Okay uhhhh
Ill start with Oslo
I landed in oslo without incident, but i git confused real fast. It was okay though, the only real problem was that I asked for a new SIM card and the electronics dude said they didnt sell them at airports. I figured he was a credible source as he was the teller at like
A verizon store or whatever
But yea so i got on the plane okay, the flight was really fast and beautiful.
The norwegian sky is so much prettier than the american sky
It was like a fantasy world coming down in trondheim, with these gigantic castle-in-the-sky clouds and little drizzle areas that accidentally made rainbows once in a while
When i landed the first thing i wanted to do was try to get a SIM card again, but this time (a 711) they were fresh out of em.
So, i collected my bags and turned my attention to bus schedules.
After about fifteen minutes of stagnant confusion i just went out to the nearest bus and told the dude that in was trying to yet to RISSA, and he was like
"Ah- snakker ikke du norsk?"
N im like
"--------"
So he tells me (in english) that this is the right bus to get on, its this much kroner.
So i go
Was a beautiful ride, we drove through a steep canyon with a cascading waterfall
But then i started getting uneasu coz i didnt know which stop was mine...
But it was okay coz the driver remembered who i was and looked at me through the rear view mirror and that was enougg for me to understand. (Its really quite amazing, the amount of communication that can be succesfully made without words)
So i got off the bus
He even told me that this exact spot was where the 350 came.
And he was right- he just didnt know what time the 350 came, sooooooooooo i sat there for about an hour trying to figure out the bus schedule, and by the time it made sense to me i realized i was stuck. So i decided call fosen, and i had NO IDEA if it was gonna work because i still had an american SIM card.
And whaddya knkw? There was an answer IN ENGLISH no less.
No id transcribe the entire conversation for comedy's sake, but i was super tired and stressed and i made about six calls to Lena afterward so id be hard pressed to remember the first one.
The jist of it was i told her i missed the fosen bus, and she told me i could catch the 75 which would take me to the ferry and i could take the ferry on my own and theyed pick me up on the otherside.
So okay, that sounds like itll work, i even knew were the 75 stops i saw it earlier.
So i cross the street to where i saw the 75 with all my crap
Which is probably like 80 poundsr sommn all together
And i drop it on the sidewalk.
THE SECOND I GET THERE
a 75 pulls up on THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET
And i knew i wasnt gonna be able to move my shit in tim, so i watch it, as it stays for about 30 seconds, pick up one person and leave the other way.
Once i saw it pulling away i knew it was the one i had to ride.
So im like, awright no big deal ill just walk over there and wait for the next one.
Well i looked up at the teleschedule (once i finished carting all my shit of course) and i saw no 75s on there, and this thing (it was about 8 or so at this time) told me buses were gonna arrive all the way up till like 11, and none of em were 75s.
So i slowly started making the connection- if no 75 is gonna come until at least PAST 11, and the ferry stops running at like 10:45, then im STUCK.
just as this hit me, some kid walks up and hes like
"Hey are you going to fosen?"
And in my head i say
"HOLY SHIT YOU SPEAK ENGLISH THIS IS FANTASTIC I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO MOVE FORWARD WE SHOULD BE BEST BUDS AND UNITE UNDER THE CAUSE OF ESCAPING TRONDHEIM MY GOOD COHORT"
but what i actuallt said was
"Hey yea i AM going to fosen."
Turns out he somehow got a list of all the students names and recognized my name on my baggage tag (i KNOW mom he got a frikkin list of the students names- he also got a fuckn PACKING LIST AND ITINERARY FOR THE FIRST WEEK. Hes a boyscout tho, so i doubt he missed anything st all)
Anyways, it soon became clear that he was just as stuck as i was.
So i called Lena again and toldr we missed the 75 but also that theres this new kid Will-
And once she realized it was the two of us she was a lot more comfortable, because i think she new what was to come.
Yea so once we found that there werent any buses for us, we had to look for hotels so i sat with all the crap we brought and Will wemt and looked for those and he talked to some taxi drivers on the way.
Will came back and told me he found a hotel, amd on our way stopped at a corner store-where i finally got a SIM card that has something like 340 MB of data on it so i donno how useful itll actually prove. We also got some snacks, they make really good rolls here in norway.
When we got to the hotel it turned out completely BOOKED.
Also, by now we also noticed that just about every single person out at this hour (i think it was approaching 11:30 maybe) was completely plastered, and there was an ASSLOAD of people out. There had been fireworks and shit, loud music was playing, people were partying on boats in the river... i donno if it was some kinda holiday, but i asked around here at fosen annnnnnnnd i guess thats just what weekends in Trondheim are like lol.
Anyway we made it back to the bus station, and on the way the taxi drivers from earlier were trying to hackle us (i think) into making themselves A KILLING by driving us to the ferry, which woulda cost us (me and will) maaaaaad money. So we passed that plan up, and continued to the bus station.
When we got to the bus station these kids (about our age) where unlocking stuff, and will asked em where THEY stayed, and they told us that they had camped up somewhere over there illegally, but "don worry nobody cars abut things like this in Norge" so we got marginally more specific directions, and we thought that was a good plan.
Once we figured out how the wierd lockers worked, we had to produce some change. We neede to lock up MOST of our shit so we didnt hafta carry it "about two and a half kilometer" to bring JUST the camping stuff. I was the one who needed the change, coz will had some, but for some reason he went off to find a change machine and i stayed with the bags. He was gone for
Well i donno how long, couldna been more than fifteen minutes or sommn-
But while he was gone, this one drunk dude- and i mean this guy was OFF his ASS like
Freal
Like it was like that youtube video of the drunk dude in texas or whatever in the corner store?
Where he cant even stand up straight?
And like falls over and shit?
Anyway this guy comes into the bus station
And hes like
Real big
He comes in and he shakes my hand, hes like
"SO WHERE ARE YOU FROM MAN- YOU DON SPEK NORSK?"
"Uh yea im from the US"
"AH THE YU ESS- I KNOW THE YU ESS....
...
...ITS SOMETHING I KNOW- I KNOW IT
....
...THE YU ESS IS IT"
"yea...."
Then he wanders around a bit, i go back to sitting on my bag
N he comes over
"THIS PLACE THESE PEOPLE-(referring i believe to the bus station) THEY DONT WANT ME TO BE HERE. YOU WANT TO BE HERE, BUT NOT HERE. "
Of course im just lost at this point, i donno how to deal with this guy.
He sits back on the bench and he takes off his shoes, he takes off his sweater... then he walks over to the back window and he tells me to come with him...
I dinno man like i said he was plastered.
About now Will comes back
And wills not really as socially resilient as me, not able to deflect weird shit as well as me i think- hes also only 18, and a rather sheltered boyscout leader, he just wants to come here to build boats and hike with some new friends, yknow just like me.
Anyway, Drunk Dude #1 over here doesnt really like Will for some reason, maybe he could tell thst he was making Will uncomfortable, yknow in the way that drunk people have that terribly scewed perceptiveness
Will gives me my change so that i can put my bags away, but before i can put it in the locker the drunk dude comes over and hes doin that alpha male lean towards thing that means "fight" and immediatly im like
SHIT
Will was the target, so i move the three of us into an open area
I was scared enough to be thinking about my knife, innaccesible as it was.
All that cane of it though was Will got pushed down (breaking his watch) and ran out the door, the drunk dude was GONNA follow him but was obviously very impeded
I tried to go over to the dude and be like
"Guy you gotta fuckn relax"
But of course he wasnt havn it
Will was yelling HELP outside, even though nobody was around, but the drunk dude ran off coz it didnt wanna get arrested or whatever
So
Rattled as we were, i paid for my locker and we went off to find the "campsite".
We didnt find it of course
We ended up "sleeping" between a dumpster and the river, with train tracks passed the dumpster.
After about 2 hours of "sleeping" which was actually us talking and getting to know eahcother, we decided itd be more fun to walk around. So we left what little stuff we brought and trapsed around trindheim at night.
We saw some more drunk people, went to the boathouse and saw some jellyfish, saw a sex shop, an antique shop...
It was fun.
We caught the sunrise from ontop of a bridge so that was probly the best part.
I think we caught all in all about 45 minutes of sleep that night
When morning rolled around we got the same rokls as the day before, and spent the rest of the day at the bus station trying our best to NOT miss the bus
I got maybe 5 more hours of sleep
Give or take
Sleeping on my luggage
But then the bus came and it was fantastic
It was cool we drove past more cliffs and then the bus went on a ferry and theb drove on past then
The bus driver knew we were going to fosen so he offered to drive us a little bit passed the actual "Rissa" stop to the road in front of fosen, which is why they call it the fosen bus.
From there i half unpacked at fosen after meeting a few people including Lena, the woman who i talked to from Trondheim.
I ended up staying up at the fire, where some great norwegian students made half assed camp food and talked in norwegian.
I was there for like 3 hours just listening to it
It was really relaxing once it got to be around 11:00
After that i went into ny dorm and slept till 3 today.
PS
I tried to upload some pictures, but it doens look like blogger wsnts to publish a post that has pictures in it
It says that "some pictures (seemingly all pictures) can not be accessed"
So i go to delete them but then i cant delete them
So i hadda copy n paste my blogs content so i could post the writing at least
So yea
Until i can figure this out itll be just writing
Let it be known that i can and will try my best to respond to comments
ReplyDeleteI donno if i can put pictures in through here, maybe ill try
Gabe, I was on the edge of my seat with this entry, glad you made it safely and found a compadre for the venture. Looking forward to sharing your Norsk adventures from the safety of my house.
ReplyDeleteBe well...Farvel,
Kristen (aka Chrissy)