Yes, yes, I really know is what is already overdue. But hey, you all have Postcards get what you want? :) Anyway. The holiday is over, the work has already been invested back into the bone. Actually, just the right moment to full days away from freedom, wilderness and romance to allow the passage of the ink in review. So I'm starting to.
The diary entry of 19 May:
Slowly, very slowly, I manage to switch off. So many thoughts circling through my head yesterday night. These fears have forgotten behämmerte something important to essential. Why am I in my long-awaited, highly anticipated
and truly deserved vacation days paper and pen in hand, I do not know for sure. One would think that I
should at least leave the pleasure of writing pass. But perhaps the opposite is the case that very reason, because I feel an irrepressible urge in me, every moment - and especially the unforgettable - to hold in this way.
Today we left the house to clock 1.30. Excitement I had hardly slept a wink, so I have the long drive to Frederikshavn extensively used for rats / before I doze. Just in time by 10 clock ran out and brought us our ferry "across the pond" directly to Oslo. As always, I had to fight on this trip again with nausea ...
The capital of Norway (with the ugliest town hall in the world) welcomed us with around 19 clock
sunshine that broke through the clouds.
From there it went to Hamar to the hostel.
We slept next to the Olympia Hall, where in 1994
the Olympic Games take place. There was also a very impressive
javelin thrower on its base (see picture).
will now jump I put under the shower and all the stress just wash off of me. And then cuddle with my garlic monster is nothing in the way (This is an insider. On the ferry, we ordered a pizza restaurant in Jens wanted to sprinkling with Parmesan. This appears more as a pure garlic) Two days later we were all bloodsuckers away ...
