i am not sure where to start - in four days, i returned to vancouver, moved apartments, spent no money, cooked delicious food, found a new cafe and screwed up. big time. more about that in a bit. now, i am just waiting to be inspired to actually unpack. in less than 48 hours i will be well on my way to east africa, so that inspiration better come fast! did you know it takes 30 hours to travel from vancouver to nairobi? well, it does.
i screwed up, and for that, i owe my mother an apology. not for the fact that i keep insisting i have not taken a boyfriend/lover that i am hiding from her in new york. there’s no such thing, for real. not only am i boyfriend-less these days, but also country-less, root-less, rest-less. so no wonder i accidentally spoke to her in english, which is why i owe her an apology. all i meant to say, was that i like the tv show downton abbey “so much”. you don’t have to have a degree in linguistics to guess “so much” is not norwegian. in moments over the last couple of years, in intimate moments, half asleep with some american boy next to me, i’ve blabbed away in norwegian - asking what time it is, if we should get up or what, what is it like outside? my default is supposed to be norwegian!
after the language accident with my mom, i started looking for tickets and planning to spend easter at home. also, i instantaneously lied and said i wouldn’t find a boyfriend anywhere but in norway. she caught me in it, it was such an obvious lie. but at least, i’ll go home for easter. my tongue would have to come off otherwise.