The sandwich terrorist and the ear ring assassin

My husband and I travelled across half the country yesterday. It’s fun to say husband.

Anyway, I believe I have written about the looong journey you have to take to travel from Middle Norway, that is Levanger where we live right now, to Vadsø, which is my hometown. So, I’m just gonna say: We got on the train to the airport at 2pm, and arrived in Vadsø at 00.30am. And though we got 2 hours delayed at the first airport, we didn’t arrive any later than planned, cos we were supposed to wait 3,5 hours at one of the 3(!!) airports we passed through. So though we had to be re-booked onto another plane, we still came 15 minutes before schedule. Nice journey. We had gorgeous weather, nice seat neighbours, and amazing views, especially for Eddy who has never seen it before. It’s no secret that Norwegian nature and landscape is impressing, especially the mountainous areas.

But in Trondheim, the trouble started. I had packed a lot of food, knowing we were gonna be 10 hours on the road. A part of it was a box with sandwiches. And at the security gate, Eddy’s backpack was taken off to be scrutinized. Thinking they check the bag because it belonged to the only black guy in the line? No. It was because of the suspicious looking box of something. The security guy didn’t speak English (if you work at an airport where they have international flights, you SHOULD know how to speak ENGLISH for …. sake.) Anyway, he spoke with me, and I explained what was inside the box. And we were in the clear.

At the next security we went through, we took out the box from the backpack to avoid more questions about our suspicious (and delicious I must say) sandwiches. The security guy here asked: what is in the box? Sandwiches I said. Oh, what’s on them? He said. Eggs, I said. Oh, Yummy, he said. My turn to go through the metal detector gate. Beep beep beep!! My earrings are very suspicious and have to go trough the x-ray machine.

Yeah yeah, I know this is totally common, and has happened to everyone once in a while in security, but we had fun being the sandwich terrorist and earring assassin, and when you spend half a day in airports and planes, you need something to entertain yourself with.

Now we are spending 3 weeks in my hometown and this is how someone spent their first day.

"Gosh, nobody told me this is what I was coming here for!"

Eddy with his father in law in the fog.