Hohohoo...I feel like Santa

Not that I bring any cool gifts or anything, but I do a bit of interviewing for Speak (the student exchange organisation I worked for over summer). And I basically get to decide whether these kids I interview are fit for a year in the States. And if I think they can handle it they go, and if not they are stuck for two more years at a Norwegian high school that's falling apart from the inside, re-naming itself (my old high school just did), without actually improving anything materialistically, the class rooms are still sub zero during winter and the blackboards are broken in two... Anyway, I think it is really cool being invited into these peoples' homes and chatting with student and parent for an hour or two. And of course, I can highly reccomend a year overseas, so it's pretty easy to convince them.

To a whole different thing. Oslo is very dangerous!! I bikeride to work every morning, and they've just made a perfectly safe zebra-crossing into a potentially fatal roundabout. It's not making it much easier that I can't drive a car, and therefore don't know who to stop for or when to go. They've figured it out in Copenhagen, they've got hundreds of kilometres of biketracks, but Oslo is just an accident waiting to happen. So, wish me luck.

On a different note again, Kristin, my flatmate, just passed her, what can you call it, "hunting licence" (jegerprøven), and is now ready to shoot a moose or kangaroo or anything in her way and make a perfect stew on a cold autumn night... yeah...right...

Well, long day, hope everyone is well. All you, Aussies out there, what are you doing at the moment, give us an email:)

Cheers, Maria