nothing else. I heard two girls speaking english and recognised one of them, carrie, because I’d checked out her website the previous day. Anyway, turns out that both carrie and laura were going to be in the snow sculpture workshop; we were given the key to the steinboliger – our home sweet home for the week – and dropped off our bags into our rooms. I, of course, picked the crazy room with the broken lock, no drawers, but a nice view on the frozen, snowy lake…

I lived at number five :)

we had to wait for everybody to arrive, and it was already 6pm with dinner scheduled at 9, so we bummed around the hotel lobby (where our base/hangout would be for the rest of the week) sort of getting to know each other.

Monday morning started off at 7:30am, with breakfast at 8, a little discussion about our expectations for the workshop after that, and then we got our skis (yes, the only way to move from one place to the other was to ski..) and went for a ‘walk’ around the area.


By tuesday, I’d already decided that I was going to build an igloo!

work in progress


the igloo lit from the inside..

pretty dinosaur

dino head. I want to hug him!

candle holders in the snow.

[to be continued..]

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March 16, 2008 by girl

sunday morning

After the early mornings in Finse, I am not used anymore to getting up later than 9am. I woke up twice this morning, and finally got up at 8, looked out of the window and saw that it was beautifully sunny, so I quickly got dressed, picked up my mp3 player, put a book in my pocket and an apple in the other, and went for a little morning walk around here. I was at the cemetery – it was nice and quiet, except for the occasional person walking his/her dog. Finally I settled on top of a little hill in storeveitmarken to eat my apple and read a bit of Murakami’s Hard-boiled Wonderland or the End of the World.
It was a good morning, got back around 10am and had breakfast (alone, because roomie is gone again..) with my book.

As I’m writing these lines the sky is grey again and I’m listening to Elton John – kind of glad I took the opportunity to get out this morning:)

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