Remoulade
Time for the March installment, only 45 minutes left until April. Well, I went to Norway, it was an interesting experience, I got to see some cats I hadn't seen in a while, we went to Mosebu(a cabin in the middle of nowhere), there was a lot of snow there, an exciting part was climbing on the roof to shovel it off. We also did some snowboarding, well I did, Amund was on skis, nice snow, much better than the ice I met in Switzerland. I learnt to do some jumps, but they were pretty small compared to the whipper snappers and their back flip variations. I did do one big jump, but that wasn't planned, and I found my self somewhere in the sky and freaked out, which caused me to eat snow when I returned to Earth. Anyway, enough snow talk, I had my usual price shock, it's easy to forget how ridiculously over priced Norway is, it kind of melts my brain, I always try to work out why. Something to do with the over valuation of the currency, according to the big mac index. I'll never get used to it.
So what had changed in 2 years? Besides everyone I know vanishing, no that's not true, I ran into a few people I knew by accident, there were a few little projects going on, the occasional building being repainted, some new bars and stuff. It's kind of funny, maybe I said it before, when I lived there I didn't want to leave, I thought it was home, but coming back I was glad I didn't live there. Something about not being able to by a beer in a shop on a Sunday that I don't like, even though I don't think I've ever bought a beer on a Sunday, I like to know I can if I want. But it's got it's charm, just takes a while to find it, I guess it's like everywhere, the thing about Oslo's charm is that if you blink you'll miss it, since it only takes 10 minutes to walk through the whole city. A big difference between Copenhagen(Where I am now) and Oslo is that I can actually walk around there and see people I know, unlike here....even though I learnt the face of the guy here that runs the street gambling here, I seem to see him every time I walk down the street, and I hate him already, mutant monkey man.
The question on my mind lately has been "what the hell am I doing?", I've been looking for work as a teacher, but it may not happen, Maybe I was over confident when I thought my experience in Japan and my ability to speak Norwegian (almost Danish, slightly different, see here) would open up the door for me, but no, I forgot about the millions of over educated Scandinavians, with masters degrees in everything. So I'm going back to the beginning, I applied to some bars looking for work, but somehow the idea that working in a bar is as hard as brain surgery has taken peoples minds, and since I'm only skilled in open heart surgery, it doesn't work. But I'll keep trying. Which gets me thinking about the future, for a long time I've been thinking about studying something else, but the question is what? If anyone has any ideas about what would be a good job for me, feel free to let me know, cause I have no idea. I have these momentary freak outs about it, being 30, wandering aimlessly, then my flatmate told me today that 30 is the new 20, which would make her 13 or so, taking advice from a child. A good thing is that I've started to get better at understanding Danish, some people seem to speak clearer than others, but I managed to handle the job interview in Norwegian and Danish, you'd think it would be impressive enough to make them wanna give me a good job, but no....
So what had changed in 2 years? Besides everyone I know vanishing, no that's not true, I ran into a few people I knew by accident, there were a few little projects going on, the occasional building being repainted, some new bars and stuff. It's kind of funny, maybe I said it before, when I lived there I didn't want to leave, I thought it was home, but coming back I was glad I didn't live there. Something about not being able to by a beer in a shop on a Sunday that I don't like, even though I don't think I've ever bought a beer on a Sunday, I like to know I can if I want. But it's got it's charm, just takes a while to find it, I guess it's like everywhere, the thing about Oslo's charm is that if you blink you'll miss it, since it only takes 10 minutes to walk through the whole city. A big difference between Copenhagen(Where I am now) and Oslo is that I can actually walk around there and see people I know, unlike here....even though I learnt the face of the guy here that runs the street gambling here, I seem to see him every time I walk down the street, and I hate him already, mutant monkey man.
The question on my mind lately has been "what the hell am I doing?", I've been looking for work as a teacher, but it may not happen, Maybe I was over confident when I thought my experience in Japan and my ability to speak Norwegian (almost Danish, slightly different, see here) would open up the door for me, but no, I forgot about the millions of over educated Scandinavians, with masters degrees in everything. So I'm going back to the beginning, I applied to some bars looking for work, but somehow the idea that working in a bar is as hard as brain surgery has taken peoples minds, and since I'm only skilled in open heart surgery, it doesn't work. But I'll keep trying. Which gets me thinking about the future, for a long time I've been thinking about studying something else, but the question is what? If anyone has any ideas about what would be a good job for me, feel free to let me know, cause I have no idea. I have these momentary freak outs about it, being 30, wandering aimlessly, then my flatmate told me today that 30 is the new 20, which would make her 13 or so, taking advice from a child. A good thing is that I've started to get better at understanding Danish, some people seem to speak clearer than others, but I managed to handle the job interview in Norwegian and Danish, you'd think it would be impressive enough to make them wanna give me a good job, but no....
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