V day in Norway

V day, in Norway




MY VERY FIRST TRIP WHILE IM STUDYING ABROAD AND WE PLANNED OURSELVES.



It was a disaster.

Things accidentally left behind by the group for the trip:

• Socks

• Pants

• Zune (mine!)

• Shampoo

• Toothpaste

• Cell phone chargers

• Julie

• Dan



Original plan: Go on a cute trip Valentine ’s Day weekend get one of my flat mates out of the country because she needed to leave and re enter for some sort of visa ridiculousness.

Me, my roommate, and 2 other flat mates book the trip. 3 others in the building did the same thing we found out later. Excitement all around.

Flight was at 6:45 on Friday. We would have to leave the building at 3 in the morning to take an hour bus to airport and it takes 30 mins to walk to bus stop. Let me say that again. Leaving Friday morning at 3. AS IN 3 IN THE MORNING.

Being born naturally brilliant I thought it would be a good idea not to go to bed Thursday night. Here was the train of thought: Why go to bed at 11 when I have to wake up at 2:30 anyway. Roommate with the visa issues was equally as intelligent and so we went to a club with one of the Italian boys we know from school that has the money and connections to get us in. ha.

Fast forward. Great time at club, get home, pack, and start to walk to bus stop. (heres when problems begin)

1. Friend does not even make it to the bus because he is so sick

2. We cannot find bus stop where bus is to bring us to airport

3. At airport another friend realizes she bought the tickets for the wrong month and must go all the way home.

4. We are now down from 7 people to 5.

5. We then sit and all separate to grab food, at which point I hear them CALL OUR PLANE AN HOUR EARLY AND SAY HEY ARE LOCKING THE GATE

6. WE RUN THOUGH SECURITY

7. WE RUN 8 MILES THROUGH THE AIRPORT TO FINALLY MAKE IT TO OUR TURMINAL.

8. We make it on plane

9. All pass out

10. Land in Norway.

Phew.

Once at Norway

1. We find out that we accidently only booked one night at the hostel not 2.

2. All of our phones are dead or not working so we cannot get in contact with the 2 members of the group who booked their stay at a hotel not a hostel.

DESPITE all of these monstrous problems, it all worked out.

Norway is beautiful and full of fantastically rich, beautiful, and extremely happy people. Everyone there speaks English fluently and are all very excited to talk to Americans. P.s Norwegians love Michigan? Hahah that’s what every single one asked us when we said we were from America.

By the way, it was also -14 degrees there. ha.