My other home

I've decided to write in English for the next couple of months so my non-Norwegian friends can catch up on my adventures here.

The flight back home was incredibly boring. I met no hot guys, no friendly old people and there were a lot of nagging families. I usually like to have an aisle seat but as the plane was full booked I was stuck with my window seat. I find it better to be bothered by people that need to pee rather than me being the annoying one. But I was so happy with my window seat when I realised the lady sitting next to me was fully pregnant and went to the toilet every 10 minutes. Goddamn, I would have hated her if I had the aisle seat! Well, that was the most interesting part of the flight so as you can tell it was a bloody boring portion of my life.

I landed around 11.30AM so I had plenty of the day left. I never feel tired when I come back to Norway so I decided to go and see a Blymandag, a stand-up thing, with some friends. It was fun, fun, fun and as my best friend, Else, was a part of the show I nearly wet myself laughing. God, she's hilarious!

Kari-Anne met me with the Norwegian flag and a welcome home poster and she made me feel really loved. Bless her!

It was really nice to be in Oslo again. Even though Melbourne is my favourite city it will always be something extraordinary about Oslo. I'm not done with Australia, but some part of me crave for Oslo again.










Anette and me











Me and my cousin Cathrine













Alexander AKA Odd













Showtime











Eline and me













Welcome home, Vera!