I'm watching "The Seven Hour Train Journey to Oslo". In minute three the train goes into a tunnel and doesn't come out again for four minutes. Why don't you turn this off, butthead, the screen is black. I wanna see the light at the end of the tunnel. Minute 10 we're back in another tunnel and a Norwegian dude is giving information about doctors on board if you should need one, and what a beautiful country this is when we're not in another tunnel.
I got two weeks to go, teaching finished a long time ago, Songstad is 583m ahead. Ramadan begins on the 29th so I had my last lunch at the university restaurant today, an excellent stir fry beef and vegetables. I said goodbye to Patrick and Kebin, the Sri Lankans, and to the cute Pilipino Muslim who works there.
I'm not looking forward to spending more time in my rat hole. Office hours are unofficially 9-2 during this 'holiday' which means I have more time to read, that's good, but in a rat hole I have no pleasure staying in. Sure, if I had decorated it with anything to make it a place I wanted to come back to that would help, but the truth is, even if my flat was really done up, I'd still be bored and I haven't been bored like this in a long time. I was never bored in Salalah because there was an ocean. Two weeks. If only I knew how to speed the clock up.
Another three minute tunnel, yawn. You hear the train on the tracks and sometimes you hear passengers but the tunnels. The movie is almost four hours long. They show this on flights. Kjenes is approaching, 420m.
If I watched this on a flight I'd be asleep, and that's a good thing because I have a hard time sleeping on any moving vehicle.
So, I'm coming back for another year and 70 vassal virgins won't keep me here any longer. One more year to save up something to...to what I ask. To live somewhere you'd like to live? I'd like to visit New Zealand. Oslo looks nice by train. I only ask you, John you get your visa cancelled when you leave here for good. Hetta is 1283m ahead.
By train Norway looks the way I'd imagine it to look; a river, mountains, little villages, everything looks clean and conformed. "We will arrive at Dalebrygga station in five or six minutes" I think I will get off this train when we stop. While it has been an adventure, I think I'll go home now. I watched Captain Phillips this morning and enjoyed it. What is hypnotizing is the expectation of what is to come even if it is predictable. Ah, here is Dale, we're slowing down, a pretty snow dusted mountain is right ahead, ok, let's jump off!
I got two weeks to go, teaching finished a long time ago, Songstad is 583m ahead. Ramadan begins on the 29th so I had my last lunch at the university restaurant today, an excellent stir fry beef and vegetables. I said goodbye to Patrick and Kebin, the Sri Lankans, and to the cute Pilipino Muslim who works there.
I'm not looking forward to spending more time in my rat hole. Office hours are unofficially 9-2 during this 'holiday' which means I have more time to read, that's good, but in a rat hole I have no pleasure staying in. Sure, if I had decorated it with anything to make it a place I wanted to come back to that would help, but the truth is, even if my flat was really done up, I'd still be bored and I haven't been bored like this in a long time. I was never bored in Salalah because there was an ocean. Two weeks. If only I knew how to speed the clock up.
Another three minute tunnel, yawn. You hear the train on the tracks and sometimes you hear passengers but the tunnels. The movie is almost four hours long. They show this on flights. Kjenes is approaching, 420m.
If I watched this on a flight I'd be asleep, and that's a good thing because I have a hard time sleeping on any moving vehicle.
So, I'm coming back for another year and 70 vassal virgins won't keep me here any longer. One more year to save up something to...to what I ask. To live somewhere you'd like to live? I'd like to visit New Zealand. Oslo looks nice by train. I only ask you, John you get your visa cancelled when you leave here for good. Hetta is 1283m ahead.
By train Norway looks the way I'd imagine it to look; a river, mountains, little villages, everything looks clean and conformed. "We will arrive at Dalebrygga station in five or six minutes" I think I will get off this train when we stop. While it has been an adventure, I think I'll go home now. I watched Captain Phillips this morning and enjoyed it. What is hypnotizing is the expectation of what is to come even if it is predictable. Ah, here is Dale, we're slowing down, a pretty snow dusted mountain is right ahead, ok, let's jump off!
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