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Oktoberfest – 200 Jahre!

Okey, time to tell the world about my experiences at Oktoberfest. Well. Where to start. As you might now, I travelled alone. First Daniel and me went to Schoonhoven and his family again. They are such a friendly family, and I slept there one night. No problems at all. I’ve felt very comfertable and welcomed every time I’ve been there, this time as well. You just got to like them! Sunday evening, Daniel got visit from a old friend. The three of us went out for a beer, at Schoonhoven’s local pub. It was. Intresting. Especially because of all the stories I got served from their childhood. (And me, who thought Daniel was such a nice boy. Man, I was wrong. Haha) Anyway, it was fun!

Monday, before my travel towards Münich started, i borrowed Tessa, Daniels sisters, bike, and went for a bikeride to Schoonhoven centrum. Even if it was rainy I made some awesome photos. Btw; Schoonhoven is ”eine zilverstadt” :P A nice place, for sure. Then my travel towards Münich started, first the bus to Utrecht, and then from Utrecth to Münich. 10 hours. During nighttime. Cool enough. If it hadn’t been so cold! I was freezing like an aussie would do in Norway, and thats pretty bad! But finally we were there. All I knew where that my hostel were a tent they set up only for Oktoberfest every year, and I also had the adress. Therefor I waved at a taxi, and told him to drive me there. The german taxidriver didn’t speak english, and me and my german isn’t that much to brag about. But. I think it was pretty cool. ’cause somehow we managed to communicate anyway. I understood more german then he understood english though. Anyway, he told me that, no. There were no hostel at this adress. Only partybars. I said he was wrong, and told him to drive me there anyway. When we finally got there, I saw nothing else than partypubs and bars everywhere! Really. Everywhere! In the middle of a industrie area. I got literally shocked, and had no idea what to do. The taxidriver said sorry, and asked if I wanted him to drive me back, or what I had in my mind. I think I looked very sad and disappointed when I said yes, drive me back. So he turned of his engine and went out to ask some random people. Suddenly he turns, smiles at me, and gives me thumbs up. When he get back in the taxi, he turnes of the taxtametre and says he know where it is. I’m sure we drove around for 15 minutes or so, before we finally found the tent in the middle of nowhere. Pjoh! It was a pretty big tent/hostel, and I’m sure there were over 1000 people there at the same time. Awesome!

Im not gonna give a detailed description of what happend the next 6 days, beacuse to be honest. I have no idea. Haha. Well. I know what i did. But I have no idea which day it was. But first of all. I met Kara from Australia. A girl I first met in Prague when I were there in February. Kinda cool to catch up again! I also met her boyfriend Cliff, they were really awesome! Togheter with them I met their friends and their friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends. It was coolio. Really look forward to my Australia adventure to begin, where I for sure will meet them again! The last days I also met Daniel, Job and Marchezza again. The dutchies I lived with in Rotterdam. It was really awesome! We had alot of fun, especially me and Daniel at Kultfabrik Saturdaynight. Whitout saying anything more about that ;) Whitout these people which I knew from before, I made alot of new friends. From all over the world! I can mention people from Ireland, Spain, Germany, Netherlands, USA, Sweden, Italy, France, Canada, Australia, Israel and England. Some of them will I for sure stay in touch with, others were just during those days. It was alot of fun anyways!

And. Not to forget. Celebrating birthday at Oktoberfest was awesome! The 29th of September, I went to a pubcrawl, where I met some people I also had met the day before. I had ofcourse told them that my birthday were the 30th, so when the time went over midnight, I got surprised by everyone suddenly starting to sing the birthdaysong! It was so cool, but also a bit embarassing. Haha. During this party I got alot of free beers, but the coolest ”present” was a shot called B52. I’ve heard about it before, but never seen it, or tryed it. So when the bartender came to us with two shots on FIRE, I got really freaked out! I cant shot that! Its fucking on fire! But they convinced me, no problemo. Just put in the straw and shot it fast! Everything! And I did it! Yay! On our way to another bar, we met two drunk buddies, and two of the people I was with said to them, ”hey guys! She’s a birthdaygirl! Say congratz!” The two guys turned around and looked pretty shocked before one of them said: ”Noway! It’s his birthday as well!” None of us belived them ofcourse, but we saw his passport, and it was true! Haha, what’s the chance? Next day, when I woke up, I found a rose on my pillow, which totally made my day! It was from German, a spanish guy I shared room with. He had already left for the airport, but it was so kind and cute of him! Later on, in one of the oktoberfest’s beertent, I met some crazy irish people. Of them (or to be honest, from the really wasted one) I got four teddybears. Well. It was four. But then he started to give them away to others. I though: ”noway! Their mine now!” So the last two did I put in my purse pretty fast. I saved them! This evening I also met 3 swedish men. They were sooooo old, that they could be my father (hey dad, dont worry, ur not old!), but it was so nice to finally talk norwegian again! They were kinda funny, and they bought me beer and something to eat as well! :) Nice, right? I also got a kiss on my birthday! But only on my cheek. Who it was from? I wonder… :)


Well. I think this is enough. I’m not even sure if someone have time to read all this. Haha. But it doesnt matter, I write mostly for myself, not for others ;)

Just a few more lines:P On Sunday, I got a ride back with Job, Daniel, Marchezza and Konstantin. It was a long ride, but since I dont have driver’s license (haha, hurray!), I could sleep all way home! Home. Err… Rotterdam I mean.  I stayed in Rotterdam for two more nights, including some beers at Oude Haven with Daniel, Pim and Corine. It was nice, I truly enjoy Rotterdam! If I didn’t have Australia plans, I would definately moce to Rotterdam for a longer period!

Right now, I’m in Amsterdam. At ”StayOkey Hostel”. Its as they say…, okey. The hostel in Prague and Dublin was way more better, but again, its okey. They have 24 hours reception, nice rooms, enough showers, an awesome breakfast, and wachingmachine. The waschingmachine is expencive though. 7,50 Euro for one wash. Bah. Amsterdam itself, is more okey now, than what I thought it was last time I was here. The tourists are still everywhere, and so aret he bikes, but its okey. I think I will get more used to it after a while. Tomorrow. Is the day when I will meet my future work! How exciting ain’t that?

But people. I want visit! I really really want visit! So everyone of you that have said your coming! No way back! Who will be the first? Frank? Adnan? Daniel? Stina? Henny? Maria? Jose? Sonia? Javi? Carlos? Matze? Torstein?  Helene? Tine? Daddy-D? Mummy-M? Come on guys, V-I-S-I-T me before I travel even further away! AUSTRALIA!!! Ah, cant wait. (yea, I know, not everyone of the one I mentioned have promised to visit.. but come anyway) :P

Reklamer

Last blogentry from Trondheim

My things are packed.
Im leaving.
TOMORROW!

So what have I done the last days? If we dont count the boring stuff.

Friday. Last party with the Spanish-crew. (And the germans) Awesome party! Disco Pogo! I’m gonna miss you all!

Cool Crew!

Me and Mr. Rocky. Awesome dude ;)

Yo y Jose. See u around somewhere someday amigo! :)

Saturday. I met Jose at the airport. Kinda cool. And then. I picked up Daniel. Daniel from Holland. He came all the way to Norway just for a few days, and for partying! Amazing! We met Robbie and some friends of him at Solsiden. Then we went for sightseeing Svartlamon, an alternative district and a result of  many years of political struggle. Now its an experimental arena for city ecology. In other words, a kinda cool place to hang around. Some intresting shops etc.

Coolest tree in Trondheim.

We dont like rats!

Robbie making a photo ;)

Me and Mr. Holland, and our very pale ale ;)

And then. Farewell party! We were some people at Frank’s, before I met the rest at Familien. It was a good good night! Hope to see you all again sometime!

Charlène, Linn and Daniel, the norwegian version.

Mr. Holland, me, Charlène and Marion!

Sunday. Familytime.

Bigsis' Jannicke, Emrik, Karina and bigbro' Tommy ;D

SODD!

Martin :)

Mats :)

Daniel playing at Emriks nintendo. :P

Monday. It was such a nice day. Sunny and a bit warm. So I decided to take a walk and say goodbye to the city ;)

T-town

In the evening my girls had organized a goodbye evening. With cake. And games. And stories. Great!

Stina :)

Henny and Kjersti and Playstation.

Maria :)

Tuesday. Mother and daughter day.

:)

Tomorrow is the day. Excited. And a bit nervous. Three months. Dont forget me ;) <3

Shitt, its på norsk!

Herlighet. 9 dager igjen. Ufattelig snålt. Men guri, så tøft! :D Jeg eh.. Jeg har ikke ord. Klarer ikke helt beskrive den følelsen jeg sitter med. Hvilke tanker jeg har. Det er for ufattelig. Liksom. På en måte.

Uansett. Helga har jeg tilbringt med Røde Kors Ungdom. På Haraldsheim vandrerhjem i Oslo. Good times. Vi har hatt kurs for 15 håpefulle barn, som iløpet av helgen lærte seg hvordan man bøller med andre barn. Rett og slett. Men i god mening da. For et års tid tilbake, skrev jeg et innlegg hvor jeg også la til en promofilm fra På Flukt. Denne er vist fjernet fra youtube, så det ble ingen forklarende video denne gangen. På Flukt er altså det vi kurset om i helga. Og kort fortalt. Er det et rollespill som varer i 24 timer. Hvor vi som intstruktører fra Røde Kors spiller byråkratiske kontorrotter, gretne grensesjefer, strenge tollansatte, usikre guider og hyggelige hjelpepersonell i flyktningeleire. Deltakerne (som som oftest er rundt en 15 år), spiller flyktninger fra Somalia. Nå har På Flukt gjengen fått 15 nye instruktører, gratulerer til dere alle! Gleder meg til å se hvordan det går med dere :)

Sunniva, Vemund, Mirna, Andreas, Ida, Inga og Solveig

John, Habon, Malinn, Mats, Maja, Alexandra, Jon-Martin og Kine.

Solveig har full kontroll ;)

Karl Johan, Hèlen og Merete! The leaders ;)

På søndag hadde vi litt ekstra tid. Så jeg, Karl Johan, Eivind og Hèlen dro til Oslo Operahus. Jeg hadde jo ikke vært der før, så var jo en selvfølge at jeg måtte dit. Flott bygning, men marmorplater er kanskje ikke det smarteste valget de har tatt? Dette fortalte Hanne meg. Hvem Hanne er? Vel. Først litt bilder.

Meg og KJ @ Operahuset!

Djea!

Hanne. Hanne er ei trivelig ung jente som studerer geologi ved NTNU. Jeg kjenner henne egentlig ikke. Men. På fredagskveld. Satt jeg og Karl Johan (heretter kun KJ), i hostelresepsjonen. Klokka var rundt 0200, og vi vurderte virkelig å legge oss. Ved resepsjonsskranken står det to, jeg tipper, latin-amerikanere. Det er ikke særlig unormalt, i og med at vi befinner oss på et vandrerhjem i Oslo. Her er det mange nasjonaliteter. Plutselig kommer to unge jenter stormende inn. De beskylder de to mennene for å ha kommet inn på rommet dems midt på natta og stjålet en mobiltelefon. Etter mye styr, mye kjefting, og mange beskyldninger, ringer den ene av jentene til mobiltelefonen. Dette kunne høres i hele resepsjonen, og det var vel egentlig ingen tvil om at lyden kom fra mennene. De to nektet all skyld, og var på veg til å forlate hostellet, da den ene av jentene røsker tak i treningsbaggen til vedkommende, og tømmer innholdet på gulvet. Ingen telefon. «Du har den i lommene dine!» sier jenta. Mannen vrenger lommene, drar ned buksa og bokseren, slenger litt med utstyret og roper tilbake: «JAG HAR DEN INTE!». Ja, på gebrokkent svensk. Resepsjonisten ringer (endelig) vaktselskapet, og de to mennene begynner å bli tydelig stressa. Den ene tenner er røyk, og de er iferd med å forlate området igjen. Den største mannen er utenfor, resten av gjengen går etter (De to jentene, resepsjonisten, KJ, og to spanjoler). Jeg tenker at jeg må gjøre noe, så jeg gjør et latterlig forsøk på å stanse mann nummer to. Det funker heller dårlig, så plutselig er begge mennene borte. KJ og de to spanjolene springer etter for å finne dem. Jeg blir igjen med jentene,og hun uten mobiltelefon får sperret SIM-kortet sitt. I mellomtiden har også jentenes professor (de er på utflukt med geologiklassen) kommet til. Vaktmannen kommer også, men kan desverre ikke gjøre noe. Han ber oss ringe til politiet, men de kan heller ikke gjøre noe. Det ender med at jeg og KJ blir med professoren og den ene jenta til politistasjonen for å anmelde saken. Etter et par skjemaer som måtte fylles ut, et grundig vitneavhør av meg og KJ, samt et enda grundigere avhør av vedkommende, kom vi tilbake 0700 om morgenen. Da var det kun 1 time igjen til oppmøte for kursgjengen. Heldigvis er Merete ei snasen dame som lot oss sove til 1200. :)

Innholsrik helg. Og Magnus: Jeg husker avtalen. 2 uker. Max ;)

:D

Takk for pannekaker Karl Johan

Noen ganger. Møter man noen man absolutt ikke hadde regna med å møte på. Og noen ganger. Skjer ting man ikke hadde regna med skulle skje. Denne sommeren har vært full av slike opplevelser. Jeg tror. Jeg tror kanskje det er fordi jeg har begynt å si ja. Istedetfor å si kanskje eller enda værre, nei. Pågrunn av dette. Har jeg  møtt utrolig mange flotte mennesker denne sommeren. Ikke bare det. Enkelte har også vist seg å bli gode venner. Ganske herlig igrunn. Jeg vet det. Og som kjære TJ pleier å si: «digger’e». Jeg har også opplevd en hel del! Jeg har vært statist i en film. Jeg har lært meg å drikke Calimocho. Jeg har vært frivellig på 2 festivaler. Jeg har hatt herlige dager i Sykkylven. Jeg har havna både en gang og to ganger på nachspill hvor det kun var ukjente fjes. Begge nachspillene endte opp med en god historie. To forskjellige vel og merke. Det første nachspillet var det nachspillet hvor jeg mer eller mindre ble dyttet inn i en taxi med ukjente mennesker hvor ingen kjente hverandre. Vi havnet på Moholt på sommerens feteste nachspill med drikkeleker til sent neste morgen. Arrangørene, om jeg kan være så upersonlig å kalle dem det, har jeg møtt igjen flere ganger. Vi har fått minst et dusin fester bak oss, og jeg kommer virkelig til å savne dem når de forlater Trondheim etterhvert. Det andre nachspillet var med en gjeng Orkdalinger. For en gjeng med Orkdalinger. Det må ha vært kremen av kremen. Utrolig mye morsomt å se på, og jeg er sikker på at et enkelte naboer fikk noe morsomt å se på også.

Vel, nå har jeg på nytt fått et slikt valg. Skal jeg si ja. Eller skal jeg si nei. Jeg vet ikke. Jeg vil gjerne si ja, men dette er ikke et hvilket som helst spørsmål hvor man kan gi et svar iløpet av få sekunder. Ikke minutter heller. Dager…, kanskje. Helst uker. Men så god tid har jeg ikke. Jeg har en måned på meg, og dersom jeg velger å si ja, er det et par ting som må ordnes først. I tillegg vet jeg om et par som ikke blir så fornøyd dersom jeg sier ja. (Hey, Stina, du er en av dem!) Men for all del, det er ikke dem det handler om. Ikke la meg påvirke. Bah, er ikke så lett. (Hey, Stina, slapp av, du er ikke the main reason, jeg bare skrev det for å avlede litt oppmerksomhet. Smart, jeg vet.)

Over til noe helt annet. Monika Tufte, du er ei, unnskyld uttrykket, kjærring! Skjønner ikke hva du gjør i styret i et borettslag? Det er så utrolig smålig oppførsel. Et maleri.. som ei gammel dame er utrolig glad i…, og dere gir blanke faen? Hva i alle dager er grunnen til dette? Har dere i det hele tatt en god grunn? Skam dere! Jeg blir fryktelig provosert! Ååååh!

Litt bilder fra turen til og fra Sykkylven, også smiler vi igjen. :)

la batamanta

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Yesterdays party was crazy! Spanish people rock! And they sure know how to party! Fiestaaaa! At the most, we were around 35 people, and we had over 7 different drinking-games! Legendary!

At one point, everyone went around hugging eachother! Pretty nice! I like to hug. We also danced alot, inside TJ’s room! The best night ever I think. Well, it cant be described any better, so I just share some photos instead.

Lovunden

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Opp og ned. Opp og ned. Opp og ned. Bølgende bevegelser. Biiiip. «Vi ankommer Lovund om få minutter.» Herlig! Jeg er tilbake! Jeg titter ut ruta, og ser et stort ruvende fjell framfor oss. Jeg kjenner det godt. Det er jo Lovunden! Har ikke vært her på 3 år, men nå er jeg endelig her. En god del ting har forandret seg. Men sånn i bunn og grunn. Så er Lovund fortsatt Lovund. Vet ikke helt om jeg vil venne meg til den nye butikken, men det får så være.Dette er paradiset. Her kjenner alle alle, og alle hilser når man går forbi. Her er det bare å ta seg en tur ut døra dersom man vil være sosial. (Hey, akkurat som et sinnsykt stort kollektiv! Likeable!) Her går sola aldri ned. Her er naturen på sitt vakreste, kontinuerlig! Her vet du med en gang hvem som er turister og hvem som ikke er det. Her kommenterer kassadama i butikken det nye armbåndet du har fått deg. (Oh yes, she did.) Jeg har allerede vært på flere småturer rundt på øya, hatt et par fester, spist god mat og såklart. Jeg har vært på båttur! Jeg elsker Lovund. Seriøst. Ikveld er det duket for fjøsfæst! Et råttent gammelt skur som Jørn Ove med flere har «satt i stand igjen». Det er her de råeste festene foregår. Det er her ting foregår. Det er her sladderet oppstår. Nå har det forsåvidt ikke vært i bruk på omtrent et år, men ikveld. Ikveld blir det liv! «Æ ska på fæst. Ikveill e æ klar. Klar for det som mått skje. Æ ska gi alt æ har!»

I’m on a Island. A tiny tiny Island up noth in Norway. Its called Lovund, and consists of a big mountain with a few houses around. I havent been here for 3 years, so its really good to be back! Something are changed, but it doesnt matter, cause Lovund are Lovund anyway. This is paradise. Everyone knows everyone, and everyone says hello when you pass them on the street. If you wanna socialise, just open your door. (Just like a big shared house!) The sun never goes down, and the nature is always on its best. And if you wear a new bracelet, the woman in the groserystore, will comment it. (And yeah, she did!) I’ve already been on several hikes around the island, joined a couple of parties, had some good food and ofcourse. I’ve been on boattrips! I love Lovund. Seriously. Tonight is a big party! In a old and rotten barn. This is the place where the really cool parties are. Some of the locals have kinda restored it, so its possible to be inside. It looks really cool actually. Nobody have used it for about a year or something, but tonight is the night! Im looking forward to it!

Zitt Zatt? Zitt Zatt!

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I’ve met Kent and Steven, two friends from Tromsø, up north in Norway. It was fun. We drove all over Trondheim, and had a bowlingmatch! Guess who did’nt win!

I’ve been on the mountain! Yay! It was great! I climbed, did some hiking and enjoyed the sun. Sadly for me I slipped on a big rock, and got bruces all over my body. It hurts. But it was worth it.

From my little hiking-alone-trip down the mountain.

Me in front of a empty lake...

During the night it was a bit spooky. I like this picture.

I’ve had a german couchsurfer over! Matze! He picked me up on the airport and has been sleeping on my couch for 5 nights now. Good times! He left this morning, its very quiet here.

I’ve had a little party. With Matze, Charlène, Henny and Stina. And a nachspiel with Matze, Charlène and TJ. Nice!

I’ve been bicykling downtown with Matze and Charlène!

Matze and Charlie at Bakklandet.

I’ve been at a concert with Cue Decay. Cue Decay rocks!

I’ve been on Lade path. We discovered a big scary cave with tunnels inside the mountain! We went in one place, and out another! Freaky!

Picture taken from one of the endtunnels.

I’ve seen footballmatches, and learned new stuff about the players and the coaches! Haha.. Maradona is a previous drugaddict, but he have been «clean» for 6/7 years now! And he cares alot for his players. He is like a father to them ;) Yeah. I know it all.

I’ve heard one of my roomies from Españia talk español alot, and I tried to understand, but I didnt get one single word. Spanish guys are hot when they talk spanish! YEAP!

I’ve been singing Disco Pogo with Matze. AWESOME! First time Ive been singing it with someone that knows the whole song!

I have so many stupid annoying songs stuck on my brain! «Look at my horse, my horse is amazing. Give it a lick… MMM, it taste just like raisin!», «Narwhales, narwhales, swimming in the ocean, pretty white and pretty big…» and not to forget… «STUMPF IST TRUMPF!»

I’ve got introduced to a new song from TJ. It goes like this: «Meet the girls of Norway, they party like a rock star.. on repeat!» Damn you, its stuck on my brain as well!

Mushroom Mushroom.

Heaps of love – Patsy