Happy little rugrat

I know I promised pictures of the apartment, but first: more Elias. Just because. So cute! I can't wait to have him and his mom come visit me in Oslo soon!

Notes on Oslo...

So. I have landed. In a city of snow and wind and occational sun, non-crowded subway trains, expensive alcohol (and most other things, for that matter) and quite a lot more eye-candy than could be found in the big apple. Norwegian men are tall! Oslo is a big city, by Norwegian standards, yes, but then not quite. This morning, there was a man on the train in full cross country skiing equipment, heading up to the forests north of the city for a little excercise - at 7.45 am. They say you can find anything in New York, but I highly doubt you can find that. And the said train runs only four times per hour in the "morning rush", which means I actually have to plan when I leave the apartment, factor in elevator time and walking/running time on the icy streets - and hope for the best. 15 minutes waiting time outside in the cold is not a good option.

When I get to work, I have a nice office in the corner of the Y-shaped building known as "The Aquarium". I have no idea why that is, but all meetings held in the meeting room here are called Fish-meetings. [...] I guess a little fish-amusement in the bureaucratic desert of the state administration is good for people's sanity. As far as the view goes, I have traded the Chrysler Building for a large, beautiful church - Trefoldighetskirken. Quite the upgrade, I'd say.

While waiting for the boyfriend to finish his skiing adventure and move in with me rather than sleep outsize in freezing cold in a tent with smelly boys, I entertain myself with decorating our new home. Or trying to, anyway. So far there is a bed in the bedroom, a bookshelf in the living room and... not much else. I eat my breakfast standing up by the kitchen counter, and my dinner seated on the floor, and all I can hope for is that the nice couch that I have ordered will arrive sooner rather than later. At least now I have a lamp, so it is not quite so dark, and a radio, so it is not quite so quiet anymore. And with a large living room to dance around in, that is all I ask for. All in all I am enjoying myself immensely - last night I found myself ironing bed linens... a little over the top maybe, but playing Suzy Homemaker when I have 680 square feet all to myself is quite to my liking at the moment...

I'll be back with more, including actual pictures from the apartment and the city, as soon as I get my brand new Macbook online (I know - I love it!) and get my PC-accustomed brain to work with it.