So, holiday is over. I am officially broke. Again, I become the poorest person in Norway

This is the next story of my previous post Tromsø, Here I Come.

The second day, after watching My Father is Baryshnikov, it was only half past ten in the morning. We decided to take the cable car or Fjellheisen in Norwegian, to have a view of Tromsø from the mountain. To reach the cable car we took the bus which cost us 28 NOK one way, though you can reach it on foot from the town centre. The cable car itself costs 120 NOK. It took less than 5 minutes to go up there, about 50 metres above the sea.

This is the view of Tromsø town centre from outside the cable car base, while waiting for the time for the car to go up. Look at the mountains as the background, amazing!

Perhaps not the best picture of the cable car, however that is the best I got! I told you my camera isn’t the best I hope it gives you a picture somehow

A view from the top. This was taken around 12 during the daytime. To make it easier to imagine it I wrote the time of Maghrib prayer, when the sun is supposed to go down, that is at 1pm, so early. It’s winter still!

I didn’t stay long outside the cable car base up in the mountain, since it was freaking freezing. And the wind was pretty strong. So I came inside and just sitting around watching people. Waiting for Lilli.

After the cable car we met a friend in town, had a chat about films and other stuff (we came here for the same reason – the film festival) in Circa cafe. And when finished, separated our way. Not a busy afternoon afterwards. I just got back to the hotel and stayed there. Then I cooked my dinner, noodle and some sauce. I left my noodle in the pan for a little while to log on the internet. When I got back to the kitchen, there was a girl telling me that she put the cooker plate down, since it was boiling. She sounded American. So I assumed that she was American. I thanked her and I threw the water in my pan into the sink, while beginning to chat with her. She was studying Media and Communications in Oslo. She was in Tromsø for the film festival. We chatted for a while and there was a point when she asked me if I speak Norwegian language.

I answered: Yes, I am trying. What about you? Do you speak it?

She said: I am Norwegian.

Right. I should have asked her from the beginning, where she came from

Later when she left the kitchen to check if her friends were coming, her phone was ringing. It was one of Kaizers’ songs as the ringtone. When she came back, without doubt I asked her: Do you like Kaizers?

Yes, she does. She added: I am actually related to the bassist and the drummer. In summer there will be our big family gathering and surely they will be coming.

Welcome to Norway, a place where everybody is related to everybody. Oh yes, of course I am exaggerating Maybe after this I should try Dumdum Boys

In the evening I came back to cinema to try my luck to get the ticket for seeing some film, while Lilli trying her luck to catch northern lights in Ersfjorden (I told her, just in case she couldn’t catch it in Tromsø, it will be coming to our place anyhow, which in fact it did, a few days later. Goodie). The ticket that I wanted was sold out, but we could just queue to get rush tickets the last minutes. During the queue there was a girl in Sami dress talking to a Sami man, I have no idea who. Suddenly an NRK cameraman turned the camera on and shot them. Oh, please, don’t shoot me

After standing in the queue for about half an hour, I finally got the ticket. But. yes, it was with but. I was standing on the wrong next queue, so I came late to the screen. I wasn’t allowed to get in. However, the ushers were nice enough to check if there was actually a place for me inside. Yes. I could sit on the stairs. The last thing I’d like to do for 85 NOK, to be honest. Luckily I could exchange the ticket for any other screening. I went upstairs to the ticket counter. The ticket guy asking what film.

Me: Let me think

Him: Anything?

Me: Let me think! (No, I wasn’t angry )

So seconds later I said what I wanted. A screening for the next morning.

It wasn’t the end of the evening. Lilli and I came to the screening of Italy: Love It Or Leave It at 11.15 pm – so late, the last half an hour of the film I was a bit sleepy. I was really looking forward to seeing this film. I think you would feel the same after you see the trailer. And Luca and Gustav were also present at cinema. Nice!

]]> http://neldasjourney.wordpress.com/2012/01/29/still-in-tromso-story-from-the-north/feed/ 0 -6.247447 107.148452 -6.247447 107.148452 neldasjourney OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA http://neldasjourney.wordpress.com/2012/01/27/through-the-bumpy-ride/ http://neldasjourney.wordpress.com/2012/01/27/through-the-bumpy-ride/#comments Thu, 26 Jan 2012 23:56:50 +0000 neldasjourney http://neldasjourney.wordpress.com/?p=2264 ]]> After having been on holidays for a week, I was ready to fly back to Trondheim from Kristiansand. There was transit for one hour in Oslo in-between. I took Norwegian, the airlines I took on the way from Trondheim to Tromsø. When we were about to reach Trondheim, that was when it started to happen: in-flight turbulence. I remember the stewardess said about the nice weather with strong wind in Trondheim when departed from Kristiansand. I forgot about how strong the wind can be in that part of Norway – as it is what happening now as I am writing this post. The plane started to shake a bit, and then worse and worse, I don’t know how to describe it very well in English, but you would feel like you are on one of the rides in amusement park. The difference just it was for fun, but this was for real. You hold on on the seat handle, but you feel that it is no use, since you feel it in your stomach. I am no a fan of something with adrenalin-kick. I was seated by the window, so I could see the way the plane move, oh that was scary. I could see the runway, but I felt that the plane had difficulty to reach it safely. Some thoughts crossed my mind. I heard some people’s reaction, not exactly scream, but nervous sounds.

When I felt that the plane started to fly up again, I thought that they would try to land again. They flew up back to the sky instead and later I found that we were on the way back to where we departed, to Oslo. After the condition was pretty much in control, the stewards and stewardesses showed up and had a chat with passengers, oh how nice of them. But I couldn’t hide my feeling, that is when I started crying. We landed nicely back in Gardermoen airport in Oslo. They told us that they would refuel the plane and after changing the crew, they would fly again in 10 minutes’ time. They gave alternative as well for passengers to take the train to Trondheim, of course without any compensation. That is what I did. I wouldn’t dare fly back, still the same evening to the same destination. I just felt like getting out of the plane and calming myself down.

I sent messages to some friends as well my sister to tell them how I felt. Some called me right away, offering a place to stay, consoling me, some text me back. Much appreciated. I called my friend who waited for me at Trondheim airport, tell him just to go home. At the airport I met a lady who took the same flight and decided to get out of the plane as well. She looked more horrified than I did, I suppose. I came to her and chatted abit with her, in English. It seemed that my Norwegian just disappeared. She said that she would stay in hotel in Oslo. I also saw a boy who took the flight from Kristiansand, he had a look at me as if he gave me sign that he knew I was on the same flight, but I was on the phone, though I really wanted to ask him, if he also got out of the plane for the same reason.

I used to like the sensation of take-off and landing. but for now I think I will take a rest from flying. For a while.

I found some links related to in-flight turbulence, hope it helps:
The Facts About In-Flight Turbulance
How To Handle Airplane Turbulence

When nervous, sometimes I don’t feel like eating, my appetite just disappears. However I had to push myself to grab something to eat after 18 hours without anything to chew. Luckily I found sushi in the supermarket. Now I feel slightly better after a good long sleep. And this song gives a bit soothing feeling.

I and a friend of mine flew here last night by Norwegian (the cheapest deal we could get), took about 40 minutes to get to Bodø, where we got transit for a while, then 35 minutes later arrived in our final destination. We arrived a few minutes earlier than the estimated time 18.40. We took the airport bus right away to reach the town centre, it cost us 60 Kr (a few days earlier I found out on the website it cost 55 Kr by the way). We stopped near Rica Grand Hotel, but that is not where we would stay. We walked up a bit for some minutes where ABC Nord Hotel was the place that was written in my email booking. 825 Kr for double room with 2 beds. Again, that was the cheapest deal we could get (I feel so poor when I keep saying about the cheapest deal ). When we arrived there I should say that we were pretty happy, despite the location on the third floor and no bathroom in our room, there were TV and the sink. That the toilet is located somewhere on the other side of corridor, we wouldn’t complain so much.

We wouldn’t want to waste our time, so we went to the first cinema we could find to buy the film festival pass. After some-minute-walk we found the amazing shape building that was a  library. My friend tried to take a picture of it, not me. Without appropriate light, I felt my camera was pretty hopeless. I didn’t even think of taking it out of my bag. Anyway, the Fokus Kino (the cinema) was located next to the library. There we bought our passes (it costs 110 Kr each) and decided to buy the ticket for the French film Low Cost (each ticket costs 85 Kr). This is the trailer.

The film started at 10.30pm. so we had time for a little grocery shopping and back to hotel to cook. I bought fish grating and tropical juice for dinner. By the way, why does tropical juice often taste dominantly pineapple? I expected it to be more mango, to be honest. Note: mango is my favourite fruit. Oh yes, I also bought mango last night. Accompanied by dried fish chips, which is locally made. Yum! Like it! – oh yes, I like food – eating it or just talking about it

Back about the film. I am not good at making a film review, but if you ask how I think about that French film, I would say I don’t like it. It was a strange funny kind of film. A lot of happening already since it starts. When I read in the catalogue (oh, this film festival has a huge catalogue, so huge that it fills up your bag and you would say oh my, but oh well) in fact they categorize it as one of the Overdrive films, which is suited for those of you looking for something out of the ordinary. In some cases, a bit sicker than the average festival film. I stole the last 2 sentences from the catalogue. Anyhow, today I met 2 persons who have seen that film and both of them said they thought it was funny (they said it with smile). One of them said it was typical French (I should learn alot about French films then).

This morning I followed my friend, her name is Lilli by the way, who wanted to watch a Russian film called My Father is Baryshnikov. It started at 9am. This is the first time in my life time to go to the cinema to watch film so early in the morning. When I woke up at 7.10am, I couldn’t believe that I was going to the cinema, but I made up my mind. We walked to Kulturhuset, where the film would be screened. Oh, how I like the idea you just walk from one cinema to the others on foot – Tromsø, you rock! (I experienced the time when in Jakarta once I had to take taxi from one venue to the next one, and it was 3 different venues on the row) but hey, that is the art of the film festival, right?

This is the trailer:

How should I say about this My Father is Baryshnikov? Loved it! I can’t remember I have ever loved a Russian film, but this one, definitely! I wouldn’t expect this film would  brighten my day and make me laugh a lot, well it did. And I think it was so funny, simple Russian funny. I don’t know how you put it. And let me steal some words from the catalogue: the message is universal, that is our thoughts are free, and our dreams are life itself.

That is all the report from my second day in Paris of the North, Tromsø. Dasvidania! (Now I sound Russian )

Yes, this is my weaving loom!

The shuttle, ready to go!

Not the best lighting to show my red cloth, which looks more like orange here, anyway, you see! Nice, eh?

So, it’s good to find out despite the fact that we can’t sit around on the bench outside – you know why by looking at the pic below – I still can hang around at the weaving workshop, have fun and get warm

Weave your cloth, and seize the day!

What’s your new thing today?

The pics below are the pics I took during the New Year’s Eve. Disclaimer: What you see doesn’t necessarily represent what I did

Shooting stars!

The galaxy, and look at the brightest star!

The cabin for the party, cleaned up some days before

A mess which hasn’t even be cleared up until errr…what about today? Phew, no idea, man!

At the end of this post all what I wanted to say is that all I have at the moment is some bread left overs from the dinner today, while what I want is something else!hihihi… or huhuhu… This is because I just blogwalked and read post about food, and then saw the pics, which aren’t available where I am now, oh well…

Teriak: “Baksooooooooooo!”

Today I was so in the mood of greeting some of my friends who were online on facebook, which I don’t do often. Unfortunately I couldn’t manage to greet everybody, since it might take loooots of time. However, I find it surprising and relieving, how people could give you such a warm response, eventhough you haven’t seen them for a long time. Of course you can’t expect everybody to respond you either, since you never know what they are up to in that time you were online, correct?

New Year greeting is a good start, isn’t it? Eventhough the next message might be the next New Year, anyway, it’s good to try to keep in touch, eh?

One of my friends decided to start his own business, eventhough he got a pay rise from his workplace recently. Well, I hope he will stick to his plan. Since it is sooo good to be your own boss, no? Unexpectedly he told me that he was expecting me to come back home to be his marketing team hahaha… not sure if he knows me too well. Marketing? hmmm…

Another friend was wondering about my travel plan. Since my first time to fly abroad in 2001, he still asks the same thing: safety card, Nelda. How you haven’t changed at all.

Or a friend who was still curious to take an adventure in Europe but feels that it isn’t her destiny yet. Well, sometimes what we think is good for us is not always good, isn’t it what they say?

One friend from primary school, yes, hear me correctly: primary school, who happen to be working in a automotive industry, wondering if we could meet up in the city (in Europe) which she will be visiting in couple of months’ time for a motor show. That’ll be great. I was happy to get her invitation, but around the same time I might have another program to attend. But we keep in touch.

Another friend whom I met when I joined a student organisation, wondering if I knew somebody. Yes, in fact I know the guy that he meant. This happens often. Somebody: “Hey Nelda, so you know … (the name)”. Me: “errr…yeah”. And he also wondered how we were so excited back then to be involved in the organisation, and if I still kept in touch with some of our pals. Me: “Yeah, it was in the past. And now it’s soooo not me And no, I am not really in touch with them”.

And the coolest. I got a new friend whom I happened to get to know while I was applying for visa at Norwegian Embassy in Jakarta. She moved to Norway finally. She gave birth to a baby girl couple of weeks ago. I was inquiring her baby birth. It was a natural one. I thought so. Since she got a baby during the day time, and I got text from her on the same day. But she added: Oh, I felt like I was going to die… uhuhuhu… oops…not a good thing to add though. She asked me again when I will be visiting. Yes, I am coming this month. Let me check my holiday schedule hahaha… she was saying, hey the tickets on me, huaaaa… that was very cool. Thank you in advance!

And one thing. Remember one of my resolutions: watch a film once a week? So far I have watched 2 films, hahaha only in first two days, isn’t it a good start?

“A feeling of enormous pain that is more then anything imaginable. It cannot be cured by medicine, or treated by anything but time. For those that know this feeling too well, it is not a physical pain that can be described, but something deep inside. Breathing gets hard, eating becomes tasteless, and love, well, what is love anymore. You forget. Yet you remember, remember how to love, and who you love – which makes it hurt so bad. Let it go people say, but how can you. Feelings are feelings, and you love who you love. Heartbrakes occur most when you love someone you are not suppose to. “ that is pretty extreme, innit?

Give it a theme song

Title: Falling Slowly (Glen Hansard/marketa Irglova)

I don’t know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can’t react
And games that never amount
To more than they’re meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You’ve made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can’t go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I’m painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It’s time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You’ve made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You’ve made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I’ll sing along

Okay, now you can sing along, while I go take a shower, and then go sledging afterwads. Ciao 2011!

For those who got lots of gifts in this month, raise your hands! hehehe… I was lucky to get something as well, it’s a giftcard from the local sports and outdoor shop. I hope I will make the best use of it *still thinking what to buy, skipack, shoes, what, what?*

If you have no clue how to start your New Year Resolutions this time, or think you always fail in realising them, I happened to find this blogpost, which I find useful 5 Keys to Making and Keeping Your New Year Resolutions. I realise to define a measurable goal line is important. Since it is year 2012 we are expecting, I was thinking to set 12 resolutions, yeah why not, eh? I am half way, by the way, as I take my time in finalizing it. It’s a must. I feel that I will be more focused with some resolutions, moreover it’s so much fun, no?

Let me reveal some of what I have made, for you, who knows you get a bit inspired somehow? Or that will be for further discussion? I am here

1. I want to watch film once a week, or equal 52 films in a year, at least. And for that I will start with the film festival in the north. Excited. More of the news coming after I am back

2. I will read a literature book once a month, or equal 12 books in a year, at least. Since I started to read Pramoedya Ananta Toer quartet books in October this year, I got more excited. I know I should be ashamed that as a literature major graduate I used to admit that I didn’t read much of literature books. Well, better late than never

3. Use organic/natural/fair-trade products for my toilettries as much as possible. I am excited about this as well, since there are pretty many choices in this part of the world.

4. Travel more around Norway, and it starts with the major cities, that are not too many. Sounds too easy? Who says that?

5. I will write more, the measurable goal still in the process. Whether I let you know or not, you are there to find out

Ah, not even half in fact. Homework.

And what the themesong? Aha…what about this? Another Kaizers Orchestra’s songs.

It’s Geir Zahl singing! Yeah…

Not only Kaizers, I would like to show up myself a bit here from behind the Christmas Tree, hehe… Where’s Wally?

It’s white here, but we got also some snow storm causing some disturbance in electricity, even worse in some places, I heard.

By the way, are you planning a New Year’s Eve party? I hope you will have a great time! See you in 2012!

I would like to write more about my plans for the new year and a bit flashback of the year that is nearing ending, but I think it can wait. I will let you, again, listen to this song as the song I am listening right now. I know I have put it in my other post, but this time with lyrics, below. The lyrics that reminds me that I have a loooong way to go to understand very well various dialects they have in this country. I would take a language test in several months’ time and it’s still heartbreaking to realise how bad I am, uff. Ouweia…don’t give up. Hands up! Pengene eller livet – Money or life

Hands up. Pengene eller livet
Du stod, og måtte telle til hundre
Og du såg mellom fingrane dine
Eg låg og lurte en time i sivet
Om kvelden var du oppe på loftet og sang
Månen var full og me ulte på han
Nettene var korte og dagen var for lang
Det var magiske timer me hadde sammen den gong

Og du heiste meg til skyene, og enda lenger opp
Eg var din akrobat, og eg dalte alltid rett inn i armane dine
Me måtte vært sommerfugler om me sko ha følt oss friare
Eg far stod og smilte, og vinkte, ner på bakken og såg

Men det var den gong då
Me har det ikkje sånn lenger nå

Me deler på en hemmelighet
Drømmane dine som me grov ner
De vokser opp av bakken når det regner ner
Eg ser det på deg frå mi seng
Drømmer som vokser som ei blomstereng
Og en heilt spesiell og vakker dag
Springer eg over gjerdene alt eg har
Eg kommer til å plukke dine drømmar til bakken er bar

Du heiste meg lenger, og lenger, og lenger og enda lenger opp
Eg var din akrobat, og eg dalte alltid rett inn i armane dine
Me måtte vært sommerfugler om me sko ha følt oss friare

Og far stod og smilte, og vinkte, ner på bakken og såg

Men det var den gong då
Me har det ikkje sånn lenger nå

Eg vil ha det sånn eg hadde det
Du gjorde det umulige
Du ga oss følelsen at alt kunne skje
Det var kaniner i hatten
Eg venta på elefanten

Du drog på kaniner opp av hatten
Eg stod å venta på elefanten