The Hytte report

Category: Life & Me | 11 Comments | Posted 22:22

So I'm back from Trysil. Here is my report. I am bored and not tired so this could be long - but that's what was requested by a few people anyway (tho some of them were actually there...)

So. I flew SAS from Heathrow (2hr coach journey, hooray)... was late (but cheap) flight so arrived 20.35 or sth (Gardermoen was deserted, almost ghostly!). I was picked up by a most lovely (and very mine) Mon and we drove straight to the hytte. Mon made me drive half way thru cuz she was half blind (and red-eyed) but I didn't die. Norway is freaky cuz you have to have your headlights on all the time. But that's ok.

So we got there and I moved in. And d followed shortly after. He brought us roses. Then we did things and went to bed. I can't remember what we did but I remember going to bed. Late. Next day Mon-eye was worse so we went to Elverum hospital (everything in Norway is so fucking far apart - 68km to the nearest hospital!! it's so... weird!!!) - well Mon went to hospital and d and I walked around Elverum and I bought a very cute Diddl sticky pad.

Ja bladibla then I don't remember. So let's be more generic and less specific. Mostly we read and played games (electronic or otherwise and d almost beat Mon)... we listened to music (much Brandy or depressed music and some Robbie in between) and sometimes we even communicated. And we slept and ate too.

OK. Some random highlights:

• the 2nd day it was sunny and we went for a walk up the ski slopes. It was tiring tho ET didn't think so. We had a cool view at some point. Then we found a nice place to rest/read/listen to music. That was very enjoyable (except for the pesky flies).
• d didn't want to skydive but he jumped from hytte roof. Well balcony anyway. The people above were asleep.
• On Friday night we buried a good friend. Tho a sad occasion, it was also very entertaining cuz Mon was very drunk. Unlike the rest of us of course.
• On Saturday we went for a ride (Mon and I that is). It was great fun and I learnt where Santa Claus (the Christmas guy!) is from but my bum still hurts.

Today we left. We packed up & tidied hytte (well Mon did most of it ) and drove back thru endless miles of Norwegian countryside (and tho again I drove for about half of it I still have next to no idea of (south-)Norwegian geography. Woo I like road signs!)

Conclusion? I've spent a week with an angel. And now I miss her terribly. I considered emigrating but my addiction is too expensive. So I'll have to lure her here. With her dog.

PS I think I want to elevate linking to an art form.