Adecco, short term staffing service with a tag line better work, better life- where I have just registered to work. Quite a job itself to have to update my CV to present day with activities, education, experiences, projects, skills, etc and even in a bullet point format, 6 pages have been submitted! Just need a no-brainer job to keep me busy until I can tie up my lose ends here.
First picture from left: Oslo Schola Osloensis/Oslo Cathedral School, the only high school in Norway that offers the study of Latin & Russian. Middle picture: Old University of Oslo on Karl Johans gata the main street, used mainly as a concert hall and for the dissertations of a Doctor of Philosophy PhD. Last picture: sculpture Brudt form/Broken Shape by Aase Texmon Rygh outside the Faculty of Humanities at U of Oslo Blindern, where the campus is now. Reminds me of UCD University College Dublin where the old university is situated quite central at Earlforts Terrace; also mainly used as a concert hall and for special functions. The campus has moved out to Belfield.
Knowledge without practise is like a glass eye, all for the show and nothing for use – Swinnork
Wonderful catching up with friends over the weekend. When work starts, time will not be so flexible. The cost of living here is so high that it will be difficult to make ends meet without a job.
Met up with Carl, a French-horn player whom I accompanied on the piano in Tromsø Music School. Today, he has a 4 year old son and works with non-Norwegians to help them to bridge the transition and to integrate into this society. Lunched with Mette O & her daughter Ida, Mette a friend & neighbour from Kolsås. Ida & May were childhood friends; she graduated as a vet from Edinburgh, Scotland, at present lives near May and are friends with each other.
Pictures from left to right: Victoria terrassen, Stortinget/The Parliament, Grand Hotel, Karl Johans gate (main street looking towards town).
A friend is one who in wishing me well, wishes it for my sake – Aristotle
Names beginning- Aker Akersgaten/Akers Rd, Akershusfestning/Akershus Fortress, Akerselva, etc are in Akershus county, elva meansthe river. Norwegian have words spelt together into one long word like the Internet format, except that this language goes way back! According to Johan Sydseter, the longest Norwegian word is minoritetsbærerdiffusjonskoeffisientsmål (53 letters)=device for measuring the distance …
Met with Stig, a friend I have not seen since I moved from Norway over 23 years ago. It was a pleasant walk from the library along Akerselva to Noah’s Ark, a pub & cafe. Was thinking about the recent floods. Mother Nature’s fury with the earthquakes, hurricanes. monsoons, rains etc has devastating consequences. In confusion & apprehension… global warming or otherwise? Hope that the LAM ancestors’ home in Jiangmen, Guangdong Province, China will be in tact for my hopeful visit in 2009. Safe journeys to May‘s China study trip. She left on Tue and will be back in Aug.
Pictures from left to right: Akersgaten (ting- a shop with trendy designs and blur ting was in my thoughts), Akershusfestning entrance, Akerselva, Akerselva (Mølleren/The Mill, a restaurant in the background) and Noah’s Arch (interesting painting in the pub).
If the mortality rate seems high, we must realise that Nature is a ruthless teacher. There are no second chances in Mother Nature’s Survival Course –
Today, my father would have been 97 and the children’s grandfather here is 85. Happy Birthday and Happy Father’s Day to all fathers.
Both Linn & May were baptised in Norway. The Church of Norway also known as the Evangelical Lutheran Church of Norway, is the state church to which 83% of Norwegians are members. Was told then that it was more a tradition than the belief. When Linn turned 16, she decided to be confirmed to be a believer. May decided otherwise.
Pictures from left to right: Oslo Domkirke/Oslo Cathedral, St Olav Domkirke, Trefoldighetskirken/Holy Trinity Church and Holmen kirke where Linn & May were baptised.
Cogito ergo sum: Latin, I think therefore I am – Rene Descartes
This 23 letters word are for people afflicted with a morbid and irrational fear of Friday the 13th. Some sources say it may be the most widespread superstition in the US. Some people won’t go to work on Friday the 13th; some won’t eat in restaurants; many wouldn’t think of setting a wedding on the date. Read about where the legend and how this superstition originated from this website:
Linn was buddy with a sweet girl named Siri at pre-school when we lived on Åmotveien, Kosvoll the end of the 1970s. They used to play at Havnbakken and today it is still as beautiful as I remember both Siri and the view. Took a walk up the hill to pay my respect to her as she did not survive a skiing accident. Her father Geir was my banker and friend. Just cannot imagine how I can continue if any of my children depart this life before me.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity – Edvard Munch
The camera has been in good use during my exploration on foot the past week. Oslo certainly lives up to it’s reputation for being the most expensive city in the world! The cheapest bus ticket is NKR33=US$6=SG$8, no joke. Walking is good excise, see more and learn to know my way around. The weather has also been perfect for walking and I am in no rush yet! It will be another story when I have to work.
Pictures from top left to right: Karl Johans gate (main street) looking towards the Royal Palace, Oslo Sentralstasjon (central railway station), Bogstadveien (office building). Bottom left to right: Pilestredet (church), Josefine’s gate (private resident), Colletts gate (private offices), sunset from Krafts gate (May‘s 4floor flat).
Have been brewing ginger tea the whole week and drinking it because there was a crave for it but it is also supposed to be good for motion sickness. Sailed around the fjord (without feeling sea-sick) with the views of Holmenkollen ski jump, Oslo City Hall/Akershus Slott Festning and Skaugum in the background.
Thank you to Ingrid & Hans Kristian for the sailing trip in their lovely sail boat. They are now proud grandparents, 2 grandchildren from son Ole K who was Linn’s playmate during our Tromsø days in the late 70s and early 80s.
The soul cannot think without a picture – Aristotle
Blogs can be an interesting way to meet & know people. Also my family & friends will know my whereabouts and whatabouts, unless they are computer illiterate! Blur ting, my first blog friend is an encouragement as she reads my blog regularly and I do the same to hers. To leave comments is a conventional way to reply but May mentioned about me being unconventional before she departed for a weekend wedding in the US.
Tried to ask her what her definations of conventional are and she opened The Random House Thesaurus and read – traditional, customary, accepted, proper, normal, regular, routine, usual. The discussion was cut short as she had to catch the airport shuttle. Safe flights to her. This blog is only a simple one. Semantics can be complicated, thus this blog does not have the brains or GB to go into it.
The Bislett Games starts this evening. May‘s flat is around the corner from the stadium; announcements and cheers can be heard in the area over the speakers. The press conference tents, vans and equipments are all ready situated, so it will be well-covered by the press & media. Let the games begin!
Fortunately I will be away to visit with friends over the weekend but for today I will enjoy the Bislett area, taking pictures with the clear blue sky background. May‘s grandfather made a very touching comment over lunch – translated as accurately as I know how, he said, ‘Amy, you know that we worked very hard to get this glorious weather to welcome you’. Was so emotional that I had to fight the tears back.
When she stopped to the conventional picture of femininity, she finally began to enjoy being a woman – Betty Frieden
Linn & May are great-grand daughters of the renowned architect Magnus POULSSON (their paternal grandmother’s father) who designed Oslo City Hall & Sandvika Town Hall (middle pix) + many well-known buildings in Norway. Their paternal great great-grand father Dr John HALD was the first director of Ullevål University Hospital; great-grand father, director of Martin Hansen’s Hospital; grandfather, built up Tromsø’s Orthopedic department; father John HALD lV, a neuro-radiologist at Rikshospitalet. Linn & May will have much to learn about their extensive families.
Met with Mette BACKER and walked to the new opera house which is ultra mordern. If there is enough snow during the winters, one can go downhill skiing on the roofs! In the early 80s, we traveled to Ibiza when I was at the lowest point of my life and became friends ever since. Shared a bottle of white wine with shrimp salad at an outdoor cafe on this delightful afternoon, chatting and watching life go by – one of our favourite past- times 🙂
Today I have grown taller for walking with trees – Karl Backer
It is amazing how the weather can effect people’s moods, especially when dark cold winters emerge. In the late 1970s, Åsgard Psychiatric Hospital in Tromsø where I gave music therapy was filled with people during the winter months. But then SAD was not known and only years later seasonal affective disorder, a mood disorder whose sufferers experience normal mental health throughout most of the year, but experience depressive symptoms in the winter was researched and diagnosed.
The sun with clear blue sky since my arrival convinced me again that Norwegians must be the true RA worshippers. Even the Norwegian adventurer Thor Heyerdahl used the name of RA for his expeditions to show that papyrus boats were seafaring worthy on the Atlantic Ocean.
Nationaltheatret was opened 1899 near the vicinity of the Royal Palace and the City Hall, very central. The fountain behind the theatre has the reputation of being filled with soap bubbles during high school graduations but for now, there are only RA worshippers! On the ground floor of the interesting building with the tower is home to Hard Rock Cafe.
It’s summer time and the living is easy – Sam Cooke