Oslove.

Oslo. My weeks in the north (i, ii) ended unexpectedly with some days in Oslo and I couldn't have been more happy about it. First I was afraid 4 days would be exactly long enough to make me feel so extremely at home again that I didn't want to fly back to the Netherlands, but it couldn't have turned out better! I got to see everyone and do everything I wanted and started to realize it mostly is amazing to have a second place that feels so so so much like home.

I still hope it really will be home again one day, though.

instafebruary

1 - I started the month in Oslo and obviously made sure to go on my favorite walk, along Akerselva. ❤
2 - But back home, things felt like they should feel, too. I really feel like living in the Netherlands is what fits me best (for now ;)).
3 - I started my new job! I'm an editor for the Norwegian TravelBird-site now and walk to/from the office almost every day.
4 - And every day off I tried to be with friends (and mostly cake) although I mostly was tired and being social was hard...

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The North, ii

Sørøya. We drove 5 hours to take a ferry to an island, where we spent another couple of days. The reason why I was in The North was to interpret for a documentary movie (!) and here we spent most time talking to a 94 year old blind lady. She has the cutest house, makes the best waffles and every single moment I wasn't interpreting, I went for walks.

Once again:
I'm so glad I didn't grow up here, and at the same time I'm so jealous of the people who did. ❤

The North

Honningsvåg. The first thing I learned is that I hadn't really been far north before. It took 3 hours by plane from Oslo (!) and then 3 more hours by car, until I reached the closest little city to the most northern part on the European mainland.

I spent a week in Honningsvåg. Not much really happens here, but OH MY THE NATURE. If you ever end up in Honningsvåg, promise me to go for lots of walks. Look at the houses. Look at the graveyard being completely snowed in in winter. Look at the sun, when it (finally) comes back. Look at Hurtigruten sailing in. Listen to the sea, the birds, the silence.

What a place.
❤



I'm so glad I didn't grow up here, and at the same time I'm so jealous of the people who did.