to have a boring life...

hmmmmm................
most ppl believe that i have an 'exciting adventuous' life BUT if truth be, the fact of the matter is, i actually have a 'very plain and boring' life..........................
don't get me wrong or anyrhing.........
i am grateful for the mundane way of living because i have a theory that, 'if life is boring, then it just means that whatever i do will make it more interesting......... and so having a 'nothing to do' life is perfect in forcing me to find 'somethings to do' and in doing so i make my life seem 'fascinating and fun' to the onlooker or reader in this case................................... and in all cases, accounts of anedotes only become special in 'words and pictures' because thats what 'MAGICK' is made from :-p.................

and now i will perform a little magick here...........

i stand inside stansted airport again and stare blindly at the flight schedule board ..........
my eyes compulsively look for 'malmo' but thats not where i am heading this time.............
i take a moment to gain back the ability to think and then look up again to find my real destination FR036 'oslo torp'................................
i had been awake since 5am..........
waking up early doesn't bother me but when i had had no sleep during the upcoming days then it begins to fook up my senses.................
but luckily i am used to this, and so i just don't think about the situation anymore and just allow my body to take over in the usual routine, becoming automatous in all actions............ it knows that i have to get up, to wash, to dress, to get on the bus to catch the coach and then to check in at the correct desk.................... it also knows that it can't shut down for sleep until i am buckled up in the plane and then it knows that it should come back into function half an hour before landing...................... i love my body :-p......................

so why was i going to oslo???
well...................
i wasn't..................
i was actually travelling towards norways 4th biggest city 'stavanger' for a week, BUT, the route i took, lets say, was not the most 'direct', BUT, the most cheapest way (satisfaction comes in knowing that getting there and back while having fun cost me less than £100 :-p, which is what this is all about :-p)...............
AND, what was in stavanger???
my sex slave!!! only joking!!! joke joke!!!..............
'friends' (from myspace, which some i have never meet in my life) is the obvious answer here!!! i went to see ppl and to experience a different place.............. (to be totally honest with ppl here, if i wanted to see a 'city' then all i would have to do is walk outside my house, and i had been to oslo before so wanted to stay in a different part of norway (that coupled with the fact that i can only 'crash' where ppl live :-p)).....................

at this stage, you are not allowed to think 'fooking crazy girl' yet...... BECAUSE i haven't written about the planning and packing for this trip..................... again, what planning??? how this all came about was, i emailed oskar saying i might come to norway in april, maybe around the 18th, he emailed me back saying his flatmate's friend may visit about that time too, we both talked on skype and found that ryainair flights were only 1p (without airport tax) and train tickets from sandefjord to stavanger were as cheap as NOK199, so after checking that i could actually afford to be away from the 17th to the 26th (i felt so sori for oskar and anders because they had me for a week!!!), i booked everything!!! (well more like i booked the flights and then had to get oskar to book the train tickets ........ errrrr tack!!!)...... this was all done two weeks prior, and while i was still babysitting my niece.............

i didn't leave that place until the morning of friday the 13th (and i forgot my phone charger!!! and its still there) and as soon as i got back to cambridge, i was off again to nottingham within a space of three hours................. i had to 'see' ( = do some work for) mooma and moopa and to get some stuff.................. this took the whole of the weekend and then on monday i had to go down to london to 'see' ( = get lectured by) grandma since she had a hospital appointment and to give some stuff to ppl and to get more krapp that was thrown at me...................... so when i did manage to get back to cambridge it was on monday night........... and the flight was the nx morning, SO i had a few hours to pack.................. thats actually good since i usually don't have hours to pack!!! (note: hours to pack = sleep is compensated).............. BUT its not as bad as it sounds, because i decided beforehand what i was going to pack..................

this entailed................
my passport,
my ipod,
a japanese mail-order-bride-catalogue :-p,
a digital SLR,
a sony P12 for movies
and a canon compact for photos :-p.............
thats right!!! i packed three cameras!!! (and the chargers :-p).............. yes........... i am a 'fooking crazy girl'!!! whereas most ppl, let alone most girls, would pack clothes and shoes and make-up....... i took digital equipment.................... (i also brought shorts and t-shirts??? even though i knew it would be cold, especially in the mountains!!!......... and i took food too???......... do you expect me to live without tea and nori!!! but to make me seem somewhat 'girly' i did take a hairdryer, which is the MOST important thing that any peron with long hair could have!!! trust me on this!!!) BUT i did warn my friends that i was going to 'wear whatever was clean' in their laundry room so i was fine as far as clothes go......... although jumpers and t-shirts on 6ft guys look more like dresses on 5ft midgits??? :-p

okay now i will go bak to the technicalities of this trip.........
when arriving in oslo torp there were two options that i had........ one was to catch a coah to oslo, the other was to catch the local bus (no.172) to sandefjord.......in both cases it was to get to a train station............. i went to sandefjord and because i had never been there before, made sure i had some time to spare............................ 6 hours that is.................... so now i pretty much know sandefjord like the bak of my hand so to speak??? (i also need to admit that i also fell asleep in the train station for about an hour because i was sooooo shattered!!!) ................... at the stroke of 9:39pm my first train that would take me to drammen came, then at drammen i had to change for the NSB night service to stavanger.............. which i wasn't sure which one that was, but luckily the missionary lady that i talked to was catching the same train, so thank you to her for helping me and i hope the conference you went to was inspiring................

as soon as i found my seat on the train i immediately put my bag in the storage compartment, went to take a piss, took my shoes off, unpacked the complimentary pillow and blanket and fell asleep!!! no thinking!!! just allowing my body to do the usual 'time to sleep' routine............................ it was a 8hr train ride and i remember sleeping for about 6 of it :-p (well more like i got on, closed my eyes and when i opened them again it was 6am so honestly i don't remember, i just know i was out cold for 6 hours).................

and that is the account of getting to stavanger.........................
nx will be, what the hell took place in norway (well most of it) :-p

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