Wednesday, December 28, 2005

The cast of my life only just includes me...

Sølvi and I went to old Bergen town today... It's seriously a gingerbread fairytale village... So I said, if this is the house of pancakes, why can't I eat the walls???

The other night, we went to a tiny little pub on the northern tip of Austrheim, the island north of Radøy (see map in previous post), and by pure chance I saw a guy there who I tutored in systems and control labs when he came to oz on exchange 1.5 years ago.

Prolly heading up to Gurocknroll's mountain shack tomorrow or next day for skiing and new years. Then hopefully hook up with Kjetil in Oslo on the 2nd.

So far on radio/tv today I've encountered AC/DC, savage garden twice, natalie imbruglia, Kylie (old school - I should be so lucky), and, wait for it, Andrew Daddo. Yes, he's on Norwegian tv. My worst fears have been realised...

yots of pix when I get back to umeå, I promise

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I misread that as saying you had tortured a guy and then run into him in a pub. And I thought - 'that's a bit awkward'. Not - 'that's extremely disturbing'. Man, living in the ghetto toughens one up. No tender meat here.

Enjoy your travels, I-rock. Do you ever actually do any work?

Love,

The Pot.

6:35 PM  

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