Hey Guys,
what's up?
Good initiative by the idiot (i.e. Jonathan James King). I was planning to do that, but until now I did not have internet (I am in a cabin, in Otta or something like that).
I got to speak some Norwegian today. Me and my parents tried to buy some food but the woman there was incompetent, when it is coming to English and simple Maths (first she was not able to speak any language, and second she also failed to calculate the final price of our combined meal). I guess one can say the following about her: "hun er en dum kvinne". No one is perfect though.
Go to the Trollstigen! It is such a cool and beautiful passage.
I am still in this bloody country as well. Sucks to be me, though it is such a beautiful country. I am happy to see a bit of it, before I am leaving to my little town, Sederot, located in the Israeli Negev.
A random conversation now of my parents (just now!):
Mother (entering the toilet): "How did you create this smell?"
Father: "I took a very good poo".
Mother: "There is a need for a window in this toilet"
Father: "Too bad. Wait until the smell will go away".
I need to get use to my parents again...they are already annoying me too much, with unnecessary questions and actions. I guess this is the consequences of living without them for a year, one can argue even two. They are funny sometimes though, but not for long.
Jon and Andreas - looking forward to see you tomorrow (probably the last time until who knows when. I'll probably arrive Oslo in the evening. We shall get properly drunk
what's up?
Good initiative by the idiot (i.e. Jonathan James King). I was planning to do that, but until now I did not have internet (I am in a cabin, in Otta or something like that).
I got to speak some Norwegian today. Me and my parents tried to buy some food but the woman there was incompetent, when it is coming to English and simple Maths (first she was not able to speak any language, and second she also failed to calculate the final price of our combined meal). I guess one can say the following about her: "hun er en dum kvinne". No one is perfect though.
Go to the Trollstigen! It is such a cool and beautiful passage.
I am still in this bloody country as well. Sucks to be me, though it is such a beautiful country. I am happy to see a bit of it, before I am leaving to my little town, Sederot, located in the Israeli Negev.
A random conversation now of my parents (just now!):
Mother (entering the toilet): "How did you create this smell?"
Father: "I took a very good poo".
Mother: "There is a need for a window in this toilet"
Father: "Too bad. Wait until the smell will go away".
I need to get use to my parents again...they are already annoying me too much, with unnecessary questions and actions. I guess this is the consequences of living without them for a year, one can argue even two. They are funny sometimes though, but not for long.
Jon and Andreas - looking forward to see you tomorrow (probably the last time until who knows when. I'll probably arrive Oslo in the evening. We shall get properly drunk
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