Here is more

I've been back to my days as a student in Trondheim, in the center of my long land. I've walked in my old footsteps as a fresh student straight from high school in a small town far north, in the "big" city, on her own, ready to start the grown up life. I've walked in snowy, frosty streets through the old parts of town where everything looks like something out of a Christmas fairy tale. I've marvelled at the amazing artwork that is the Nidaros Dome. I've sat on buses passing all the places I used to pass everyday - going to school, going for gatherings, going for parties or going home for Christmas. I have passed my former tiny homes, rooms with wild match of furnitures from different decades, cheap stuff from flea markets matched with new minimalistic stuff from IKEA, still cheap though. I've been to my old uni, I've seen old study friends. I've walked the corridors of the school, thinking with horror back on all those times we spent here, worrying and fretting over papers and exams and terrible lecturers. And I have seen, with also a bit of horror, that some of the same people are still wandering the brick laid roads inside NTNU. I'm here, hoping to come back, and settle for a while.

November snow

Wandering through snowy cosy streets in Trondheim is not a bad way to spend an afternoon.

View out of Ghana: Football

You dont really want your man to be watching football if he has spent the whole day with his buddies already and maybe you wanted some me-time.

But I have learned that you still want his team to win, no matter how annoyed you are that he is watching the game.

Because if his team looses.....

On the road again

Ahhh.... I have to write something! I promised myself to keep up the English blog after I got back to Norway and I will. Not that the Norwegian version has been updated much more than this one since I got back.

I've barely sat still since I got back from Ghana last Wedenesday. I came to my sister's place, where I met my parents, spent 2 days there, and then I jumped on a train and went to Trondheim for 1,5 day to visit my good friend Vero. Then I jumped back on the train on Sunday to my sisters place. On Tuesday I went to visit my aunt and uncle who live outside of Oslo, though on a sorrowful mission as we were to attend my other aunt, my father's oldest sister's funeral the next day. I had the luxury of meeting all my cousins and more family that day, but it was really not a day any of us wanted to experience. But good to know there is a whole family out there I belong to that I barely ever see, thanks to long distances in our long country, and me being in Ghana half of the year all the time. Today I came flying back from Oslo, and now I'm back at my sister's place with my beautiful nephew and I'm looking forward to relax here a few days in the company of these two people, while the man in the house goes hunting for "everything" with some buddies in a forest somewhere.

After that, I hope I will walk around in Trondheim and co-incidentally bump in to a nice job somewhere. Somehow.

Pray for me'ohh....

Frost over Levanger

And a beautiful baby boy!

A new dawn

I landed in Germany this morning with Obama on every tv screen and newspaper, and even though my German is rusty it wasnt hard to figure out the story.

Obama is president. A new dawn for America, a new dawn for the world.

And yet another new beginning for me.

I'm leaving on a jet plane

And I dont know when I will be back again.
Tomorrow by this time I will hopefully be flying over Ghana heading west to pick up the Nigerians in Lagos before we turn towards cold, dark November in Norway...