Up North and Back Again

05.07.10

I’ve just come home from a brief three-day-trip up north. My first vacation as far as this summer is concerned, and I loved it. Nothing cheers me up like meeting up with old friends at our local pub. It was also nice to see progress happening in the local business life - we now have another bar, making bar-to-bar-trips almost useful.



Visiting the local pub was however not the sole purpose of my journey. Oh no, it was far more serious than that; it was the baptism of my niece (which by the way is adorable!).

(I am now uncle of two nephews and two nieces requiring me to be super-uncle whenever the whole family decides to meet together up north.)

The baptism ceremony went by with a preacher venturing out on very thin ice talking about religion and war in the modern world, us singing a hymn promising salvation to heathens as well as Jews (!:D), and a particularly awkward scene where I, my nephew and a bunch of other kids stood in front of the entire church singing some sort of Christian soldier song.

Strange indeed.

The rest of the week was, briefly speaking, spent eating cake and spending quality time with my family (which I by the way am extremely fond of ^__^).

So now I sit here, back in my apartment in Trondheim, without any luggage. Yes, the airline company managed to mislay my suit case somewhere, leaving me with very little to wear besides the clothes I was traveling in. Needless to say, I’ve been searching all over for dirty shirts, socks and other clothing to wash tonight so I can look somewhat presentable at work tomorrow. I sure hope SAS manages to clear this up by tomorrow.

Well, time to pop the clothes into the dryer. Take care, dear reader! :)

Edit:
The universe must be playing some sort of cruel joke on me. When I went down to open the washer, the door wouldn't open. Looks like the washer is flooded and now I have to find some way of draining it.

:D Son of a bitch.