tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52891263474970932762024-03-05T00:49:16.145-08:00Avreise, på et jet fly...The Devine Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576094007817258617noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289126347497093276.post-50554603721049623722012-01-20T12:19:00.000-08:002012-01-20T12:20:00.429-08:00Farvel byliv (Farewell City Life)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I prepare to say goodbye to the apartment to which I could first call home in Norway, I cannot help but feel a little sad. We moved here in August 2010 nearly 18 months ago, and everything from the kitsch loft-style layout to the art nouveaux façade is still as lovely today as it was when we first saw - and consequently fell in love with it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The central location was fabulous for shopping and the endless nights out that we would enjoy here... it was also easy to stumble home after nachspills.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So yes, despite smelling like an ashtray because of some inconsiderate neighbours downstairs we absolutely adored the apartment in the town... but times change... as do circumstances.</span><br />
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<br />The Devine Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576094007817258617noreply@blogger.com0Ålesund, Norway62.4722284 6.14948262.4135189 5.9915535 62.5309379 6.3074105tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289126347497093276.post-90627788885875144052011-09-16T14:02:00.000-07:002011-09-16T14:02:31.197-07:00Hesitance is the act of waiting before doing something.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="hw" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;">hes·i·tate</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><br />
<div class="pseg"><i style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">intr.v.</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> </span><b style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">hes·i·tat·ed</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;">, </span><b style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">hes·i·tat·ing</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;">, </span><b style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">hes·i·tates</b><div class="ds-list" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"><b>1.</b><div class="sds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><b>a. </b>To be slow to act, speak, or decide.</div><div class="sds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><b>b. </b>To pause in uncertainty; waver.</div></div><div class="ds-list" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"><b>2. </b>To be reluctant.</div><div class="ds-list" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"><b>3. </b>To speak haltingly; falter.</div><div class="ds-list" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"><br />
</div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love Norway... I really really do. And I love the less than especially sunny state of Sunnmøre even though it rains almost every day.</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am however discovering exactly why the OFT figures stating that Norway has a worse road safety record in terms of death by road traffic accidents than we do in Britain. I should explain that while I have driven around most of the southern part of Norway and visited all of the major cities that most people know, I am referring to the driving experience in and around where I live in Ålesund which of course includes a increased variety of agricultural and haulage vehicles and ergo 'country drivers'.</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before you say it, I am no perfect driver. I speed, I am sometimes a victim of my frustration and I do have what some would describe as an overconfidence in a cars ability to maneuver and stop. I do however, take a lot of pride in the way I drive, and take a great interest in driving itself which probably spurs from a love of motoring from a young age. Additional to this, being a newcomer to this country I studied up the local highway code and probably have it fresher in my mind than others might.</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The displays of driving I seem to be subjected to almost every day seem to almost always fall into the same category of late decision making or as the title suggests 'hesitance'. This seems apparent almost everywhere, almost like the driver does not want to make too much of a fuss to some people, but then the irritation of waiting takes over and they drive into roundabouts and junctions without looking.</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just this week, I had two such displays: the first in which the driver in front was trying to overtake a mobile home, he waited and waited until the road markings spread apart and the view ahead became clear and importantly safe. So he should have overtaken him here right? Well he had a look, then pulled back in... and then had another look, and pulled back in. While all this was happening the gentleman behind me decided he was sick of waiting, overtook me and decided to over the hesitant chap as well... only to be forced to brake while he was overtaking because the chap in front finally decided to overtake ON THE CREST OF A HILL! Anyway, no one was hurt, but the chap who was behind me maybe needed a change of pants after said experience.<br />
Almost poetically after this incident we were met with this:</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today, as myself and a colleague were returning home from work we were overtaking a truck in the tunnel near my home and yet again hesitance struck... gentleman in a Tafjord van decides to merge with the overtaking traffic. Except he managed not to see me, hit his indicator on after he moved and then consequently didn't overtake the truck. Still having his indicator on, he continued not to move around while I was holding up the overtaking traffic behind me because this numpty cannot use his mirrors.<br />
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Like I said before... I do love Norway, but I will love you even more when your countrymen learn the rules of the road better.</span></div></div>The Devine Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576094007817258617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289126347497093276.post-12058845975410588612011-08-28T03:02:00.000-07:002011-08-28T03:02:35.113-07:00Sommer i Norge<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When I first met Anita, my wife of 2 1/2 years now I remember her telling me of the amazing summers she experienced in Norway, in contrast to the seemingly perpetual 'nothing' weather we had in Edinburgh.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Most of what she said was true, apart from the endless rain regardless of what part of Norway you are currently visiting. When the rain stops however, the resulting 'fint vær' is just lovely as my next pictures shall testify.</span></div></td></tr>
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Two words... Night skiing. Til next time folks.</span>The Devine Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576094007817258617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289126347497093276.post-24009626776251697002011-06-06T12:50:00.000-07:002011-06-06T12:53:19.140-07:00When obsession becomes a dangerous reality<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyone who knows me knows thrill seeking is not a pastime of mine, nor will it ever be. I enjoy driving fast cars and skiing but otherwise pretty boring in terms of extreme or even normal sports.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Perhaps this is why I will never understand when people cannot differentiate between thrill seeking and stupid, dangerous behaviour.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Speaking of bottled water, here is the reply Imsdal sent, following some 'critical' feedback I gave them about their new advert<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><span lang="EN-GB">When it comes to the appearance of our actresses, I'll let you decide on what you define as less attractive. In our opinion, all girls are healthy looking and cool. Some of the girls in Punk-outfits are skinnier than our lead cast, and we have blondes and brunettes in both groups. However, we have focused on creating two different styles to make a point that they do not belong in the same group of friends in just few seconds</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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2 years... 24 months, 104 weeks or 730 days as a married man was celebrated at the beginning of this month by a jaunt to Copenhagen. I hate to say it but despite having an awesome glyptotek, stunning architecture, amazing views and some world shopping centres... my fondest memory of Copenhagen was... wait for it... the bicycles.<br />
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I know, I know, most keen motorists hate cyclists and to some extent with good reason. However, Copenhagen's organised and flowing bicycle lanes and traffic systems totally changed my view. They have proved it can be done, and with the all important sense of fun that <i>any </i>daily task requires... I felt out of place walking. Also, not to be missed is restaurant Peder Oxe in Gråvbrødretorv... superb anniversary dinner.<br />
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Despite the spirit of Top Gear, I think next year we will fly down. The 1200km route involves a couple of mountains and as the next picture describes, there was a wee bit of snow.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Anyway, what happened was a classic example of a tourist on the slopes, ploughing everywhere with my skis awkwardly criss-crossed to prevent me from gaining too much speed.... or so I thought. I had spent a little while on the baby slope and built up a ridiculous amount of confidence, somewhat contributed to by an energy drink called Urge, the rest being the friendly encouragement from my highly accomplished Scandinavian friends who surprisingly, have been skiing since they 6 months old. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Anyway, I decided to have a go at the other training slope and then it happened... no stopping me! I tried stopping, I was too afraid to fall over and then before I knew it I had taken out the fence and landed on the other side of a pathway up to the slopes. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">Thankfully, I landed on snow, hard snow, but snow. What did frighten me a little was how close my torso was to a brass valve which connected to a snow blower. 30cm to the left and who knows... rather not think about it.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">End result was a smashed jaw, bent teeth, broken ribs and a torn thigh. All on one side of my body too, felt like I had a stroke.</span></span><br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">Despite regularly boasting about how rich their country is, you wouldn't know it from looking at their roads. I learnt to drive in Scotland's east coast and I thought those were bad.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">While their driving prowess on snow and ice filled roads is admittedly quite impressive, they are some of the most impatient and downright dangerous drivers I have ever seen when the cold stuff disappears. Most of the drivers in the UK and France I ever came across that ticked me off where either very very young, or very very old. Over here, the ones overtaking on corners in the rain at 100km/h+ are parents with children in the back. Disturbing.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">The immigration system is a joke. It would have been easier for me to move here if I came from the Congo.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">Anita, a Norwegian national was told by the toll authority when we were bringing our furniture in that our customs form was in the wrong language I.e. English. Despite the fact we got it from their website from a link which said, 'Download this form in English'. After she explained this to the chap in of course her native Norwegian, she was told 'Du er i Norge nå' or 'You are in Norway now.' Plain rude.</span></li>
</ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Anyway, that is it for the negativity. If you wanted more proof of how lovely where I live is, have a nose at the article from a UK paper:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In Scotland, you buy enough booze for 30 people despite inviting only ten who will bring their own booze anyway... or go down the pub, drink until blindness sets in and do something/someone you will regret.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Norwegian Christmas food by the way, I officially love pinekjøtt<b>(lamb rib)</b>, rødkal<b>(red cabbage)</b>, surkål<b>(pickled cabbage)</b>, medisterkake<b>(meatloaf)</b>, ribbe<b>(pork rib)</b> and kalrabi<b>(type of swede)</b>. Should any of you come visit, I will be sure to introduce you to this wonderful combination of flavours.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In any case, I/we are still very much seduced by the life over here and having said a proper goodbye to Edinburgh a couple of weeks ago, the new start is really gathering pace now with both of us having perm jobs, our own car and plans to buy/build a house perhaps in the summer.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy New Year, Godt Nyttår and all that jazz, I wish you all a happy 2011.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">PS - Returning to Edinburgh just after Easter, seeing a new mummy and daddy.</span>The Devine Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576094007817258617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289126347497093276.post-3550228978932934752010-11-15T11:46:00.000-08:002010-11-18T03:52:09.809-08:00Norway, an easy place to love<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air... I suggest you steer clear of Western Norway during the winter. The weather here is much like it is in Scotland, only more so in every way. The hail storms sound like a thousand marbles on a spin cycle, the snow is relentless and the rain is never ending. In theory, given the associations between seasonal affective disorder and the cold dark winters in northern parts, you'd think everyone would be pretty miserable right about now.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For the past 5 months I have been learning the local language but I have managed to get by because of the confident manner in which most Norwegians speak English. Interestingly, in doing this I have discovered that Norwegians, like most other nationalities in Europe, are a touch more blunt than those of us from Britain. Saying 'please' is seldom outside of establishments and they have a curious inability to say 'excuse me' when the situation sees fit. In actual fact, they push... a lot. But I will talk about that next week.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Rather than put me off though, this has actually become one of the things I love most about Norway and Norwegians, their clear cut way of communicating. Calling a telephone helpline over here presents you with a truly un-robotic approach to customer service. They get straight to the point and the conversation has a very natural flow, rather than an intensely scripted experience like we would get from phoning BT or Virgin Media. It appears to boil down to one thing in my mind, that being honesty. I have never spoken to someone in the UK that really trusts their local bank, estate agent or even recruitment agency to do everything they say they will, where as over here it is completely the opposite. I get a boat every morning to get to work and the conductor who checks for tickets merely accepts my word that I have a monthly card. No check to see if I am pulling a fast one, just trust. Occasionally they ask for proof but in three months this has happened to me twice.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">As you have probably seen by my almost daily posting of pictures on the book of face, I quite like the scenery over here. Come rain or shine there is a picturesque backdrop around every corner usually featuring the magnificent snow topped mountain ranges, wonderfully still fjords and if there has been some snow, the brightest landscape you will see outside of the Arctic. Thanks to the film 'TrollHunter' I firmly believe there are 100ft tall, human snacking ogres inside these beautiful mountains, but it didn't stop me visiting a log cabin last weekend.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The horribly colonial buzz-term 'status-less environment' is applied everywhere, often in open plan offices to indicate no social or professional division, which actually just makes everyone feel a little less important than the people who do get their own office. Over here though, it is not uncommon to have coffee with your manager, managing director and so on so an open plan office is a bit of a non-existence, outside of the UK firms that are here that is. It is also possible I think this having met some absolutely wonderful people working here, both norges and non-norges. This brings me back to my first point about Norway, this country does not have just lovely norsk people but lovely visitors working for them too.</span></span><br />
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<ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The women. They do not need FHM magazine, the mums in the supermarket are better looking.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The country does not shut when it snows.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hot dogs are available everywhere.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Log Cabins. Frick'n awesome.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Skiing is for everyone, not just the kids who go to private school and do summer in the Alps.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Forspill, and consequently nachspill.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The alluring way in which they speak English.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The intelligent way they speak English.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The government wants you to have children and grow old.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">5 weeks holiday in June/July, like a school holiday for adults.</span></li>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">If you were to ask Anita or myself what we miss most about the UK, by the UK, I mean Scotland; it is the friends that we would usually bump into in the street, the friends on nights of boozy dinners, cheesy nightclubs and stanley casino climaxes, deep, topical and sometimes emotional discussion after far too many jagerbombs, BBQs where the weather is always slightly too windy and being able to walk into a chippy and ask for a half pizza supper - the phenomena that is donor pizza and deep-fried haggis has not made its way over to Nordic lands as yet.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">I'll do my best to update this once a week to give you an idea of what this strange little rich country is like to live in. Comments and critique appreciated, one day I want to do this for a living.</span></span><br />
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