Norway.
There are 2 Norway for me. I went first to Norway in 2010. The second time (2013) I went to live to Norway for 5 months.
The Norway from 2010 has a name: Carolina.
Carolina was a gift from the destiny in Medellin, which means I got good chances in the probability of meeting her. I meet her in 2008, I was working in Medellin, when she appeared a night in a going out. I still remember the exact moment when I fell into attraction with her (any other names for that?), all that goes in another story I hope I write some day.
Back to Norway, and not telling how she went to visit me in Madrid, where I was living, and that I missed a flight to Oslo due to the Icelandic volcano, She and Me took a flight to Norway. We walked Oslo for one afternoon, had lunch in a hidden bad looking bar behind the station and took our 2nd flight to Bergen.
Bergen. marvellous country side city, with its mountains, sea and fishing sailing style, we walked a lot, both humble guys from Colombia in a foreign country, not knowing the language, not knowing the culture, completly tourist enjoying their country and a chinese lunch. I once was trying to take a picture of us and BErgen in the back, she was showing the tonge, jumping and I got angry because I didnt take the perfect picture. years later, when I was the energy and chaos for someone else, and me missing Caro so badly, I realized how fool I was, she was the energy I needed, the chaos I wanted in my life. I made so many small mistakes and I understimated the powerfulness of that partnerhip called Carolina and Camilo. I said it, Norway was her. we also took a boat by the fjords till a town called Flam, where we rented bicycles and rode the coast along the fjords. Unforgivable riding, I really would like to write all what happened, but it is kind of too pink, but we left something in Flam, we left pasion, memories, coldness and warmness, we left the bikes we rented, the souvenirs we didnt buy, the rainbow that covered her, we left the sharing, the posibly future together, Norway was great, we left many things there but we dint lose anything, we gained a lot.
Still in the 1st Norway trip, Oslo again a couple of days walking with Carolina, the hostel, the pizza, the late sunset and the going back to Madrid, where some days later she went back to Bolivia, where she was living. It was only hours after she went away that I realized what I just lost. I was desperate to attach to something, and she was that something, but she was gone, she is still gone.
The Norway in 2013.
So I lived in Norway for 5 months in 2013. After almost 2 years in Sweden, I meet Camille, now (sep 2013) my fiancee, She is french, and my key to flee the nordics. I had no future in Sweden, a very good job, a couple of friends, good Urko was a Spanish guy, the most kind Spanish guy ever, and my friend, and Strong Fotis was a great humble Greek guy who rode the bike with me for those 2 years, my friends, but after I broke with Maria, the Swedish girl which I lived with durin more than 1 year in Stockholm, I was out of my place.
To sumarize Sweden, I meet MAria in Madrid, my friend and companion Maria, 2010, in 2011 I moved to Sweden to do my master thesis and to live with her, with no expectations for the future. in 2012 we broke and I had to take my possesions (some clothes, my bike, my computer) and find a room somewhere for me. Can you imagine what it feels like????
Well, february 2013, Camille living in Paris and me in Stockholm, We planned I was quiting my company and I would move to France for 3 months, then We both would go to Colombia. So I quited My job in Sweden, but instead they offered me a transfer to Norway, I had no money and I hardly reject a new country to discover, so We decided to move to Norway, first me and one month later Camille. I took my stuff (1 bag of clothes, my computer, my guitar and my bike), I left again whatever I dont need, forgettable stuff, useless stuff I am happy to release (stupid clothing I never used, kitchen stuff, already read books, heaters, blankets, etc etc).
I worked for 5 months in Oslo. from March to July. It was mostly cold, but June was beautiful, The first month I was by myself in that city, march is still full with snow, you can not imagine, just a couple of days later I saw a BMX guy in the metro, he told me where to ride and there I went, a nice indoor skatepark, and very nice people, not like swedish, Norwegians greet, talk, ask questions and are nice, I was glad. With a cozy apartment, my bike, my job and new friends, I enjoyed walking alone the streets, taking a coffe in the coldness, having lunch alone or with the chinese coworkers, going to the cinema alone, doing things I was afraid of doing alone, I had a relaxing month by myself, loneliness, with a lot of hard work anyway, but I was finally out of sweden!!!!
I can not describe well my feelings in Norway, I loved the country because I knew it was temporary, 5 months and I would be in Colombia with Camille, 5 months of together, 5 months of saving money and making more short trips in Europe, you cant imagine.
So in July I had to quit again my company, this time to go to Colombia with camille, but only for 3 weeks, She got a job in china, so we moved there, but China is another story!!!!
:)
There are 2 Norway for me. I went first to Norway in 2010. The second time (2013) I went to live to Norway for 5 months.
The Norway from 2010 has a name: Carolina.
Carolina was a gift from the destiny in Medellin, which means I got good chances in the probability of meeting her. I meet her in 2008, I was working in Medellin, when she appeared a night in a going out. I still remember the exact moment when I fell into attraction with her (any other names for that?), all that goes in another story I hope I write some day.
Back to Norway, and not telling how she went to visit me in Madrid, where I was living, and that I missed a flight to Oslo due to the Icelandic volcano, She and Me took a flight to Norway. We walked Oslo for one afternoon, had lunch in a hidden bad looking bar behind the station and took our 2nd flight to Bergen.
Bergen. marvellous country side city, with its mountains, sea and fishing sailing style, we walked a lot, both humble guys from Colombia in a foreign country, not knowing the language, not knowing the culture, completly tourist enjoying their country and a chinese lunch. I once was trying to take a picture of us and BErgen in the back, she was showing the tonge, jumping and I got angry because I didnt take the perfect picture. years later, when I was the energy and chaos for someone else, and me missing Caro so badly, I realized how fool I was, she was the energy I needed, the chaos I wanted in my life. I made so many small mistakes and I understimated the powerfulness of that partnerhip called Carolina and Camilo. I said it, Norway was her. we also took a boat by the fjords till a town called Flam, where we rented bicycles and rode the coast along the fjords. Unforgivable riding, I really would like to write all what happened, but it is kind of too pink, but we left something in Flam, we left pasion, memories, coldness and warmness, we left the bikes we rented, the souvenirs we didnt buy, the rainbow that covered her, we left the sharing, the posibly future together, Norway was great, we left many things there but we dint lose anything, we gained a lot.
Still in the 1st Norway trip, Oslo again a couple of days walking with Carolina, the hostel, the pizza, the late sunset and the going back to Madrid, where some days later she went back to Bolivia, where she was living. It was only hours after she went away that I realized what I just lost. I was desperate to attach to something, and she was that something, but she was gone, she is still gone.
The Norway in 2013.
So I lived in Norway for 5 months in 2013. After almost 2 years in Sweden, I meet Camille, now (sep 2013) my fiancee, She is french, and my key to flee the nordics. I had no future in Sweden, a very good job, a couple of friends, good Urko was a Spanish guy, the most kind Spanish guy ever, and my friend, and Strong Fotis was a great humble Greek guy who rode the bike with me for those 2 years, my friends, but after I broke with Maria, the Swedish girl which I lived with durin more than 1 year in Stockholm, I was out of my place.
To sumarize Sweden, I meet MAria in Madrid, my friend and companion Maria, 2010, in 2011 I moved to Sweden to do my master thesis and to live with her, with no expectations for the future. in 2012 we broke and I had to take my possesions (some clothes, my bike, my computer) and find a room somewhere for me. Can you imagine what it feels like????
Well, february 2013, Camille living in Paris and me in Stockholm, We planned I was quiting my company and I would move to France for 3 months, then We both would go to Colombia. So I quited My job in Sweden, but instead they offered me a transfer to Norway, I had no money and I hardly reject a new country to discover, so We decided to move to Norway, first me and one month later Camille. I took my stuff (1 bag of clothes, my computer, my guitar and my bike), I left again whatever I dont need, forgettable stuff, useless stuff I am happy to release (stupid clothing I never used, kitchen stuff, already read books, heaters, blankets, etc etc).
I worked for 5 months in Oslo. from March to July. It was mostly cold, but June was beautiful, The first month I was by myself in that city, march is still full with snow, you can not imagine, just a couple of days later I saw a BMX guy in the metro, he told me where to ride and there I went, a nice indoor skatepark, and very nice people, not like swedish, Norwegians greet, talk, ask questions and are nice, I was glad. With a cozy apartment, my bike, my job and new friends, I enjoyed walking alone the streets, taking a coffe in the coldness, having lunch alone or with the chinese coworkers, going to the cinema alone, doing things I was afraid of doing alone, I had a relaxing month by myself, loneliness, with a lot of hard work anyway, but I was finally out of sweden!!!!
I can not describe well my feelings in Norway, I loved the country because I knew it was temporary, 5 months and I would be in Colombia with Camille, 5 months of together, 5 months of saving money and making more short trips in Europe, you cant imagine.
So in July I had to quit again my company, this time to go to Colombia with camille, but only for 3 weeks, She got a job in china, so we moved there, but China is another story!!!!
:)
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