Wednesday 16 May 2012
When the sound of many cars began at 7 AM Charles peeked out and discovered we were parked in the ferry lot, and LOTS of people were arriving all at once to take the 7:25 ferry into Oslo proper. By 7:45 the jackhammers started so he kindly drove our van to another place so Nicole and Dian could sleep a couple hours more. By 10:30 we were heading through what Charles had come to appreciate: tunnels. Especially when it rained those long tunnels were a respite from the elements. By noon we had arrived at Laara's home on a peninsula near Oslo. She is the daughter of our friend Colleen, with whom we stayed in Italy. While Laara was at her job as a photo editor for a very popular Norwegian magazine, D2, Nicole sorted photos and Dian accidentally flooded the bathroom after a bath (no damage) and Charles went out and bought some food so we could make dinner. We had a really good phone conversation with Grandmother and Grandad and got caught up with each other.
As we were just sitting down at 8:15 in the dining room guess who walked through the door? Yes, Laara had come home to find us happily ensconced in her home and about to have dinner. Perfect timing, sit down, we've got a plate ready for you! We got to know each other and found a thread of mutual appreciation and love all based on our roots. It might be hard to show evidence but the root thing (i.e. being Americans, and particularly Californians) was a very strong binding force. The meal was enhanced by a nice bottle of wine and after turning in at a reasonable hour so that we would have energy for Constitution Day the next day we all said good night and tusen takk (a thousand thanks).
When the sound of many cars began at 7 AM Charles peeked out and discovered we were parked in the ferry lot, and LOTS of people were arriving all at once to take the 7:25 ferry into Oslo proper. By 7:45 the jackhammers started so he kindly drove our van to another place so Nicole and Dian could sleep a couple hours more. By 10:30 we were heading through what Charles had come to appreciate: tunnels. Especially when it rained those long tunnels were a respite from the elements. By noon we had arrived at Laara's home on a peninsula near Oslo. She is the daughter of our friend Colleen, with whom we stayed in Italy. While Laara was at her job as a photo editor for a very popular Norwegian magazine, D2, Nicole sorted photos and Dian accidentally flooded the bathroom after a bath (no damage) and Charles went out and bought some food so we could make dinner. We had a really good phone conversation with Grandmother and Grandad and got caught up with each other.
As we were just sitting down at 8:15 in the dining room guess who walked through the door? Yes, Laara had come home to find us happily ensconced in her home and about to have dinner. Perfect timing, sit down, we've got a plate ready for you! We got to know each other and found a thread of mutual appreciation and love all based on our roots. It might be hard to show evidence but the root thing (i.e. being Americans, and particularly Californians) was a very strong binding force. The meal was enhanced by a nice bottle of wine and after turning in at a reasonable hour so that we would have energy for Constitution Day the next day we all said good night and tusen takk (a thousand thanks).
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