Saturday, 16 April 2011

one two three four

five six seven! thats how many russeknuter or russ-knots I've done. I've been a russ now for a little over 24 hours, and so far so good. I do not feel like explaining what the russ celebration is all over again, so you can either go google it or you could look back at one of my older posts. Ok, let me tell you which knots I've done so far.
1. Help collect money for the Norwegian Cancer Fund, we went from door to door to collect money, and our school was the best in our district. yay!

2. Cuss out a statue in the centre of town for five minutes. This is Arne Garborg, a norwegian writer whom we told how we felt about analyzing his poems in norwegian class, the bird poop on his shoe and so on.

3. Have a whole pack of Hubba Bubba bubble gum in your mouth for ten minutes. I think this was the worst one we did. It's almost impossible to control your drooling with all that gum in your mouth.

4. Have breakfast in a roundabout.
We combined this one with:
5. Have cornflakes with beer for breakfast.
It was nasty.

6. Have a serious ten minute conversation with a pole.

7. Eat your own mock business card without eating or drinking something in between. This was actually surprisingly easy for me.

Monday, 11 April 2011

La shukran.

The pictures are kind of out of order. I've been on a excursion trip to Jordan with my languages & travelling and religion & ethics class. We were 28 people. It was fun :) There are camels running loose in the streets of Aqaba, Jordan.

Yay on the snorkeling boat!

We went to a mosque on the last day. Limited amount of clean clothes left. Had to cover up hair and body. This is the result. Amazed by how my "hijab" matches my Batman-hoodie so well. And who knew that denim tights, a dolphin sarong, a floral blouse and a white scarf would make such a lovely outfit?

Petra, Jordan. One of the new seven wonders of the world. Amazing! The funniest part was when we were going into the royal tombs, and there was a group of jordanian 15-year olds who found it much more interesting to photograph, film and follow us instead of looking at the actual destination. At one point when me and another girl stopped to talk to a local bedouin woman, a few of them stopped about 5 ft away and started posing next to us and taking pictures "with" us.

The plumbing in Jordan is not the best. At some restaurants they had these mini-showers to use to wash your behind instead of toilet paper so the pipes wouldn't get clogged. I just used paper and prayed to God and Allah and all the rest of them that it would flush.

I ate food so spicy it made me tear up. Jordanian food is good, but half the time I didn't know what I was eating. They eat a lot of hummus, I've had hummus on this kind of pita-bread for breakfast for a week.

You'd think that when theres 30 degrees celsius outside the pool would be warm, but no.