Bergen-time

I love that word, Bergen, it's so ambiguous. Especially if you have a thing for watching old tv shows because you really (really) like a certain nice boy.

I'm currently in bergen with my family to celebrate that my grandparents have been married for 50 years this month. The actual date is the 14th I think. Today I've sat on a bus for about 12 hours, but it's gone pretty fast since I've slept, watched two guys and a girl (woow, even more bergen<3) and read the lord of the rings while listening to music.

After arriving at the hotel and eating dinner people went out to get a pint on the town:P I guess the hillbilly factor was high when half the sylte's entered downtown Bergen to get some beer:P I, on the other hand, was priveliged with a glas of water. Borned to be wild, I know. But since I'm on penicillin, and I'm underage, that's expected.

Sitting outside on Egon at about 12 pm on a saturday made me realize just how much I'm looking forward to moving to a city. There were loads of people there and a bunch load of russes. Really fun to just enjoy the view, you see it wasn't half bad. I even saw TWO (*gasp*) niceboys with mohawks. I'm in heaven! But of course I was stuck with all the old people (sorry Aron, and everyone else feeling offended by my grasp of time). Anyways, you'll get a neat description of the nice boys when I get home Renate and Maria. And I can't wait untill we'll go out in trondheim and Oslo, and everywhere else we feel like, the gang;) It'll be great meeting new people too, not just having reruns of the same party over and over, whether it's at Heimhug or Lyngstad or whatever.

by the way, I'm sorry I don't have ay pics for you Renate, I know you love having pics in the blog, but I'll try to remember to snap some tommorrow;)

Bye bye now