[Person appearing in my journal before as my Girlfriend, from now on, is going to be marked by me as X. I hope it's understandable. I hope it clarifies.]
It sometimes gets very lucky, when you work on a rota basis, without fixed schedule, and like in this case my days off from two following weeeks were joined together and I could pack my backpack and head to Norway for delightful 4 days of lazy holidays.
I took X with me, because it was her friend I wanted to stay with. Suprisingly we even argued less then when we were together-forever :)
On the way there we had a lovely walk through London by night, with all those drunk, vomiting, singing and barefoot (it's rather coldish December) party people around. But it was so good to see old, good town. I do miss it sometimes. I miss the size and the poshness.
And then Norway. I love this country. It meets all my expectations of being a perfect place to live, except the darkness outside. But, wouldn't it bother me only during winters? And wouldn't being surrounded by snow compensate it?
Oslo ... sweet, cosy, friendly, lighted up and decorated for Christmas, full of music and performances. So nice, so good.
And me - sleeping loads and eating louds square - I felt like in Heaven (heaven, I'm in heaven).
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