|with Silke in Oslo|
|Julebord (a Christmas dinner party) (and apparently one of the only occasions that called for make-up)|
|My childhood friend, Maria|
|London, take 1|
|The Louvre '03|
|Stefanie, my closest friend in Europe|
|Being hilarious at the Little Mermaid in Denmark|
|My friends, and an awesome poster for The Pelican Brief. That movie lives on forever in communal kitchen||5-D.|
But like I said, it was a mixed bag. It was part-school, part-travel, and all-poverty all the time. Norway is an expensive country. I went there because I have family in Norway, and I lived there as a child for a couple years. We were pretty poor then too, so I guess I should have seen that coming. But that's a topic for another post.
|The ski jumps in Lillehammer - just down the street from my home in 1987-89.|
The point of this post is that, for me, Europe has a weird history. So I am all the more excited to go back, because this time I know will be really great. This time we have an adequate supply of funds, we've researched where to go, thing to see, and modes of transportation (as opposed to just showing up and asking "Hey, how do you people get around here? And by the way, where should I go?").
So away we go...
|Hold on young lady!|