Daddies

and weekends 

So Saturday, my dad, my Danish cousin and me got on the train to London at a little past twelve. It was a day well spent with walking over Tower Bridge, looking at Big Ben, an angry Scotsman playing bagpipe and getting in an argument with some tourists, and London Eye (albeit the queue was far too long for us to even bother thinking about getting on it). We ate mediocre hamburgers at some tiny eating place, watched street performers and I even got some cotton candy. With dad paying for everything, as well as six little pictures of London I found at a souvenir shop, I felt very satisfied by six when we sat on the train home.

On Sunday we ate dinner at The Last Post (also known as Spoons), a pub in Southend, and sat there for hours talking about anything and everything and little family secrets. Monday morning they would be headed back home, to Denmark and Norway respectively, and when dad’s parting gift was 100 pounds, I can only say I was very happy. 

 (Come on, I’m a student, my life practically revolves around money). 

17. Mai

er vi så gla' i.

I rolled to school with a Norwegian flag fastened to my backback, wearing my Norwegian flag shoes from when I was russ and these nails. I was patriotic today. It’s the 17^th of May so I’m allowed.

Gratulerer med dagen!

I've Been To The Zoo!

And my Dad landed in England.

At 11.20 we rolled out from Southend in a special East15 mini bus (it was so fancy, it had East15 written on the side). Forty minutes later we arrived at Colchester Zoo where we spent the rest of the day. We are doing a project called animal studies, where we basically have to find an animal, study it, become it, make a human version of it and fight like it. Easy to play animal you say? You have not tried to look like a convincing bear on all four when you don’t have a single patch of fur on your body.  But we do get a free trip to the zoo, so we’re pretty lucky. 

What I think my class will remember the best however, was the playground (for the children) at the zoo. It was one of the bigger, sturdier and cooler once. When we were supposed to go home, we let loose in there first. Visit the zoo? For quite a while we were the zoo. 

Even Nick, the head of our course (and 60-something years old) took the tunnel corkscrew slide several times.

We arrived back in Southend at 18.05, at which point I got a phone call from my dad who said he had just put his bags down in the guest house. He then rendezvoused with him and my aunt from Denmark and had dinner at an Italian restaurant. He had also brought with him chocolate and seasoning from Norway. 

Life is good when you have family that can bring precious goods from your home country. 

At 21.07 I was finally back in my own room, full, exhausted and satisfied. Now I’m going to bed.