Reading Ida's blogging below (highly recommended btw) I felt
a) sad cause Ida is done in Trondheim, and Moholt is not the same without her
b) sad cause I JUST realized that so am I!
c) a need to give a small update on my own life
First of all, I found something that reminded me of my US days.
They think that it's crazy how we publish a list over how much people earn, pay in taxes and has as fortune every year? well, take a look at what they publish:
www.familywatchdog.us
City: State College
State: Pennsylvania
---> and get a list over all the sex offenders that were my neighbours when I lived in State College. (I lived next to the big golf court)..I bet my mum is glad she didn't see this map while I was there!
Although I haven't escaped to quite as exotic islands for my summer job as Ida and Simon I have managed to do some travels myself lately.
At the end of the semester I travelled to Barcelona to pay my lovely boyfriend a surprise visit. I randomly showed up at a bar where he was meeting his sister
and finally got back at him for his Sula-visit-surprise last christmas!
A week later I jetted off to Latvia and Lithuania with my mum and brother to visit my dad who had arrived a few days before. It was fascinating and very different to visit these countries. We spent most of our time in the country side, and it still shocks me that I saw an old lady with a scarf on her head on the back of a horse plowing the fields, aka Norway 1950. I also got to try some delicious Lithuanian food (that I will not try to write the name of) Sheborekas and Schaslikas.
I'm a 100% sure that that's not how it's written, but who cares, it was delicious!
I'm back in Trondheim and working now, but i'm already planning a trip to the big city of Steinkjer for the Viking Festival in just a few days.
The burning world that Ida referred to in her last entry is calling us, and it seems the fire is in Argentina. We have found the organization we want to work for, and it seems we have also found an apartment for Spring.
Did we tell you about our plans by the way?
Ida will spend fall in Germany, and I will be in Spain (these countries are chosen completely by random, and it has nothing to do with two hot pieces of boyfriends whatsoever!) and then we'll meet in Argentina in January for a semester of taking South America with storm! :)
That's all for now,
we'll keep you posted!
tirsdag 7. juli 2009
søndag 5. juli 2009
Summer in Frøya
Frøya: Freyja (sometimes anglicized as Freya), cognate to Sanskrit Priya, is a major goddess in Norse Paganism, a subset of Germanic Paganism. Because the documented source of this religious tradition, the Norse Mythology, was transmitted and altered by Christian medieval historians, the actual role, heathen practices and worship of the goddess are uncertain.
but it's also an island...
Frøya is the westernmost municipality in Sør-Trøndelag county, Norway. It is part of the Fosen region and it consists of the island of Frøya which lies north of Hitra, as well as a number of other small islands.Facing the ocean are the fishing communities of Mausundvær, Bogøyvær, and Sula, with Mausund being the largest of these with a population of approximately 270. The main island of Frøya is fairly open and has no natural forests. The largest villages on the island are Sistranda in the east and Titran in the west. Frøya is a member of the International Island Games Association.
* SUMMER *
We (Simon and me) applied for several summer jobs; one of these had its location in Frøya. After waiting and waiting and waiting for an answer we concluded with the fact that we were not going there this summer. A couple of day’s passes and then my phone rings, the woman tells me that we got jobs for the summer IN FRØYA! Man, everything suddenly changed. After one day of thinking about it and making a list (haha) we called back and told them we were up for the challenge.
The next step was to find a place to live, but for some reason this was IMPOSSIBLE. After calling the entire list of people, some even twice, we started wondering if it’s possible to live in a tent one whole summer. Some days later I saw in my notes that one guy had recommended calling the hotel, because he thought they rented out small “brakker” as it’s called in Norwegian. I called the hotel and this really friendly lady said that “yes, of course, it’s a deal”.
Then the semester came to an end very fast and it was time to move. We cleaned out our rooms in Moholt and put all the stuff in the Taxi (a big one), and got on the boat to Frøya. Arriving in Sistranda witch is the “city-area” in Frøya, basically containing a Bunnpris, a Coop, a Library, a Bank and a Policestation – where the main activity probably is answering stupid questions from tourists, it really felt like this was the right place to spend the summer.
So we got of the bus close to the hotel and went to get the key leaving the backpacks, a couple of boxes with kitchen appliances, some plasticbags +++ at the bus stop. After seeing the “container/dumpster” we were supposed to live in the two following months, we started wondering where to put our stuff.
The next day we started working, and everybody was very helpful trying to help us find a new place to live. After a day of earning a wage we continued the search of a new residence by asking people in the supermarket and at the police station :P After no luck the entire day we returned HOME to our container, though dropping by the hotel first to talk to the woman again. She turned out to be the answer to our prayers. She said her boyfriend was selling his house in August, and that we could have it till then, and we are only staying out July, and HAHA. She said we should go and see it before we decided and that it was a little bit more expensive than the container. We really didn’t care at that point because we were so desperate, and the price she gave us was still cheaper than Moholt. For that reason we didn’t expect much, but because of the fact that it was a HOUSE, a house – just for the two of us, we decided right away. The next day we were the proud “owners” of this baby:
So now we spend our days working…
Relaxing…
Fishing…
Hiking…
Cooking…
Baking also actually… (who knew you had so much time on your hands when not having a TV or internet)
Doing laundry by hand… haha
...and having fun!
I mean... we do this in between having supercool friends visiting, traveling to exotic countries as Germany and small endangered cities in Norway like Steinkjer. This makes the time just fly by, and we can see the end of summerjob-heaven already. When come to think of it is not that bad really, because then one week of Trondheim is following, continued by some weeks driving around Italy…
I believe I saved myself the last year. This means the burning world is next on the list.
-Ida-
but it's also an island...
Frøya is the westernmost municipality in Sør-Trøndelag county, Norway. It is part of the Fosen region and it consists of the island of Frøya which lies north of Hitra, as well as a number of other small islands.Facing the ocean are the fishing communities of Mausundvær, Bogøyvær, and Sula, with Mausund being the largest of these with a population of approximately 270. The main island of Frøya is fairly open and has no natural forests. The largest villages on the island are Sistranda in the east and Titran in the west. Frøya is a member of the International Island Games Association.
* SUMMER *
We (Simon and me) applied for several summer jobs; one of these had its location in Frøya. After waiting and waiting and waiting for an answer we concluded with the fact that we were not going there this summer. A couple of day’s passes and then my phone rings, the woman tells me that we got jobs for the summer IN FRØYA! Man, everything suddenly changed. After one day of thinking about it and making a list (haha) we called back and told them we were up for the challenge.
The next step was to find a place to live, but for some reason this was IMPOSSIBLE. After calling the entire list of people, some even twice, we started wondering if it’s possible to live in a tent one whole summer. Some days later I saw in my notes that one guy had recommended calling the hotel, because he thought they rented out small “brakker” as it’s called in Norwegian. I called the hotel and this really friendly lady said that “yes, of course, it’s a deal”.
Then the semester came to an end very fast and it was time to move. We cleaned out our rooms in Moholt and put all the stuff in the Taxi (a big one), and got on the boat to Frøya. Arriving in Sistranda witch is the “city-area” in Frøya, basically containing a Bunnpris, a Coop, a Library, a Bank and a Policestation – where the main activity probably is answering stupid questions from tourists, it really felt like this was the right place to spend the summer.
So we got of the bus close to the hotel and went to get the key leaving the backpacks, a couple of boxes with kitchen appliances, some plasticbags +++ at the bus stop. After seeing the “container/dumpster” we were supposed to live in the two following months, we started wondering where to put our stuff.
The next day we started working, and everybody was very helpful trying to help us find a new place to live. After a day of earning a wage we continued the search of a new residence by asking people in the supermarket and at the police station :P After no luck the entire day we returned HOME to our container, though dropping by the hotel first to talk to the woman again. She turned out to be the answer to our prayers. She said her boyfriend was selling his house in August, and that we could have it till then, and we are only staying out July, and HAHA. She said we should go and see it before we decided and that it was a little bit more expensive than the container. We really didn’t care at that point because we were so desperate, and the price she gave us was still cheaper than Moholt. For that reason we didn’t expect much, but because of the fact that it was a HOUSE, a house – just for the two of us, we decided right away. The next day we were the proud “owners” of this baby:
So now we spend our days working…
Relaxing…
Fishing…
Hiking…
Cooking…
Baking also actually… (who knew you had so much time on your hands when not having a TV or internet)
Doing laundry by hand… haha
...and having fun!
I mean... we do this in between having supercool friends visiting, traveling to exotic countries as Germany and small endangered cities in Norway like Steinkjer. This makes the time just fly by, and we can see the end of summerjob-heaven already. When come to think of it is not that bad really, because then one week of Trondheim is following, continued by some weeks driving around Italy…
I believe I saved myself the last year. This means the burning world is next on the list.
-Ida-
Lofoten, a little bit delayed...
After returning from the US we slept for a couple of hours and then got on the bus to Lofoten. Now, sitting here in Frøya, thinking about the last three years, with ESN being basically the main focus in my life - pretty melancholic. Anyways, that Lofoten trip was my 4th and last.
Starting of on the bus again like always, struggling to find a comfortable position.
…somehow easier this time though.
Frederik and Asta are taking over the steering wheel from the fall on. That is a very qualified group of people right there, and it’s with a good feeling we can let go of it.
The trip was as good as ever :) With crazy weather, changing from amazing sun to really crappy within minutes. We went hiking, went on a boat trip, some crazy people went swimming and we ate a lot of good food.
Then of course we put together the best party of the year, like always. But as also known; what happens in Lofoten stays in Lofoten. Except if your name is Elisabeth, then the reasonable thing to do is taking it to France.
The only thing left at that point was to get our buts home to Trondheim to do some studying (that’s what we are right? Students!), and the position search started once again…
For some reason you might think I think “I’ve seen this picture before”, but no people, it’s a brand new one, the open-mouth-while-sleeping-condition seems to be with me for a lifetime.
That’s it I guess, was a wonderful trip and I’ll try to remember it without mixing it into the three exact similar previous ones.
I would like to use this opportunity to thank all the amazing people I met over the three last years, THANK YOU! I believe I found myself somehow because of you guys…
-Ida-
Starting of on the bus again like always, struggling to find a comfortable position.
…somehow easier this time though.
Frederik and Asta are taking over the steering wheel from the fall on. That is a very qualified group of people right there, and it’s with a good feeling we can let go of it.
The trip was as good as ever :) With crazy weather, changing from amazing sun to really crappy within minutes. We went hiking, went on a boat trip, some crazy people went swimming and we ate a lot of good food.
Then of course we put together the best party of the year, like always. But as also known; what happens in Lofoten stays in Lofoten. Except if your name is Elisabeth, then the reasonable thing to do is taking it to France.
The only thing left at that point was to get our buts home to Trondheim to do some studying (that’s what we are right? Students!), and the position search started once again…
For some reason you might think I think “I’ve seen this picture before”, but no people, it’s a brand new one, the open-mouth-while-sleeping-condition seems to be with me for a lifetime.
That’s it I guess, was a wonderful trip and I’ll try to remember it without mixing it into the three exact similar previous ones.
I would like to use this opportunity to thank all the amazing people I met over the three last years, THANK YOU! I believe I found myself somehow because of you guys…
-Ida-
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