The right (place) to vote

On my ninth year of living in Norway, I managed to keep my voter card in a place where a) I could remember and b) that was accessible. It was about time I cast my vote here for the first time. I debated against myself for a while: shame on me for having no clue […]

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The cold settles in Oslo

I wake up with a dry throat and a deep voice. The sensation reminds me of those mornings after a long party. Except now I wake up next to someone I know. Partying is not the cause though, it’s getting colder, that’s what it is. I sit on the tram this particular morning and I […]

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5 tips to make friends at work

1. Bring candy when you travel Norwegians love candy in general. You will notice when you get to Oslo Airport that it is one of the biggest isles at the Duty Free, right next to alcohol and tobacco. Birthdays, farewell gatherings and holiday come-backs are a blessing for those painfully keeping themselves away from sweets […]

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July in Oslo

“We will leave after breakfast,” he said in a half-resigned half-determined tone. I was not sure I believed it; I think he was not convinced himself. The preparations took longer than expected (they always do, what with the last minute additions to the suitcases, searching the cupboards for snacks to take and the pee-or-not-to-pee debate […]

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