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Well, sitting in the internet-cafe waiting for the bus to Stockholm.
Couldn't resist to inform you that the road gives a tremendous feeling "in the middle of nowhere". You stay alone with yourself, music and the road itself, letting the stream flow. That was absofuckinglutely great, my way from Halden, i was luying and watching the sky that was so high above in a huge bus window. Quite meditative mood i'd say, if not these fat slow self-proud norwegian geese(do i spell it correctly, ha?) walking around in the tongue-wiped fields. They were harshly astonishing, never in my life have i seen them so big and nasty (i actaully donno, if they are nasty or not, 'cos haven't met them personally).
Have got 1 hour left, will probably go to the sea to feed the seagulls and observe the sunset. Not so much to see in Oslo, may i assure you (Munch's "Scream" is stolen anyway).
Love and hugs, hopefully i come back next week, hehehe %)
P.S.: English - 'cos strongly HATE translit.
Couldn't resist to inform you that the road gives a tremendous feeling "in the middle of nowhere". You stay alone with yourself, music and the road itself, letting the stream flow. That was absofuckinglutely great, my way from Halden, i was luying and watching the sky that was so high above in a huge bus window. Quite meditative mood i'd say, if not these fat slow self-proud norwegian geese(do i spell it correctly, ha?) walking around in the tongue-wiped fields. They were harshly astonishing, never in my life have i seen them so big and nasty (i actaully donno, if they are nasty or not, 'cos haven't met them personally).
Have got 1 hour left, will probably go to the sea to feed the seagulls and observe the sunset. Not so much to see in Oslo, may i assure you (Munch's "Scream" is stolen anyway).
Love and hugs, hopefully i come back next week, hehehe %)
P.S.: English - 'cos strongly HATE translit.