A duty
So eventually I've found myself a job. Through a temp agency nevertheless, but it's still a full-time job. I work in the duty free shop at the airport in Oslo (which is really not in Oslo but rather 30 min away) and tomorrow is my last day of training. It's a lot to think about with different currencies, regulations on liquids as hand luggage and how much you are allowed to buy of alcohol/cigarettes. But at least I have to use my brain so I won't be totally braindead by the time I leave. (And I get the chance to retrieve some lost brain cells because of binge drinking over the past year).
I'm sort of in a limbo at the moment. I'm just waiting for summer to kick in so I can start to wear my summer dresses. Most of my clothes are still in the suitcase as I can't really use much of it yet. I actually had to buy some more jumpers as the weather is not exactly the best. So yeah, I miss Australia!
