jump that burger into the moon.
it's a lot like vienna in oslo. we've been running since we arrived on sunday, and that's nice. but now we are in a small biggish town called lillehammer which is where magnus' mother & father live. so we've stopped. and eaten, and napped, and rested.
sunday.
we landed and had dinner with magnus' friend alf, who when visiting LA actually came when magnus was out of town, and i forced him to watch CSI on his breaks from work, and he always had red wine, and we drank it while he said few words, and i a lot. so, i like him, and we had dinner and beers. after that we went to a club called cosmo where jay z actually showed up and we actually got wasted, and he actually had fun. magnus got a bit tanked and fell off of a ledge and we ran home to his brother's and a spent the evening helping him to bed. it is bizarre that it rarely get's dark here.
monday.
we woke up with horrible hangovers and almost decided we would skip the hove festival (which is kind of like our coachella, but i think better because they have better ammenities) but then we took a ride with our old roommate, thomas and the ride was nice, but long. the first night of the festival jay z performed. at 1am animal collective was going to perform, but we were supposed to go into town so i was supposed to miss it. then, i got hungry for a hamburger and left the tent we were partying in and i head something familiar and to my surprise it was them!! so i saw there set with the danish, and stepped into a pile of water mud with my silver sneakers. it was very cold, but it seemed as though it were only 11pm..not 1am. we partied more. laughed and had beers and stumbled back to our loft.
tuesday.
semi-bad hangover, and lunch with our good friend fredrik who i always reminisce about having spaghetti at chateau marmont with. we watched mgmt, i missed the kooks, and heard stars and coheed and cambria from our balcony with a beer. then we went to a private beck show which was awesome because it would never happen in LA. i think i might be getting to old for festival life.
wednesday.
we took the train home which was lovely and such beautiful scenery and made it just in time for magnus' friend's birthday dinner. it was good sushi and we had raw whale. had some more drinks and laughs and went home fairly early.
thursday.
we went up to magnus' brother's cabin and fished and lounged all day. it started to rain so we went back to oslo. magnus and i went for a walk around midnight, the sky was still a bit gray.
oslo.
animal collective & danish
erm. danish & i.
the camp at hove.
1 am
trainride
fisherman
sunday.
we landed and had dinner with magnus' friend alf, who when visiting LA actually came when magnus was out of town, and i forced him to watch CSI on his breaks from work, and he always had red wine, and we drank it while he said few words, and i a lot. so, i like him, and we had dinner and beers. after that we went to a club called cosmo where jay z actually showed up and we actually got wasted, and he actually had fun. magnus got a bit tanked and fell off of a ledge and we ran home to his brother's and a spent the evening helping him to bed. it is bizarre that it rarely get's dark here.
monday.
we woke up with horrible hangovers and almost decided we would skip the hove festival (which is kind of like our coachella, but i think better because they have better ammenities) but then we took a ride with our old roommate, thomas and the ride was nice, but long. the first night of the festival jay z performed. at 1am animal collective was going to perform, but we were supposed to go into town so i was supposed to miss it. then, i got hungry for a hamburger and left the tent we were partying in and i head something familiar and to my surprise it was them!! so i saw there set with the danish, and stepped into a pile of water mud with my silver sneakers. it was very cold, but it seemed as though it were only 11pm..not 1am. we partied more. laughed and had beers and stumbled back to our loft.
tuesday.
semi-bad hangover, and lunch with our good friend fredrik who i always reminisce about having spaghetti at chateau marmont with. we watched mgmt, i missed the kooks, and heard stars and coheed and cambria from our balcony with a beer. then we went to a private beck show which was awesome because it would never happen in LA. i think i might be getting to old for festival life.
wednesday.
we took the train home which was lovely and such beautiful scenery and made it just in time for magnus' friend's birthday dinner. it was good sushi and we had raw whale. had some more drinks and laughs and went home fairly early.
thursday.
we went up to magnus' brother's cabin and fished and lounged all day. it started to rain so we went back to oslo. magnus and i went for a walk around midnight, the sky was still a bit gray.
oslo.
animal collective & danish
erm. danish & i.
the camp at hove.
1 am
trainride
fisherman
