Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Fortsetter meg eventyr i Oslo

(continuing my adventures in Oslo)

First and foremost, I have learned that learning languages is not my forte'
- in case taking Spanish wasn't clue enough -

I have mastered the various ways to express my predicament:
1) If caught off guard or really flustered: "english!"
2) When in a store & expecting it: "Jeg snakker ikke norsk"
- I don't speak norwegian
3) If I initiate something: "Unnskyld, jeg snakker ikke norsk, men jeg snakker englesk"
- excuse me I don't speak Norwegian, but I speak English. 

I have (rarely) been able to complete transactions 100% in Norwegian. But, once, after succesfully buying 3 bolla's (rolls) for a shocking 20kr, I apparently sounded sufficient in my language skills because the cashier started talking quickly, totally bewildering me and amusing him. I'm always glad to entertain locals with my horrible sentence-forming skills.

Recently, I visited the Freya Chocolate Factory with a group of 22 students! The tour was designed for children, which probably made it even more fun for us. We walked through the amazon and learn how the first chocolate was made. Along this tour we got sample of their chocolate to eat, just to convince us how good it is, so we'd buy some in the store! Which of course, at the discounted price, was the first cheap thing I'd found in Norway so I just HAD to buy a lot of chocolate. True to my nature, it was all gone in less than a week.

I've tried my hand, or more accurately: my legs, at cross country skiing again. The amount of times I fell  was almost embarrassing to my Norwegian heritage. At the top of one very steep hill I ended up sitting on my skis and "sledding" down the hill, much to the laughter of all my witnesses. The one saving grace (and yes, my excuse) was that, I found out it was not 100% my fault, my boots don't match my bindings. Hopefully I'll be able to get a matching set for my next venture to Oslo's great outdoors (and of course I'll be a natural)

While I have adjusted to the smaller portion sizes of food, and lack of diet coke, I have yet to adjust to the coffee. I get teased regularly for my dislike of Norwegian coffee, after all it was just voted #2 in the world. It's sadly just too strong for me, I compromise by drinking tea the way I normally drink coffee (constantly) and save my precious Starbucks Via packets for mornings of desperate need. 


Ice Skating by City Senter
Making my own Chocolate

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