Posts Tagged ‘Life’
Syttende mai
Posted on: May 18, 2013
I should sleep. I can’t remember when I last slept more than five hours a night.
But I just have to share some pictures from today.
My third May 17th in Norway. Norway’s Constitution Day.
This year I celebrated with my two new roomies and some of their friends, with bubbly for breakfast…
AND lunch…
before I spent the last couple of hours of the day at work, which is always exciting on this day.
Looking back, a lot is the same from when I first arrived Oslo, May 2011, but at the same time so much has changed.
Guess we need these check points to see where’ve been…
and where we’re going.
Give up the ghost
Posted on: May 16, 2013
If I never see your face again
If I never find the words
That sifts jewels out of sand
Then that’s just how it goes
New constellations will form
Like lovers do
Sleepyhappy
Posted on: May 12, 2013
Just chillin’ out in my new apartment after a couple of eventful days.
This weekend I worked at the best job I’ve ever had,
with colleagues I call my friends,
got a bottle of cava from my managers for receiving good guest feedback,
hung out with my best friend who was here to visit,
moved out from one apartment & moved into another,
partied until six in the morning,
slept a few hours on the first couch I’ve ever owned,
had home made pizza and wine with my new Icelandic flatmates,
talked about life and its amazing potentials,
partied a little more,
slept another few hours on the couch,
talked to mom and daydreamed about our upcoming trip to Italy,
went to the gym,
made butternut soup and watched old episodes of Friends
in a place I plan to stay for a while.
The words will be simple
Posted on: May 6, 2013
One day I will find the right words,
and they will be simple.
Jack Kerouac – The Dharma Bums
No sweat for a Swede in Oslo
Posted on: May 1, 2013
I’m still amazed by how easy things are for us Swedes in Norway.
We are attractive employees and tenants, in a foreign country where we can speak our own language and make more money than we would anywhere else in the World.
I’m almost ashamed to admit that the only two minus; the lack of food culture and the high prices, can be fixed with a quick trip across the Swedish border.
So on Saturday, spontaneously, as everything these days, me and a girlfriend borrowed a car and drove 1,5 half over to Strömstad, a little seaside town on the East coast of Sweden where we packed the car with food and booze.
The next day, Sunday, my friend threw a brunch party that inspired to more spontaneous madness.
Monday, I went to see about a room in a shared apartment I had just found out about. It was perfect and I instantly got a great connection with the other tenants, two Icelandic women.
Tuesday they called and told me i was the chosen one and asked if I could come sign the contract the same day.
Tomorrow, I’ll have the keys! 
As for the room I’ve stayed in for the last month there is nothing wrong with it but this new place was just a better deal. I get both a bedroom and a living room in one of the most attractive areas of Oslos, right on the square of Grunerlökka for the same price.
I need someone to take over my old room as soon as possible but just after sending out a simple message on the Facebook group “Swedes in Oslo” tonight I had about twenty replies in 10 minutes.
Too easy.
#47. Alfred Hall – Wilderness
Posted on: May 1, 2013
Artist/Band: Alfred Hall
Album: Wilderness
Country: Norway
Released: 1 March, 2013
Favorite tracks: ALL – from beginning to end!
Not only is Wilderness one of the best debut albums I have ever come across (their perfectly balanced, breezy sound is something bands spend years trying to find) but more so, this album provided a beautifully soft landing for me, as I returned to Norway in cold mid-March.
This music is what I missed during my trip but perhaps that makes it even more special. It builds a bridge between those wild travelling days and these beautiful homebound times.
Songs that speak of wild hearts, foreign coasts and feeling safe & sound.
Sounds like my life.
Someday
Posted on: May 1, 2013
Someday every step we never took
will show where we stood
So Bright – Alfred Hall
Music is in the air!
Posted on: April 17, 2013
After seven months of travelling without a chance to update my iPod I’ve been craving new music!
There were two things I missed more than anything during my time abroad.
Fresh air.
And Spotify.
(Friends and family are, after all, always in reach)
Needless to say, I’ve stayed up way too late with my Mac in my lap, getting lost in the endless labyrinth of songs, only to come out with the most amazing new discoveries, especially Scandinavian ones.
Norway’s Alfred Hall, Highasakite and Kid Astray.
Sweden’s Last Lynx, Mariam the Believer and NONONO.
I skip around town with headphones on, the early spring breeze in my face, feeling high on life!
Singing along:
This is your heart, it’s alive, it’s pumpin’ blood!
Women: we share, we care
Posted on: April 17, 2013
My friend at home calls me on a Sunday morning, crying.
Twenty minutes later I am in her kitchen.
She is feeling emotional and calls her boyfriend who is abroad but he doesn’t want to talk until he gets back, a month from now. She needs to stick it out.
❤
Meanwhile a friend in Oslo is going through a depression. She tells her boyfriend she needs him to just be there. But he doesn’t understand how.
On my way to her place I happen to pass by a flower stand and decide to run in and buy her a bouquet.
She realizes her boyfriend has never brought her flowers.
❤
In Switzerland my friend is sad, missing her boyfriend who is left in South Africa. She wants to talk, but the internet in Africa is slow and the connection is cut. Everything remains unspoken.
❤
Speaking to my friend in Stockholm her story tears up my heart. She met a man four years ago and they were crazy in love and planning her move down to his home country, when her dad got sick and she had to stay in Sweden to take care of him.
As her dad got worse, her boyfriend stopped answering her messages and just disappeared. Four years later, he gets in touch and asks her to come visit him. She gets on a plane across the world and they spend three weeks together. When she gets back home he disappears again.
And she is alone with all her thoughts and feelings.
❤
These are the stories we share, us women.
All this silent suffering caused by men,
we pour out and help each other carry.
We don’t always have the answers or know the right thing to say.
But we stay.
Holding on to anger
Posted on: April 17, 2013
Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.
Buddha
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