Anyway, on a different note, I've taken up jogging. It's pretty sweet actually, to be jogging along thinking to myself "Wow, I am jogging in the rocky, forested foothills of Norway, and when I look to my right, I can see a lake, and when I look to my left, I can see the ocean." I also did Windsor Pilates yesterday with Nancy and Siv.
Class-wise, our electives start this week. Mine are rather exciting: Guitar for beginners, Linedancing (no kidding, this British guy named Roy Sheperd comes in once a week to teach 'modern' linedancing, and shows us dances like the 'Texas Stomp'), Russian, Salsa, Norwegian lessons, Volleyball, and I think I am going to try to take Spanish, and potentially Understanding Film as well.
Olivia's proposed advertisement for studying in Norway:
Decent mocha: $7
Decent burrito: $40
Decent pair of jeans from H&M: $90
Realizing that you speak a language that only 4.5 million other people can speak and all those who speak it also speak English probably better than you do: Priceless.
p.s. While it seems that I am bitter towards Norway, I am actually nothing of the sort. Besides being a little disheartened by the dollar and my lack of purchasing power, I am having a great time. It's really fun at the school here, and there's always something interesting to do and fun people to hang out with.
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