lifestyle, Norwegian culture, Travel

Greetings from Trondheim.

Right now I’m in Trondheim Norway, enjoying a beer and my book at a busy bar in the city centre. I am by myself, enjoying being at it’s fullest.

I had a bit of a slow morning, but in the end got myself down to the city centre for a walk, a bit of sighting and in the end some food and drinks. How I love to walk on such bright, sunny and refreshing days. Even if the cold overcomes you at some point. Which is when it’s nice to escape into a bar.

I’ve always been comfortable being alone and doing stuff on my own, especially when being abroad. At home too of course, but the threshold is slightly higher in Norway for some absurd reason. It might be because I know what I used to think and how we are culturally programmed to perceive solitude in general. It’s no secret that our society is built upon the union of two or more. You’re kind of a weirdo if you do things alone. But let me tell you, nothing is more liberating. Nothing is more adjusting and healthy for your soul than to do things on your own. You grow – they way you are meant to grow. Without interference.

So, I just wanted to drop by and wish you a lovely and happy Friday. Enjoy the beauty you surround yourself with and take care ❤

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The silence of white.

The soundless fall of snow brings silence with it, upon all living and non-living things. The silence isn’t empty. It’s a pause in a noisy world. It’s the moment you can hear your soul. Silence isn’t empty. Silence is full of answers.

silently like thoughts that come and go, snowflakes fall, each on a gem.

I woke to the snowflakes dancing today. The trees are covered in white and it’s quiet. Usually I’m not thrilled over this because it usually means I’m stuck on the hill I live on. It’s cold. And it is days like this I don’t bother to step outside my door. But my heart sings today. As I poured my coffee, I could hear the silence. The calm. I could feel the love of just being and everything fell into place.

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Norwegian culture

Animals of the seasons.

Darkness is falling upon us. I hear the wind sing its agony while ripping the shades of reds from the trees. Death has arrived and it’s taking its time while transforming nature into a higher state of beauty before seizing it away from us.

It’s my favourite time of year. The colours. The freshness of the air. The end of a cycle and the start of a new. It’s Fall.

A true Norwegian at heart, fall is the definition of “koselig”. We are tired. Tired of summer. Tired of spending all time and energy outside. The pressure of being high energy levelled all the time. Of the heat. The long summer evenings. We are ready for the howling of the wind, the rain raging upwards from the pavement, the warmth of candles, blankets and loved ones within the four walls of our homes. For our wool sweaters and grandmas home knitted socks. For crime shows on the telly. It’s time to retreat from the extroverted to the introverted.

Norwegians are like the seasons themselves. We follow the cycles. As much as we don’t like to admit it, or realise even, we long for the constant change.

We are animals of the season.

Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.

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Horsing around

The day finally came: I got back on the horse! Horses was my favourite activity as a child and I took it very seriously. It’s ridiculous that I’ve waited twenty years to get back into it.

Martine and I contacted a Horse Center close to us and was given the opportunity to come by for a ride – and make it more permanent, which we will. But my god I am rusty! I need to read up, practice and get back into the whole deal, because there’s a lot of things to think about while handling a horse. I was very happy that I was given such a beautiful gelding, I could not have asked for a better horse. His name is Neptun and he put his head on my chest during our grooming session, which was such a beautiful moment. He is a Polski Konik and a very kind man – even if he takes every opportunity to ravish every bush in his way.

It took a while for me to get into the rhythm of Neptun and get comfortable, but now all I can think about is our next ride. I’m completely in love with riding all over again and just the smell of the stables brought back a flash of memories. I’m so glad that I have Martine to share this with and that we both enjoyed ourselves so much!

I’m definitely back to my childhood wish of getting a horse now and have decided that I will – when I’ve decided where I want to settle down in the future. Horses are such beautiful animals with the most amazing souls. Just being around them makes me immensely happy and calm.

I guess we can round this up to mission successful. One step closer to a long lost passion.

I hope you have an amazing Friday as well and all the best wishes for your weekend. Thank you for stopping by.

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Norwegian culture, Travel

Storbo Adventure Camp

This weekend I got invited by my good friend Martine to join her and a group of friends at Storbo Adventure Camp for this years pike fishing competition. With all intentions to fish we packed the car full of stuff and left Friday morning. We didn’t need half the stuff and we never got around to the fishing, but I assure you that the whole experience was absolutely great!

The Camp is owned and operated by Martines friends Tina and Christian. They create amazing adventures for groups of people all year around – but mostly wintertime because of Norwegians hunger for snowmobiling – which is illegal in Norway. The Camp is based right a cross the Norwegian-Swedish boarder a little trip from Trysil. I think we were about thirty people who enjoyed each other’s company. The surroundings are beautiful and the Camp itself magnificent! We stayed in the main house, but there are apartments for let and enough beds to fill. I’m not a very outdoorsy person, but this was definitely the place to be to have a great experience. I’ll link the website -> HERE.

Friday was a day of celebration and we had a barbecue and drinks. Which resulted in a little bit of a hangover the next day, so Martine and I pretty much just watched the hardcore ones go out in boats. Upon their return we had a huge dinner in Gildhallen and kept going into the nightly hours.

I did a little collage from the few pics I took:

I also wanted to leave you a video of our trip up there, because the landscape is so beautiful. It’s doesn’t get more Scandinavian than this, mountain speaking (fjords excluded – that’s a Norwegian thing). And some highs from the Camp itself. I hope you enjoy:

The song used in the video is M.A.L.O – Purpose. Link to Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/652RhE5VNCChpGqaVLnQUC?si=WAjPHx9wTK6Cpxn496r8Ag

I am ADDICTED to this song and it couldn’t have come in to my life at any better time. #searchingForAPurpose – also the artist is Norwegian and it’s his very first single! I guess it was meant to be.

Now I’m left with this years first cold and I feel very, very sorry for myself – so I’m gonna go back to doing that. Thank you for stopping by.

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Norwegian culture, Personal, Travel

Norwegian in Los Angeles

Being Norwegian in Los Angeles is nothing but exceptional. I’m sure there are Norwegians who beg to differ, but for me and my fellow travel partner it’s our favorite place to visit. Even though the reasons are complex, I will try to break it down for you.

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First off our love comes from a cultural perspective. We have both spent our youth years in small remote places in Norway where Norwegian culture stand strong. With that I particular mean what we call “Janteloven”. It’s a norm that have grown strong roots into our culture since 1933. The law of Jante comes from a text of Axel Sandmose’s book “En flyktning krysser sitt spor” and goes like this:

  1. You’re not to think you are anything special.
  2. You’re not to think you are as good as we are.
  3. You’re not to think you are smarter than we are.
  4. You’re not to imagine yourself better than we are.
  5. You’re not to think you know more than we do.
  6. You’re not to think you are more important than we are.
  7. You’re not to think you are good at anything.
  8. You’re not to laugh at us.
  9. You’re not to think anyone cares about you.
  10. You’re not to think you can teach us anything.

After more thorough research I realized that this actually is a Scandinavian phenomenon. I’m not sure how well rooted this phenomenon is with our neighbors, but it sure is a reality in Norway. In other words put beautifully by a unknown source in Wikipedia:

The description of a pattern of group behavior towards individuals within Nordic countries that negatively portrays and criticizes individual success and achievement as unworthy and inappropriate.

When in Los Angeles we are free of this. People simply do what they want, they pursue their ideas and desires no matter what and I find it so inspiring. Being around individuals like this also gives me a feeling of freedom I rarely experience at home. Don’t get me wrong, I do feel like a free individual in Norway and i pursue what ever I want, it’s just that it’s usually frowned upon and that can be hard sometimes. Norwegians are in a very spoiled position where we have room to frown upon others: we have a safety net others only can dream about. This also makes entrepreneurship rare here. Why take a risk when everything is handed to you?  On the other hand I always return home with lots of inspiration and creativity! I find it super inspiring and interesting to see how Americans go about their life, because I am so used to the safety net and the clock in/clock out mindset we have in Norway. Here work is just work, not a passion (even if they try to convince you otherwise). It’s lovely to see the passion in people and how excited they are about what they do – and all the hours they put in it – without the judgement of our fellow humans.

The second thing is networking and friendships. Because of the lack of The law of Jante, coming into contact with people is really easy. I hear the Norwegian Troll in the back of my mind at this moment go “ooh – but it’s all superficial. True relations take time” – hah. Yes, they do, but how the heck are you arrive at this point if saying “hi” to someone new puts you in a mental hospital? Say “hi” to someone on the bus here and they will look at you like they think you escaped from a mental institution. I swear,  I’m not trying to paint Norway in a bad way – I love my country, but it really is the reality of things and a reason why I sincerely love Los Angeles. In the short amount of time I have spent there I already have several beautiful relationships blooming and I am so grateful to have these people in my life – both family and friends.

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Then there is the food. I love how simple it is to stay healthy. I mean, I usually don’t because I’m on a holiday, but to be unhealthy in Los Angeles is seriously a conscious choice. No matter what your diet is, there are endless possibilities. And don’t get me started on all the freshness and tastes. I’m drooling right now, thinking about just booking my next ticket. I mean, I would move for Wholefoods as a single reason.

There are some cons though:

  1. My hair gets really, really thirsty. It seriously goes from softness itself to a broomstick. Wtf?
  2. The lack of sleep. There is to much fun everywhere!
  3. The endless sunshine. I mean, I love it, but it can drive me a little bit insane at times. I’m used to seasons and not having that is mentally challenging for some reason.

Coming home this time was like going from a rock concert to a meditation room. I’m dead tired. All I do is eat, sleep and dwell. I dwell a lot because I’ve actually come to the conclusion that I want to move over. I have no idea how I will make that happen practically, but I’m dwelling on it. I’m young, I don’t have children and it’s kind of now or never -ish. I mean, I have things to put in order in my life over here first, but I am seriously thinking about this day and night. It might be the best decision of my life, or the worst.. But how would I know if I don’t try? *Waiting for Norwegians to go all apeshit-Jante*

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I hope that gave you some insight into my/our love for this city. I would like to do a “10 things to do in LA”-post, but I’m always blown out of my mind with all that is happening so I never get around to documenting anything. Maybe next time. Now I’m off to the gym and then I have a eating-date with my travel soulmate at her house – while walking down memory lane from our last trip. Enjoy your weekend – wish you all the best!

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How does it work, Norwegian culture, Norwegian logic

Norwegian weathersickness

Norway is a seasonal country by every means of the word. We have harsh winters, rainy fall and if we’re lucky: warm summers. As a product of this Norwegians have a very schizophrenic relationship with weather and we feel entitled to complain no matter what – almost. The exception arises when the sun is out and temperatures goes up. 2018 has been a rough year with everyday snowfall during winter and hot, hot, hot summer days! We’ve haven’t had this kind of dry and hot summer weather since 1947 and now it’s taking a toll. You see, we just can’t handle it. We feel guilty complaining about something so rare and good, but in the end we’re not made for this. Neither is our country. Air conditioning? Say what? Do you even know how cold it is during winter? Our houses has more heaters than rooms.

Most posted picture on Facebook today:

Reason? It’s 35 Celsius/95 Fahrenheit.

I can’t believe I’m writing this, but I am super excited about this weekends thunderstorm. I hope Sweden gets some as well.. they aren’t doing to well with all their fires and now shits about to hit the fan over here as well.

…so from both the Norwegian people and our forests: thank you universe for sending some rain tomorrow!

ps. Reason we don’t complain about heat in other countries is that is expected and we know we’re gonna return home. Yes, we’re weird like that.

I hope you have beautiful summer weather AND air conditioning wherever you are.

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