tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9455395159484069932024-03-14T10:31:41.599+01:00Under the surfaceBloggen minTorsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-74855520929906006802008-08-20T11:26:00.006+02:002008-08-20T12:19:41.795+02:00The Return To the Balkans<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcOz23VprcD1Q6nRX3-Icbc36GTnnIO__VK4wGw3FNrLX71tcPEH83gQ5znP1Xtxxy_NqP8yNh3P8-J0pHDOb6qs1doDbBbGJ0beKNNaE04em5IaE87aoKASfizq6T2ioX1O6QDp3VoC8/s1600-h/P8095831.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcOz23VprcD1Q6nRX3-Icbc36GTnnIO__VK4wGw3FNrLX71tcPEH83gQ5znP1Xtxxy_NqP8yNh3P8-J0pHDOb6qs1doDbBbGJ0beKNNaE04em5IaE87aoKASfizq6T2ioX1O6QDp3VoC8/s320/P8095831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236535379239459122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">View from the castle in Kotor</span><br /></div><br />Just a short update. On the 7.th of august I returned to the Balkans. I flew to Dubrovnik where I was picked up at the airport and i went straight to Martinas place in Kotor, Crna Gora (Montenegro). Martina just recently became Danijels fiancé, and it was really great to see them both again. I stayed with them untill Sunday.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy4BpjyYOQ7yl8rKWbDk9tnz1CpROsI7g_HPBq76dHeSrdOld5hhvkEa4EyH2RYdba_5eu39MjkJiWwVIzTIjpo99MvtcrKyGUxRK3AlPAs_IyJ7Bo2h4Hk6wO2D30PpHQJhbugFHvlR0/s1600-h/P8085527.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy4BpjyYOQ7yl8rKWbDk9tnz1CpROsI7g_HPBq76dHeSrdOld5hhvkEa4EyH2RYdba_5eu39MjkJiWwVIzTIjpo99MvtcrKyGUxRK3AlPAs_IyJ7Bo2h4Hk6wO2D30PpHQJhbugFHvlR0/s320/P8085527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236535363537182866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Danijel and me, finally back together, always fun</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijNLHdPIpwztSG0MOVjB87TJFPn0g0rYW1VlG_7OLWEzirVf7WlCnQYy8OBtKM4nuhyaySJeWKNTBt5r1YNQvZlaTCs6XP6BipddGtxscsP2eSXZ2Mnwk6TJbRW5HHmR1-RrF_AdFtWJs/s1600-h/P8085562.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijNLHdPIpwztSG0MOVjB87TJFPn0g0rYW1VlG_7OLWEzirVf7WlCnQYy8OBtKM4nuhyaySJeWKNTBt5r1YNQvZlaTCs6XP6BipddGtxscsP2eSXZ2Mnwk6TJbRW5HHmR1-RrF_AdFtWJs/s320/P8085562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236535369134278194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Martinas neighborhood</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKqgxEWHmlSdqGT7n4oE8tymhQu6n9qIP72YmPkBiDb8Zv-S62mmzgNelMK4ZWjHXY5OwiCo-f_Dwg_yDjBiYLB5vUEtVj9VjaLePGRo8MB-j3mCi3uEWjepEsq_ZoBEALvL0dazpzXNA/s1600-h/P8095643.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKqgxEWHmlSdqGT7n4oE8tymhQu6n9qIP72YmPkBiDb8Zv-S62mmzgNelMK4ZWjHXY5OwiCo-f_Dwg_yDjBiYLB5vUEtVj9VjaLePGRo8MB-j3mCi3uEWjepEsq_ZoBEALvL0dazpzXNA/s320/P8095643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236535373334924434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Martinas kitten</span><br /></div><br />Sunday morning we went to a camp which we had been planning for over a year now. It lasted for 7 days, and was situated at a decent hotel along the Fjord of Montenegro in a place call Risan. The focus of the camp was Leadership training. It was some great 7 days.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIS1dFwa17i4iVW5VsycgQ1ARbrfG9HD1Z-Ff244M_xRHNR8sFmYuQjIzreg_JyshWTcie0cAoRn7-6CvZu8TQDDd9U7bPMMhv0hyphenhyphenfVrWo75JJMl59Bt0SyyYlAltjL3SdjLiN4DYxqHc/s1600-h/P8105852.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIS1dFwa17i4iVW5VsycgQ1ARbrfG9HD1Z-Ff244M_xRHNR8sFmYuQjIzreg_JyshWTcie0cAoRn7-6CvZu8TQDDd9U7bPMMhv0hyphenhyphenfVrWo75JJMl59Bt0SyyYlAltjL3SdjLiN4DYxqHc/s320/P8105852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236535377372051522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Gjermund, my travelling buddy and our view from the hotel room</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqtJ9_jQoXV931cn8tVBUp6jxPRpAjXfLSDbMVfxiyVLMLiiOjp47DOMv5YeRKNUiViqxZubkMtUct4AH1R7d5NotK8yxy1ioTZAA6KpYFCkgFROs2EUDKw5UwLBiVcxX3u2fn5YvJmc/s1600-h/P8135876.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqtJ9_jQoXV931cn8tVBUp6jxPRpAjXfLSDbMVfxiyVLMLiiOjp47DOMv5YeRKNUiViqxZubkMtUct4AH1R7d5NotK8yxy1ioTZAA6KpYFCkgFROs2EUDKw5UwLBiVcxX3u2fn5YvJmc/s320/P8135876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540441235935458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Marija and some guy... Who might this be... What is the connection.. Maybe?? Maybe??</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSIQjdJNKq_Ofi83lijXTDOnlPTRMuIveGTCqweYfQkI6KgRHnfv6TU0Oy4SsspM1PPeIF32UmseKLrsbjT_P3VNEPgeEG8fCliP9anV84bYIEOW6-32UMtHdYS06VnaGW9aKmsafX9-s/s1600-h/P8135969.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSIQjdJNKq_Ofi83lijXTDOnlPTRMuIveGTCqweYfQkI6KgRHnfv6TU0Oy4SsspM1PPeIF32UmseKLrsbjT_P3VNEPgeEG8fCliP9anV84bYIEOW6-32UMtHdYS06VnaGW9aKmsafX9-s/s320/P8135969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540442933674258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">At a coffee shop in Kotor</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORUiggwy2tp75-FbjpPg4OnLIE1EnaCreP4Ht2E5F3yn1Coyp4mL7-17oJKghxWiZwEgnzJdJbSkbtEgAPIb0Yplgib9JVLcSVI_7QQw4NQsnVm_fNfy0VQUzun-VNbQ-4eK-LEg6iFo/s1600-h/P8136017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORUiggwy2tp75-FbjpPg4OnLIE1EnaCreP4Ht2E5F3yn1Coyp4mL7-17oJKghxWiZwEgnzJdJbSkbtEgAPIb0Yplgib9JVLcSVI_7QQw4NQsnVm_fNfy0VQUzun-VNbQ-4eK-LEg6iFo/s320/P8136017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540444386251234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Buddva - Montenegro, camp excursion</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZjYx4lMN5I5CuMeJ2lTBAWtnHF11HSa79DVQ7yolkMlTqyy-UWb2i26e5fjLDZBz-wHrLkiAcSvpeqlAIr8JMRPUBDApYGNjfYbZKasatLxCyhyphenhyphenj8rElFXdigsRyzp0WAUbCZmiuuaZg/s1600-h/P8146128.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZjYx4lMN5I5CuMeJ2lTBAWtnHF11HSa79DVQ7yolkMlTqyy-UWb2i26e5fjLDZBz-wHrLkiAcSvpeqlAIr8JMRPUBDApYGNjfYbZKasatLxCyhyphenhyphenj8rElFXdigsRyzp0WAUbCZmiuuaZg/s320/P8146128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540444261027410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">From one of the seminars at the camp</span><br /><br /></div>The following Sunday we went to Macedonia by night bus through Albania. More accuratly to lake Orchid, a beautiful old city and a huge wonderfull lake. The place is really recomendable. Cheap prices for food and accomodation.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyDAMTqq_cx2EvsNGeB2TYRSpnTLEOycUGioSzRJGtALXigv13HWBvWnF0zXTyZSU1mDdV2tc2AEXj4BBKlugZs5jsuFBdb4KiU_tTyeJ9Xcd52P75GBJjYKq3qy28a0V1G9-dPyWP54/s1600-h/P8186377.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyDAMTqq_cx2EvsNGeB2TYRSpnTLEOycUGioSzRJGtALXigv13HWBvWnF0zXTyZSU1mDdV2tc2AEXj4BBKlugZs5jsuFBdb4KiU_tTyeJ9Xcd52P75GBJjYKq3qy28a0V1G9-dPyWP54/s320/P8186377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236540450411007026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Lake Ochid from Sveti Naum</span><br /></div><br />Tuesday morning we went on to Skopje, the capitol of Macedonia. We spent some hours there, before we went on to Pristina Kosovo. We are staying here until Wednesday night when we take the bus to Belgrade, where we are staying a couple of days. We will also spend a night in Novi Sad and Budapest.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-74851192480142845122008-04-17T17:09:00.002+02:002008-04-17T17:15:38.639+02:00Back in NorwayAfter about half a year in Serbia I have now returned to Norway. I had a great time in Serbia, but it's still great to come back here and meet friends again and return to my favorite school, Hald. The food in Norway is better than ever and the air fresher then ever before.<br /><br />It's also hard to leave Serbia. In this beautiful country I still have some of my best friends and memories from all of my life. God has really thought me a lot this year.<br /><br />Even though I've returned to Norway I plan two more blog posts. One about working in the kindergarten Noah's Ark in Belgrade, and the other is the one I promised from Kosovo.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-33809378261322423482008-03-26T12:13:00.025+01:002008-11-15T11:59:22.974+01:00What I've been up to latelyAfter I returned from my trip to Kosovo and Monte Negro I've been having quite a busy time. I've written one paper and one article. The article was about the situation in Kosovo and was recently published in Credo, a Christian Norwegian student magazine. The paper was for Hald and the title was: "The Serbian Orthodox Church and its view on salvation and other churches". The paper is written in English. If anybody would like to read it, let me know and I will send you a copy. Both the article and the paper had been highly educational experiences for me and even though it took a lot of work it was well worth it. Related to this work I've gotten to interview Orthodox priests, Kosovo Albanians, Serbs etc. Great experiences!<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Let me try to give a short review of what’s been going on since my last blog article. I hope I would never have to do this, but I apologize for the lack of blog posts the last month or so. We arrived in Belgrade a little bit after schedule (why, you can see in the last blog post) on the 18th of February, the morning after Kosovo declared its independence. You could feel the tension already from the train. Loud demonstrations proclaiming "Nedaimo Kosovo"(We're not giving away Kosovo) and "Kosovo je Srbija"(Kosovo is Serbia), was audible as we approached Belgrade main train station. The number of people and cars in the center was highly reduced from normal. And the people who were there were walking more quickly and tense than normally. At the EUS meeting the same evening only ¼ of the normal attendees showed up, and me and Stine had to come by a different route since a McDonalds was under attack.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CMCwWPLQ2M_B7Ud_RwbS-scDvwKPZo3rcXaEE3OtoMJ96R6tGGYh1mZMEr7ue9fmC1sRc87NiWCeAmdLA1daPJrxJU4QaN00Uk3x5URwOzChGjjmrfj1b6c6HqRTicj3Tmt3Mxp0QX0/s1600-h/P2212598.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CMCwWPLQ2M_B7Ud_RwbS-scDvwKPZo3rcXaEE3OtoMJ96R6tGGYh1mZMEr7ue9fmC1sRc87NiWCeAmdLA1daPJrxJU4QaN00Uk3x5URwOzChGjjmrfj1b6c6HqRTicj3Tmt3Mxp0QX0/s320/P2212598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097322863113890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A huge demonstration with about 300 000 people took place in the center of Belgrade</span><br /></div> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Later the same week there was a huge demonstration in Belgrade with approximately 300 000 people. During this demonstration there was also some embassies and stores being attacked. While walking from the demonstration to our Bible study that night, we accidently happened to walk by the Turkish Embassy at the exact same time as it was attacked. But luckily we managed to pass by without drawing attention.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Just two days it’s almost like everything is back to normal, and there is not a lot of talking about Kosovo anymore. Things are going on like before, and Belgrade still feels a lot more safe then both Bergen and Oslo. If you take a look on <a href="http://www.kjendis.no/2008/03/26/530583.html">Dagbladets article</a> about the safety of the participants of EuroSong contest (Melodi Grand Prix), I would assess this as highly exaggerated. Walking around in the streets of Belgrade is safe. I’m pretty sure there is less crime here than in the big cities of Norway (not considering corruption of course).</span></p><span style="" lang="EN-US">Our language teacher, Desa, was getting married on 9.of March and was kind of busy around that date, so we were having a lot of language classes to don’t fall behind. Something we also will do the last two weeks before we return to Norway. Before the wedding I and Danijel also attended a Chris Rea concert in Belgrade. It was great fun!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:12;"></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxResQS3BzIIolkrLEXvG1AXtfFyUboEB1Fc1vDQB4dY7w1F9ox9VTs1GDaLz1ckCswPRsETvGw1bwniWA7' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chris Rea - Live in Belgrade</span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFzvA1dIPjWTjsUOsDdQFf-9ktGfgnHQJ-foPz9nrgZL23la9y4HUHItw-72x8wEiYQ3E7hZ6lWeJyzqw6VN-2aoCQd8b_1ZhtpekJk_cYqWe8tQ2s16L6CUMybqc_9x0sQT8f9TVo_U/s1600-h/P3092683.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFzvA1dIPjWTjsUOsDdQFf-9ktGfgnHQJ-foPz9nrgZL23la9y4HUHItw-72x8wEiYQ3E7hZ6lWeJyzqw6VN-2aoCQd8b_1ZhtpekJk_cYqWe8tQ2s16L6CUMybqc_9x0sQT8f9TVo_U/s320/P3092683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097340042983106" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Nick from Canada and my team partner Stine in Desa's wedding </span><br /></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBlxUPEYTLq40CWWWiHUy0mQiheIwPQqiePUfcPuRE9WD6B9elY9rVhp2DUrKFgLoS13Q_7yOgmtm-Lopzi62Y87_Y6kCubZjIA3HseC-OKVyzK1Ob1ZLcJYxlTeBXDUKuzPji-lMbUk/s1600-h/P3092670.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBlxUPEYTLq40CWWWiHUy0mQiheIwPQqiePUfcPuRE9WD6B9elY9rVhp2DUrKFgLoS13Q_7yOgmtm-Lopzi62Y87_Y6kCubZjIA3HseC-OKVyzK1Ob1ZLcJYxlTeBXDUKuzPji-lMbUk/s320/P3092670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097340042983090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Bride and Groom just before the wedding.</span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">The wedding itself was also a highly interesting experience. While Norwegian weddings are filled up with songs, games, entertainment and program. Serbian weddings consist of three main events which are all happening simultaneously. These are food, loud music and dancing. Food is being served from beginning to end, loud music is being played the entire time and people are dancing all the time. It’s safe to say that I and Stine were a little bit tired of ethno music at the end.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzvNbvg9uPg_YP9vDLA9n7ofCDB4TT4n-zm5ftBCl6X4DDLIlHEyBEsLPH-Ri9LInMRI2fbOeJvQr8dTvUH9g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Desa's wedding. Listen to the Serbian music.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5hWwzjcTaYkRnujl5zBfqnpVcFCi4nUS4ZLd1RGLcHr7Y3OmdH8GKOGAi61K5Ys7dTem-4hQUQwFdJHzUK-zzcF5ToKTBP73eaZc0L0PqZRvjQBmeOyrwrsM8eJinbUNLQGeqLVhJJg/s1600-h/P3092757.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5hWwzjcTaYkRnujl5zBfqnpVcFCi4nUS4ZLd1RGLcHr7Y3OmdH8GKOGAi61K5Ys7dTem-4hQUQwFdJHzUK-zzcF5ToKTBP73eaZc0L0PqZRvjQBmeOyrwrsM8eJinbUNLQGeqLVhJJg/s320/P3092757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097344337950418" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">In the wedding I finally got an opportunity to try out the new suit I bought in Thailand. </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_cKYt6F7u75nZ0eM7qe6Nz9E3wJYkzDtVfntyMsP5uO4h0P9EjJN8dyfIGTarph6OI1gaGwX3-4it7eohH3bvbqVb3HjPpUAD8k0NRB7VE3sxTtZgb0jMvOPtIoDVgn8RftRePyAk2k/s1600-h/P3132780.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_cKYt6F7u75nZ0eM7qe6Nz9E3wJYkzDtVfntyMsP5uO4h0P9EjJN8dyfIGTarph6OI1gaGwX3-4it7eohH3bvbqVb3HjPpUAD8k0NRB7VE3sxTtZgb0jMvOPtIoDVgn8RftRePyAk2k/s320/P3132780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097348632917730" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mom and Dad in Budapest</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4SrcSG9ev3duJMziwWVmshjJkhYKnQJlQV6JNAenPBdz-L61RazssziCGU9_86BE2ql9tWgk-FFsaVLkPefZWY7E3H4a0DuyOXStcI4UTykMmUDZ83F13jiK4AH8nILvNGCaER6cKjMg/s1600-h/P3142937.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4SrcSG9ev3duJMziwWVmshjJkhYKnQJlQV6JNAenPBdz-L61RazssziCGU9_86BE2ql9tWgk-FFsaVLkPefZWY7E3H4a0DuyOXStcI4UTykMmUDZ83F13jiK4AH8nILvNGCaER6cKjMg/s320/P3142937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168468996372306" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The magnificent Chain Bridge in Budapest, with the castle in the background.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_p1SidaFEY7mVYxhG6AoUTOLiYnuwmhmdHNEMVC108oNQVyXyTQwus4d90lUhmx5xEBNTlxmVrwYCkpz7nLpNqwjt-OqU3334mXwAFAVZoEflMvEFEwAwnl1C93SJ_1z1MK6PagAP1Wo/s1600-h/P3142864.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_p1SidaFEY7mVYxhG6AoUTOLiYnuwmhmdHNEMVC108oNQVyXyTQwus4d90lUhmx5xEBNTlxmVrwYCkpz7nLpNqwjt-OqU3334mXwAFAVZoEflMvEFEwAwnl1C93SJ_1z1MK6PagAP1Wo/s320/P3142864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182102652917528370" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Some part of the fortress of Budapest</span><br /><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">On the 13<sup>th</sup> of March my parents came to visit. Because of convenience they flew to Budapest which gave me the unique opportunity of visiting both Hungary and Budapest. It was great to see mum and dad again, and Budapest was also a very interesting city. Wrapped with old buildings, bridges, monuments and so on, it’s a sight well worth seeing. The first evening we had dinner on a boat on the river Danube, a really great meal. The next day we did some sightseeing and in the evening we went on Sir Lancelot restaurant. This is a theme restaurant recommended to me by a friend. The topic is medieval times and this applies for everything from the waitresses’ dresses and to the food and the decorations. There was among other things sword fighting and belly dancing, the food was great and the wine was brilliant. In other words we had a good time in Budapest.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF9QjQ8ecuJIvHC1QulS_ctMOC5Mr_7Hz52IDRmp8M8DgAP-4EZw9bf3QfHQLVhu8JL7JgLnISwsNs3v8cfZ3YBrp2cQIXvQCq2EImytLwhddd9KCnjF-Fn-WmaumHn-BF3GkKrL_6NUM/s1600-h/P3142919.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF9QjQ8ecuJIvHC1QulS_ctMOC5Mr_7Hz52IDRmp8M8DgAP-4EZw9bf3QfHQLVhu8JL7JgLnISwsNs3v8cfZ3YBrp2cQIXvQCq2EImytLwhddd9KCnjF-Fn-WmaumHn-BF3GkKrL_6NUM/s320/P3142919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168460406437698" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">A little bit of the huge parliament building in Budapest</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNa_u3F7e06xyndfAd5YIGojvZpN1Oa1SowElJ79-l9NKzUslQwr9nYr3YR9NXAJPa3Hti8vG94M50Jh5D3WEK9_G3EozMosL1KjOYGLRya_vRn0l84nIbaERwmiVh4qsqnpJOtiOFv8/s1600-h/P3142795.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNa_u3F7e06xyndfAd5YIGojvZpN1Oa1SowElJ79-l9NKzUslQwr9nYr3YR9NXAJPa3Hti8vG94M50Jh5D3WEK9_G3EozMosL1KjOYGLRya_vRn0l84nIbaERwmiVh4qsqnpJOtiOFv8/s320/P3142795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182102618557789938" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">One of the streets in Budapest center</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUO16QhJdTdK6ojOYtRWGyx0F3fhbSdNM_jQ0so2pTIFrIRCMC5I-hFG1mGGHk0PgCRuUFc1flOp-BALVObXsH3e6p0O6nugZVGcXFPgrGfQxWzQXc-eI25CoRg2O9HvQuO04lg227p0/s1600-h/P3142857.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUO16QhJdTdK6ojOYtRWGyx0F3fhbSdNM_jQ0so2pTIFrIRCMC5I-hFG1mGGHk0PgCRuUFc1flOp-BALVObXsH3e6p0O6nugZVGcXFPgrGfQxWzQXc-eI25CoRg2O9HvQuO04lg227p0/s320/P3142857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182102640032626466" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The view from the fortress</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhZtXV3AUoYLUrwLHA0OB7qWxvI5-_OtqGJnDNaNYeVGBmweObK8vhJ41AhUFBXhXjJNJ3FC5jljvSLZ1cMwk2nohGNx-TVgthqcaZcz9LqaH2nXtHD8DcOkutv2B9SwYJqExpjh_Ou0/s1600-h/P3142824.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhZtXV3AUoYLUrwLHA0OB7qWxvI5-_OtqGJnDNaNYeVGBmweObK8vhJ41AhUFBXhXjJNJ3FC5jljvSLZ1cMwk2nohGNx-TVgthqcaZcz9LqaH2nXtHD8DcOkutv2B9SwYJqExpjh_Ou0/s320/P3142824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182102622852757250" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1BJuaLT6ymGgsBv5sbf6kWsjw1Kfl7Tx_TO1Pz-NTgWmVrV5XR8-pR6I4ZsacseWUBZJTmVVoFKOkPCkTt8vRuRk2YKGIFtp_kYVyZknlT4kzffexbqSHgii2gpyO-t2aOwIEuC72YA/s1600-h/P3142835.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1BJuaLT6ymGgsBv5sbf6kWsjw1Kfl7Tx_TO1Pz-NTgWmVrV5XR8-pR6I4ZsacseWUBZJTmVVoFKOkPCkTt8vRuRk2YKGIFtp_kYVyZknlT4kzffexbqSHgii2gpyO-t2aOwIEuC72YA/s320/P3142835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182102635737659154" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Inside Stephen's church. A Catholic church in the very center of the city.</span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4iXcEqkxZ5cwYPhqXOVolztUiI3aCDhOgwsmUVPlITx-Yi6-acrEyk2KXzYD19jblNXvC1p1Ni8cfehEFGsRUUmu-QVyBFzCdPGAR9wk5zbqPOq49UaM91EBc2yCFIuex8fWcebIt50/s1600-h/P3152959.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4iXcEqkxZ5cwYPhqXOVolztUiI3aCDhOgwsmUVPlITx-Yi6-acrEyk2KXzYD19jblNXvC1p1Ni8cfehEFGsRUUmu-QVyBFzCdPGAR9wk5zbqPOq49UaM91EBc2yCFIuex8fWcebIt50/s320/P3152959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168473291339618" border="0" /></a><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dinner with my parents and some of my Serbian friends at Dača Restaurant. </span><br /><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Then I brought my parents to Serbia where we first went for a dinner with some of my Serbian friends. We had rented a car and the next day we went for a trip along Danube to see some of Serbia. The highlight of this trip was probably the Eco Ethno village where we spend the night. With a great view of Danube, from a hill along the river, homemade food and honey snaps this was nothing less of a fantastic experience! Driving was also great fun! We also got to spend some time in Belgrade and Pancevo before they returned to Norway.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-a0hCRhDfLnBQokvS8OzV_PwXoRJhsJZH5AZpHVQXShiAGBaK-pZJHAb5XHfCHsQrBIVXnlMmSog6NUts2kJysB0vchA-pFI3qi3V7x-09MKvKVnbUVpmdCw-znC-f5VZkaHU-AkUck/s1600-h/P3162984.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-a0hCRhDfLnBQokvS8OzV_PwXoRJhsJZH5AZpHVQXShiAGBaK-pZJHAb5XHfCHsQrBIVXnlMmSog6NUts2kJysB0vchA-pFI3qi3V7x-09MKvKVnbUVpmdCw-znC-f5VZkaHU-AkUck/s320/P3162984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168494766176130" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Chevrolet we rented to drive around in Serbia for two days</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CeSNFTFjrO60jckHSwJGRI2-44_Iv1LpjfEhzxUBwMhlC9CLUqy0cFFzf0d6yNZJYWUnsUA6GBZEk5mrffqZ7nznSz1wciMUVWGaE_4l7p9oefKh1O0Gv5p8OJBthsVquUwbnc25EG4/s1600-h/P3162972.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CeSNFTFjrO60jckHSwJGRI2-44_Iv1LpjfEhzxUBwMhlC9CLUqy0cFFzf0d6yNZJYWUnsUA6GBZEk5mrffqZ7nznSz1wciMUVWGaE_4l7p9oefKh1O0Gv5p8OJBthsVquUwbnc25EG4/s320/P3162972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168490471208818" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">My dad in front of some Serbian trees</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItp8q5Hfgdu5YxNLdc36o6DIZxiQ7qR4MjsHGUFdn_WyTQH1YX7TTEPREHX179Xin-YC8jMb7jgx9boROyHrxmNTi8czlOW7ccKvkX1CSBBN_0tLztvEcrGirwTgDi0bk9ooZFJY6IEc/s1600-h/P3162992.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItp8q5Hfgdu5YxNLdc36o6DIZxiQ7qR4MjsHGUFdn_WyTQH1YX7TTEPREHX179Xin-YC8jMb7jgx9boROyHrxmNTi8czlOW7ccKvkX1CSBBN_0tLztvEcrGirwTgDi0bk9ooZFJY6IEc/s320/P3162992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182169306514995090" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The clean river of Danube</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6DjQ7pvF5XQL4TTF-uCBCEvIzgHVdDKu1HW3HrzFW_EousIsex_zFgbG9H1wkgwz28IahvIRyUjpGcVHIj1LADq_4K5f11Kk3U2NaSptPvZS0yvG0JRZ13Z8Gf1EPlp5MD5_hJDtbfI/s1600-h/P3163037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9TtuNEq5UzuJopgcIb5x3E9UVrOhQvJmP2hYrMbmx65zoADCeGDyhH3b52vjf7WYhJaiXfu9k052bdAtTAv2KsJDetJsfRkBGn725TM5j4A8uuoDkeoVq8Qe3KsvcfvVTJliyfeBwJbA/s320/P3163141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182172463315957730" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Our house in the Ethno Village</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhfqv-XTGkTLBVgpAHb9XUXJx6h97bidGCopWAGDNhMNMcPp5jrQxKC99FXiBwLUvaTGJnKckThlMyMaMZLleLMdUWUqoaC14mOHkRrWJD7cSLFl-iwmx-2aOBVzW1_h_uOUBV3J3Ky8/s1600-h/P3163109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhfqv-XTGkTLBVgpAHb9XUXJx6h97bidGCopWAGDNhMNMcPp5jrQxKC99FXiBwLUvaTGJnKckThlMyMaMZLleLMdUWUqoaC14mOHkRrWJD7cSLFl-iwmx-2aOBVzW1_h_uOUBV3J3Ky8/s320/P3163109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182169323694864338" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The sky was really great that day.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAXUNYNm7gXxaRtvIxUFK33fdfGXjzRMMJrEnL6pkxOFmkTyAlroLcpJskG-qrHfMl4IjFHGjJtm2TOuokq60Mx9w_vbscsJrwYaZmfoK-C0V-McgiiPBFOKYEWz5LzIJZWNX81ELRZE/s1600-h/P3163146.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAXUNYNm7gXxaRtvIxUFK33fdfGXjzRMMJrEnL6pkxOFmkTyAlroLcpJskG-qrHfMl4IjFHGjJtm2TOuokq60Mx9w_vbscsJrwYaZmfoK-C0V-McgiiPBFOKYEWz5LzIJZWNX81ELRZE/s320/P3163146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182172476200859634" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Our host even prepared a fire for us</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY-DXMOF5i_ZzN-Sr-_bgdXTrBpaji8waUyfc8u2WHih0z2xBvhtLYqdmznHB9zINvQH3wmeiR1yWJhBvgAoUE3QL-LYbwjxicO1FvbJgxZIh37-VlWTotK-GKx99JeEb6qzd7dbFUp8/s1600-h/P3173257.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY-DXMOF5i_ZzN-Sr-_bgdXTrBpaji8waUyfc8u2WHih0z2xBvhtLYqdmznHB9zINvQH3wmeiR1yWJhBvgAoUE3QL-LYbwjxicO1FvbJgxZIh37-VlWTotK-GKx99JeEb6qzd7dbFUp8/s320/P3173257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174237137451058" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Danube next to the fortress in Smederevo.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiYl_6ZN0nvgFu4w9wlhBfZ_aBlIuqz6_r4EjLzW914eY_t6fVz2Sqgr2P6h7kzi41JUdBM5b97Y04mwSwiwvwypfKSIKvwslbnmoJr4xpQ0WzbMh8kQrmZH5XLbASuHbfLqrWSO_9otQ/s1600-h/P3173206.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEFEeqbP4PPYECjRAqvQXTmNjjmsUkdGaStSsgKnp7eEGGX2p0nuAbLE1zcrx08lVsEWE1u5lql9yuU3VcI-9by1MNRt_X3wCaL_zpsxw-xM-iYlF456_YukgAIQ5mUCA6g27H5kZSLj0/s320/P3173170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174250022352978" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The ancient Roman city of Viminacium </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmCQ7WORmOtFbhMN5J9ghgVZM7Ru_gmlAWE28MeWIfjc6x9au1LmNsAFbD8JHWATnbhZ37mol-fSHqBHOeulzGgq5KKWa2VcMxPMPZoomyZR1Jw6MyCmrO1Y4-x1UMNLCZw-Qn71c2-8/s1600-h/P3173175.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmCQ7WORmOtFbhMN5J9ghgVZM7Ru_gmlAWE28MeWIfjc6x9au1LmNsAFbD8JHWATnbhZ37mol-fSHqBHOeulzGgq5KKWa2VcMxPMPZoomyZR1Jw6MyCmrO1Y4-x1UMNLCZw-Qn71c2-8/s320/P3173175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174258612287586" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Some dead Roman guy</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiRL5FjACWqLn4rGjWpxbJwdPMP8-zjoSu1-mmvFg5KhesmCwdgyKOwpXd9TGA2T_Rs5M0Luk83ZX9sEeP92l0FA3y20Kik3Hw6sAl8aaBIzrAGzpyr9jzHQR6tXhVEJEkKgV6MYbPz4/s1600-h/P3183287.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiRL5FjACWqLn4rGjWpxbJwdPMP8-zjoSu1-mmvFg5KhesmCwdgyKOwpXd9TGA2T_Rs5M0Luk83ZX9sEeP92l0FA3y20Kik3Hw6sAl8aaBIzrAGzpyr9jzHQR6tXhVEJEkKgV6MYbPz4/s320/P3183287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174262907254898" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">In Kalemegdan, the fortress of Belgrade, with Stine and my parents.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGW43t2cMXURx_fx7MsAusBOyofVZfdlyutILwK9cfc7YmDLju032DTxC2ONYnEo4lFPLMbD4JgoUH99ejiMNzTt5FHFRWVqQAV-w4DM02I8qwnN3TzWTNXcsH1flmnRgoPhgwnfCsBEM/s1600-h/P3203309.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGW43t2cMXURx_fx7MsAusBOyofVZfdlyutILwK9cfc7YmDLju032DTxC2ONYnEo4lFPLMbD4JgoUH99ejiMNzTt5FHFRWVqQAV-w4DM02I8qwnN3TzWTNXcsH1flmnRgoPhgwnfCsBEM/s320/P3203309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174932922153090" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">International student conference in Linz, Austria, with 2000 attendees.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxDjzGj-TBfwAFu0sOz-cmpBTQAnbIb7c7l9ofz7pLd8Qv8h5EgVom1P6cP20OVLtBtA2qvYYTMwaeKfXYy' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Danijel and Vegard during Linz worship</span><br /></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw0RMpU8oXddIoP3zORGBAgd5v3XPN8W_3914hhIUtJGf9EAgt4g8HxDydqlsB1cg8378JWoPnDUXfll8_Rtg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Eastern morning service</span><br /><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">The morning after they left, I went to an IFES conference in Linz, Austria together with 55 other students from Serbia. The conference was just fantastic! Having some experience from arranging conferences earlier (although not of the same scale), I was amazed by how well everything worked, from food to accommodation. Even though the conference was brilliant the highlight was probably to meet some of my friends again, both Norwegian and some of the internationals from Hald. I’m starting to realize how strong and unique my connection to these fellow international students is. Worshiping, praying and serving together with 2000 other European students were just fantastic.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqk9m4CBorw3a9_CrVG8Sq5pUOflxO6hqYj7cUM29J9XghOSd0qD5LL2BZv76J5iNaiTLcrOngKyXQ5kS1I91hZYxs1Dy77nvkJ32Q8u8gw4ea_L-c0IPq7Jt994RaRUP62McWvEDknP4/s1600-h/P3223375.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqk9m4CBorw3a9_CrVG8Sq5pUOflxO6hqYj7cUM29J9XghOSd0qD5LL2BZv76J5iNaiTLcrOngKyXQ5kS1I91hZYxs1Dy77nvkJ32Q8u8gw4ea_L-c0IPq7Jt994RaRUP62McWvEDknP4/s320/P3223375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176491995281698" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Downtown Linz</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sizRbCtd6Imd-RpnzYI69sYTPOwXXhvbXsyikXn0TNM8zyWKmoTjaH5YWZ6PyNNX2jAnwoGhs-wDOEU18GHnlg6VBMyROBHOjQxDlJ6xw2Cy_k31l-pQss8c6qzQ0UHgVnsVJ5HPXSk/s1600-h/P3223376.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sizRbCtd6Imd-RpnzYI69sYTPOwXXhvbXsyikXn0TNM8zyWKmoTjaH5YWZ6PyNNX2jAnwoGhs-wDOEU18GHnlg6VBMyROBHOjQxDlJ6xw2Cy_k31l-pQss8c6qzQ0UHgVnsVJ5HPXSk/s320/P3223376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176496290249010" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The art museum in Linz, with Danube in the background</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUE_sYqfgBZKqmiSosBbjwNWdEBEI719dFsnYhfWxZWHzn7ZZSoJQD7xlwPuH-L2bqbpPcHD51Rmzha6Rlbm4M9EtNYewfRWxFokL15zQJvhvAZ55kktZAaKNQIQ-4zgD33_mCkz8yN0/s1600-h/P3233381.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUE_sYqfgBZKqmiSosBbjwNWdEBEI719dFsnYhfWxZWHzn7ZZSoJQD7xlwPuH-L2bqbpPcHD51Rmzha6Rlbm4M9EtNYewfRWxFokL15zQJvhvAZ55kktZAaKNQIQ-4zgD33_mCkz8yN0/s320/P3233381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176500585216322" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">A church on the mountain outside Linz</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9r84L_hm5UtYfOvZbC1Tx_QP6fabG2t3m-41CWLOR92lF_YK8Ca0SFnEQXnULrtI4UkP74APCPA2cuW7eArsqkw9KwIik43ieqNYH_3x6YTmTgdTaMCq4OYN_6ziqwS69W4fBK-xAlD8/s1600-h/P3233397.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9r84L_hm5UtYfOvZbC1Tx_QP6fabG2t3m-41CWLOR92lF_YK8Ca0SFnEQXnULrtI4UkP74APCPA2cuW7eArsqkw9KwIik43ieqNYH_3x6YTmTgdTaMCq4OYN_6ziqwS69W4fBK-xAlD8/s320/P3233397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176509175150930" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Some of my Norwegian friends who attended Linz</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1HqvZsHOlg3zTFCBdHlrbksYQhYOXaqXo3emh-4igrGwUTsV1G11oF7uHxm1OLls831lXoAlUHyIdhKit1WW5_N7bTKjMRe5kUuJuqAhLjYX5cGrIOzgSDP7huRIHdneHRxF51W9WIg/s1600-h/P3213335.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1HqvZsHOlg3zTFCBdHlrbksYQhYOXaqXo3emh-4igrGwUTsV1G11oF7uHxm1OLls831lXoAlUHyIdhKit1WW5_N7bTKjMRe5kUuJuqAhLjYX5cGrIOzgSDP7huRIHdneHRxF51W9WIg/s320/P3213335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182175740376004818" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Ale)Sany, Brasilien girl who is a fellow student of mine at Hald</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gTnyz2jErlmV-_I5F67vfqSDcMvKa4Ymm9LKfA5sEkLfpxAokwTZNlvkUcnhkhnptamanj_C_fb_QPIdJuOWUyJ7dJ2XqKyXcZFFTnvg6UClJNzONBG-5ElyCKkaKlC7N1C9S3fckBY/s1600-h/P3213337.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gTnyz2jErlmV-_I5F67vfqSDcMvKa4Ymm9LKfA5sEkLfpxAokwTZNlvkUcnhkhnptamanj_C_fb_QPIdJuOWUyJ7dJ2XqKyXcZFFTnvg6UClJNzONBG-5ElyCKkaKlC7N1C9S3fckBY/s320/P3213337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182175748965939426" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Sammy is a Kenyan Hald student. He's currently working in Stavanger. The more you get to know this guy, the better of a guy he is.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7vZLiJ8zLr6il60JDmQG5m4I8fWOLCZxfcR8KjqneV-RfbPwwaIKYN_4UTEJfaWL0k9NBeo5m0YSc0zE6CDiq_7nQG455-7e0BVfHlune1MBTJC-dw5zc9hNcZ9PI42ZEIrsFsmT6EDI/s1600-h/P3213342.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7vZLiJ8zLr6il60JDmQG5m4I8fWOLCZxfcR8KjqneV-RfbPwwaIKYN_4UTEJfaWL0k9NBeo5m0YSc0zE6CDiq_7nQG455-7e0BVfHlune1MBTJC-dw5zc9hNcZ9PI42ZEIrsFsmT6EDI/s320/P3213342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182175761850841330" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Me, at the conference</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40pcVdFfMgvy7YJuUGvP_FLQnnP4pKo0imXB15VzlAnmIosMx5hsnRyJphr02ICGed95s0Majvb4oTHqsT_b6KGA9lPuQ9CSXp5M-xP8FXDf1KQogFlS6PIwMtSbMq9buLSY7On1tiKA/s1600-h/P3213348.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40pcVdFfMgvy7YJuUGvP_FLQnnP4pKo0imXB15VzlAnmIosMx5hsnRyJphr02ICGed95s0Majvb4oTHqsT_b6KGA9lPuQ9CSXp5M-xP8FXDf1KQogFlS6PIwMtSbMq9buLSY7On1tiKA/s320/P3213348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182175770440775938" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Hald student Pamela from Uganda</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLqTkJ9mCKot45TwWfGeV3WnLWErclrmWAIzN1e_j0esqyxQs-TYoZduUr9qo97xFfidke6sV6JuZvNRljDT_-eMQD5juITjh7BFGLnVcKRrktdDIHrFpsNgY1Y3Z1_5PYknUGjO00ko/s1600-h/P3223369.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLqTkJ9mCKot45TwWfGeV3WnLWErclrmWAIzN1e_j0esqyxQs-TYoZduUr9qo97xFfidke6sV6JuZvNRljDT_-eMQD5juITjh7BFGLnVcKRrktdDIHrFpsNgY1Y3Z1_5PYknUGjO00ko/s320/P3223369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182175774735743250" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Danube in Linz. By the way, Linz is the European cultural capitol in 2009, just after Stavanger. </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqSh4ACqcJSbBhw5L-SK3dUMhF1pAvbdxj5JnTu-6hblA2jA8KT1A4LIkeeJnEVKsegGBUXLNtVvVWx5hvsVL0ysuTbDMIXNS53Zu0XDTsPbbYYRyIjWBrboSuLAwjBoOmoNwh7Hn0cW4/s1600-h/P3213320.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqSh4ACqcJSbBhw5L-SK3dUMhF1pAvbdxj5JnTu-6hblA2jA8KT1A4LIkeeJnEVKsegGBUXLNtVvVWx5hvsVL0ysuTbDMIXNS53Zu0XDTsPbbYYRyIjWBrboSuLAwjBoOmoNwh7Hn0cW4/s320/P3213320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174932922153106" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ugandan Faith in front of the huge Catholic church in the center of Linz.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtS7vv6M8gcZCYhC6lts9LI-_w5vyf9EOg47iulvCDS6uli378pg9kmJJJQPL2KZ2mz5zsaWhB2YR-LLV5_taVwEgOXHLlB19Br4VMglZ8_kOsBl-clzBDGTnRNiQvFbSa0sN5jBnl6no/s1600-h/P3213325.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtS7vv6M8gcZCYhC6lts9LI-_w5vyf9EOg47iulvCDS6uli378pg9kmJJJQPL2KZ2mz5zsaWhB2YR-LLV5_taVwEgOXHLlB19Br4VMglZ8_kOsBl-clzBDGTnRNiQvFbSa0sN5jBnl6no/s320/P3213325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174937217120418" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Tor Harald (whom I went to Finland with this summer), Sany and Sammy.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZWOsqREYsOyf17llTwtdlD3lDQcUWpXMZ3IIW_a_Sb3_M8kcnI3j82fklYQ0Q5JS3yhSFUsC9qpJOFPiEcmo9eRnqOn6KAUHHO6dVgzElZ84LLvAeKCSt8qnKggpoydaw5fqvLrdZoX0/s1600-h/P3213312.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZWOsqREYsOyf17llTwtdlD3lDQcUWpXMZ3IIW_a_Sb3_M8kcnI3j82fklYQ0Q5JS3yhSFUsC9qpJOFPiEcmo9eRnqOn6KAUHHO6dVgzElZ84LLvAeKCSt8qnKggpoydaw5fqvLrdZoX0/s320/P3213312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174945807055026" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Thiago (Hald student from Brasil) and Natalie from Finland, the land of infinite forests.</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfvxHEYXPx2DoU-B1LzQGOHH76gCSM5xvSsT4xB_tcoMsz6g-51_46aN60YxDr7OQ6tBdq3J8OG6ahUsTXPk19ZMnHuX7E_KF2JOkC6HGKkEJp-ptRUBjURNk1LwxO0mISzRY1Rat2ZQ/s1600-h/P3213331.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfvxHEYXPx2DoU-B1LzQGOHH76gCSM5xvSsT4xB_tcoMsz6g-51_46aN60YxDr7OQ6tBdq3J8OG6ahUsTXPk19ZMnHuX7E_KF2JOkC6HGKkEJp-ptRUBjURNk1LwxO0mISzRY1Rat2ZQ/s320/P3213331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182174945807055042" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Faith together with Detelina from Bulgaria.</span><br /><span style="" lang="EN-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">The main topic of the conference was “Because of Love”. For me there were two experiences that illustrated this in particular. During the prayer time there was a possibility to be prayed for in different languages. There was a sign for each language, where the name of the language was surrounded by a heart. In the case of Serbia, there was a list of three languages. The sign said “Serbian/Croatian/Bosnian”, surrounded by a heart. I don’t think there is anywhere else in the world you could find these three countries together, surrounded by a heart. It was just amazing! For me it was a very vivid picture of the fact that Gods love is above this world. The other thing happened the last evening. There was a Serbian-Albanian friendship meeting, where we were singing worship songs in Albanian, Serbian and English among each other. Just the fact that Albanians and Serbians are talking together during this time is incredible.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzwj1QmmPEJrxJtJd8wXcE1XHvYNMYo44ERiOK4V2spbNIrXMKl1drYrHg-iYQzc3iL3MoMPfHYXQ5hOttuVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Serbs and Albanians worshiping together</span><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"></div> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">On the way back from Linz we had a rather interesting experience. The weather was changing rapidly and the visibility was pretty bad. Snow rain and ice were falling among each other and we were driving towards Vienna. I was trying to sleep, sitting on my seat up front when the buss suddenly started breaking abruptly. I opened my eyes, and in only a couple of seconds, I saw our bus crash in to the car in front, which again hit another car in front of it. Somehow a fourth car also managed to get involved in this. Luckily no one got hurt badly, even though the two people in the Golf in front of us where in a state of shock and their car was probably totaled. We ended up having to wait there for about 2 hours before we could move on. Even though the bus definitively had seen better days, I was in good enough condition to drive so we got to continue and managed to arrive safely in Belgrade. Only about 40 km from where we crashed there was an even bigger accident with close to 100 cars involved. Luckily we managed to stay out of this mess.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRfKDTKuNPyqK-ZPJagO9NLcD-qlZScBvsJLHkC_vP-y6LRWjgbj6gHVh-TqdO21DKYkuzEf5OVZsl2VWdD09_3omuzCzsq8VxerBVOZafyt5PQeSiF5bCPdQPR3bvwJEWpEstjSDqhc/s1600-h/P3253426.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRfKDTKuNPyqK-ZPJagO9NLcD-qlZScBvsJLHkC_vP-y6LRWjgbj6gHVh-TqdO21DKYkuzEf5OVZsl2VWdD09_3omuzCzsq8VxerBVOZafyt5PQeSiF5bCPdQPR3bvwJEWpEstjSDqhc/s320/P3253426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176509175150946" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">The view from the Bus. The passengers are still inside the Golf. The car in front of the ambulance was also involved in the accident. </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Pc4J14GdfhVQJtbfIV1ALRjEWtbH_yS1ZYvQcYHP20Fpq0DsxfbsZcwwJjY66aZJfBL7Vg580Wr9JS4rgFEnGbRTv_3KwEwMz-9UHVnkfav7ZclaJx1puVjIsYgIdq2qKXgGbETlapw/s1600-h/P3253429.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Pc4J14GdfhVQJtbfIV1ALRjEWtbH_yS1ZYvQcYHP20Fpq0DsxfbsZcwwJjY66aZJfBL7Vg580Wr9JS4rgFEnGbRTv_3KwEwMz-9UHVnkfav7ZclaJx1puVjIsYgIdq2qKXgGbETlapw/s320/P3253429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182176749693319538" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Our bus after the accident. In this condition we drove to Belgrade.</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">People have started to consider me bad luck, As Danijel puts it: “You go to Kosovo; it becomes independent! You go to Pristina; you start a fire in your hotel room. You take the train from Monte Negro; it jumps of the track. You take the bus from Linz, it crashes!” But I still believe I have a God watching my back! I still have my health and I’ve had a great time here, even though I’ve learned a couple of lessons.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">There is now only two weeks left in Serbia, a strange feeling. Soon I will go back to Norway and things will start to go back to normal. It’s almost impossible to realize that my time here in Serbia is gone already and I have to head back home. But it’s been a great time and I hope to make the most of what’s still left.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-18797598190063981862008-02-18T10:27:00.005+01:002008-11-15T11:59:23.302+01:00Derailed<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtK9vzDFsXtaS8pye6WnVs3Tb7BXUkSxUKQMP2B8HcMtA8tg74jV3sns1xJzUnt80xV7kxsldf1WCnGNMn0X_ErZqW5l6q97o3LdG96E-Uds7UKZkT68e4djk1AiKX1erSrehjEkFiNng/s1600-h/18022008(001).jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtK9vzDFsXtaS8pye6WnVs3Tb7BXUkSxUKQMP2B8HcMtA8tg74jV3sns1xJzUnt80xV7kxsldf1WCnGNMn0X_ErZqW5l6q97o3LdG96E-Uds7UKZkT68e4djk1AiKX1erSrehjEkFiNng/s320/18022008(001).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168260129850037090" /></a><br />Stine was actually not sleeping most of the time, probably since there where no fire.<br /><div align="left"><br />I'm now sitting on my bed on the night train from monte negro. I'm trying to publish my first blog from my new mobile, and it looks like its working.<br /><br />But anyway, the train was supposed to arrive in belgrade 4 hours ago but it seems we had a little accident. During the night the train supposedly derailed and where stuck for some hours before we could move on. An interesting experience, even though i was sleeping all the time. Rumor has it that the track broke and they needed a technician with some machine to fix it. By the way, since there was no fire Stine managed to stay awake during the entire event.</div></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-87948170848443719072008-02-14T10:59:00.005+01:002008-11-15T11:59:23.926+01:00Igniting Kosovo!During our time in Kosovo, we got to experience some real action. We arrived in Pristina Saturday evening. One of the local churches connected us to a cheap guest house where we decided to stay.<br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><br />It was cold and windy and our taxi crawled its way up the narrow streets of the hills surrounding Pristina. After checking in and being shown to our quarters, we found our self in a reasonably sized tree bed room, but it was freezing cold. We immediately fired up the heater before we continued to get settled. There was no place to hang our jackets, so I placed my bag in an upright position and pulled out the handle and put my jacket over it.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Me and Stine was travelling together with Kristian, a Norwegian journalist (very mature 36 year old man), and to save money we decided to share one room. It so happens, that one of us is a fairly big fellow with a measure of about two meters from top to bottom. That person, who rather wants to stay anonymous, managed to knock over my bag with the jacket on top.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">A little while later the same night, I started feeling a little sick. My throat felt awful and I started coiffing pretty bad. I tried to fall asleep again but I kept waking up. In the end I decided to go to the bathroom to get some fresh water, thinking that it might help. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">When I opened my eyes I immediately realized something was wrong, something was terribly wrong. I couldn’t see the room properly, not because it was dark, but all I saw was this vague grey color. I could also hear a kind of crackling sound, similar to that you can hear from your fireplace on your eastern holiday. I tried to look around, but I couldn’t see a lot, not before I looked down towards the end of my bed. An ice cold, chilly feeling ran down my spine (something that normally would have been described as fear), and I could barely believe what I saw. It was all like a liquid mix of dreams and reality. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">A tall flame with a length close to a meter was licking at my feet, which I quickly redrew. My jacket had felt over the oven and ignited, and the flames were huge. There was no means of fire alarms or firefighting equipment that I could think of, and I started shouting out “Fire! Fire!”, at a reasonable volume. Kristian woke up pretty fast, but I had already decided to take matters into my own hands, literally. I leant forward and reached for my burning (synthetic) jacket. Without really being able to know, remember or see what I was doing, I managed to put my burning jacket together like a ball, and extinguish the flames.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">During all this chaos, Kristian had also tried to wake up Stine. After giving her a rather hard shake, Stine raised herself up a little bit and asked, in her own half sleeping way, “What’s going on?”. “There’s a fire! Get up!” yelled Kristian, on which Stine reacted with a yawn before she laid down again and continued sleeping. This will not be easily forgotten, me and Kristian is joking that all you need to say is “Fire!” and Stine will fall asleep no matter where she is.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">But back to the main topic, I was just putting out the last flames with my bare hands when the Germans entered, sneaking slowly in to the room while speaking German (or English with a German accent). The Germans who turned out to be Austrians was our neighbors who had seen a lot of smoke in the hall and decided to enter to see what was going on.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">People rarely wake up because of smoke. Most people would just have died. But at the same time as all of this was happening EUS (Christian student fellowship of Serbia, my organization in Serbia) was having a prayer night in Belgrade. I’ve gotten confirmation that EUS students was praying for our safety, at the same time or nearly at the same time, that the fire was burning in Kosovo. So I just want to thank God for still being alive, because it’s nothing less than a miracle! Be careful with old heaters, and fire security is not a joke. Be thankful for every day you get!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">By the way I also plan to write a blog post about the rest of our Kosovo journey when I have some time.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNNhmTa3Y9_Ehcv3igaX5mWtF9sy91pkLp9wL0YxaMXf2jyVPAh3p0ov_orbHhC52JadcYeCihkTobETQlhVlr3zG4H-OQr_r856T3-r6fqIV4fxNJiXCGaPLma2xR9-gMRlnAY5-xJ4/s1600-h/P2132364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNNhmTa3Y9_Ehcv3igaX5mWtF9sy91pkLp9wL0YxaMXf2jyVPAh3p0ov_orbHhC52JadcYeCihkTobETQlhVlr3zG4H-OQr_r856T3-r6fqIV4fxNJiXCGaPLma2xR9-gMRlnAY5-xJ4/s320/P2132364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167866607766508322" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">This is the oven in the hotelroom, after the fire.</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12fFTmagzGj_WKBrd8np3-qs5eaVux51-rmc1UR-hIrXZPjwFDJhErGUHFYmx9lv5yLJoPMhm2aHp1V46QnpQwM-eEmR73cVsPf7gzed9sb-oXQhMrQkgfNLfOQnafsb3WPQVFmypE9I/s1600-h/P2132365.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12fFTmagzGj_WKBrd8np3-qs5eaVux51-rmc1UR-hIrXZPjwFDJhErGUHFYmx9lv5yLJoPMhm2aHp1V46QnpQwM-eEmR73cVsPf7gzed9sb-oXQhMrQkgfNLfOQnafsb3WPQVFmypE9I/s320/P2132365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167866612061475634" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">This is the way I put my bag.</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUYljCG9EUWnn-IEUZLsIRwF0Yk9N-o5wLbJqKWbEFsBsnw3y8qz_NAS1DjOprcLrem6j4ooxporaEPRRU2XYgLDA_FyvYXjn8IScikubljC1o__bLu26Hh3PWPtJJT5lFRT3A2n2HT4/s1600-h/P2132366.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUYljCG9EUWnn-IEUZLsIRwF0Yk9N-o5wLbJqKWbEFsBsnw3y8qz_NAS1DjOprcLrem6j4ooxporaEPRRU2XYgLDA_FyvYXjn8IScikubljC1o__bLu26Hh3PWPtJJT5lFRT3A2n2HT4/s320/P2132366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167866612061475650" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">And this is how I put my jacket on top of it.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">All the pictures in this article are reconstructed.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-61336537382976987992008-02-08T15:07:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:35.996+01:00Infield course in Thailand<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIizK4VYWNkO8cNv1b5VDV1NxNk1YxCwwCco71_SwifqMTHSYjyg2xFBLdTq70twkNR2mfqzLBCEVQiDJiOwl5_89np6yUuFh3xij5r2pH4hPn_aoe4gdFDGrbjoNZv9DYm6JzwLwWAbc/s1600-h/P1230007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIizK4VYWNkO8cNv1b5VDV1NxNk1YxCwwCco71_SwifqMTHSYjyg2xFBLdTq70twkNR2mfqzLBCEVQiDJiOwl5_89np6yUuFh3xij5r2pH4hPn_aoe4gdFDGrbjoNZv9DYm6JzwLwWAbc/s320/P1230007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164746975510548818" border="0" /></a>Two Thai girls. The one on the left is in a official school uniform.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhWv7eQlGoLmioCCAP3tkMcCF6k7gcdmKXDfS2DVnp8UoeNTINY4cNqx5JJwa8pxO5_xpWYb-4BrR0Zd7_4iYEL1rk6l8m53B-0Ws6mLb33qzZuKze4J1XL5jxrX_2Ay0sxjJ-MPv5sA/s1600-h/P1230133.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhWv7eQlGoLmioCCAP3tkMcCF6k7gcdmKXDfS2DVnp8UoeNTINY4cNqx5JJwa8pxO5_xpWYb-4BrR0Zd7_4iYEL1rk6l8m53B-0Ws6mLb33qzZuKze4J1XL5jxrX_2Ay0sxjJ-MPv5sA/s320/P1230133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164746996985385362" border="0" /></a>A lot of skyscrapers in Bangkok<br /></div><br />During our Hald practice period abroad we have a infield course. This usually takes place in the middle of the practice period, which would mean around Christmas. Because Hald students go to a lot of different places, its hard to get all the infield courses in at the perfect time, so the courses are spread out in December and Januar. We ended up having our course in the end of Januar. Since we are only two people in Serbia, it would be quite expensive and tiering to arrange a separate infield course for us. To save some money, we end up with having our infield course in Thailand together with the Hald students in Thailand and Laos.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3sGMiDbF-bDcjeVt7LtcWheMica8Q7nJlDVKEJ-aoy65VlzV_8OJUwHHG9BRytX-YkEjw7CXs4ggn5dXue2fDFcNQz-ugMwH4o1QMpNprQ4JiEi-rB7J3U94xiVyoqjcDdD1U8LkRmM/s1600-h/P1230067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3sGMiDbF-bDcjeVt7LtcWheMica8Q7nJlDVKEJ-aoy65VlzV_8OJUwHHG9BRytX-YkEjw7CXs4ggn5dXue2fDFcNQz-ugMwH4o1QMpNprQ4JiEi-rB7J3U94xiVyoqjcDdD1U8LkRmM/s320/P1230067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164746988395450738" border="0" /></a>Along a channel in Bangkok<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6P6E3ihqmhtO7vfHMdkUgNZzi8D9IgJeozD4ijTHyJpNdCEUb-OzYOG4920lPLHeo4CK5mktbXjf21b84PcaBmmCfw3ZBzWKYcLWT8tOiybHDT8vsXXFDH01wZAAEaH5HQ_rtEsjyAQg/s1600-h/P1230030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6P6E3ihqmhtO7vfHMdkUgNZzi8D9IgJeozD4ijTHyJpNdCEUb-OzYOG4920lPLHeo4CK5mktbXjf21b84PcaBmmCfw3ZBzWKYcLWT8tOiybHDT8vsXXFDH01wZAAEaH5HQ_rtEsjyAQg/s320/P1230030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164746984100483426" border="0" /></a>Mr. McDonald saying hey the Thai way.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvsuc6JDObpgAtSIeFLc-k9nai8pg3bbm6A7vexyOGf_-n7bEPWOlrtykgHceqapCr4cmmkkJCQdy3yO3GQ1juRYmUiAhzbgKEqVSfgcAXO97FqpXRYirqf539phzYN1CPI0Np7kYQAY/s1600-h/P2021355.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvsuc6JDObpgAtSIeFLc-k9nai8pg3bbm6A7vexyOGf_-n7bEPWOlrtykgHceqapCr4cmmkkJCQdy3yO3GQ1juRYmUiAhzbgKEqVSfgcAXO97FqpXRYirqf539phzYN1CPI0Np7kYQAY/s320/P2021355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168841554137842" border="0" /></a>The view from my Hotel room<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJrpcuxAON0qM1m1uGontSi7oq2wA5Apnoa2M9gmCpIACIal2KJvXA_-zJLdAb80bJfKv8noy6ZcZif95IR0iK7f6nfn5X6h5JYCLnFHwkvDrXicUy69x7LsXzjqoqHlBXladbV-vcJU/s1600-h/P1230130.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJrpcuxAON0qM1m1uGontSi7oq2wA5Apnoa2M9gmCpIACIal2KJvXA_-zJLdAb80bJfKv8noy6ZcZif95IR0iK7f6nfn5X6h5JYCLnFHwkvDrXicUy69x7LsXzjqoqHlBXladbV-vcJU/s320/P1230130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164746992690418050" border="0" /></a>Some Thai food on the street. Thai food is really delicious.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZng-1xqD8hsaenm9vRDZlnbAvbD_Zy7cHN-HzWswEI96-ZSP_SYpWDmODfNpkv0xtUwMJpiSqel6iPTfMPHLwgMthz28AO0Lin1comoQOQc9httDkrJK3pG0nGFGLVFuHL_I97K_aLiY/s1600-h/P1240207.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZng-1xqD8hsaenm9vRDZlnbAvbD_Zy7cHN-HzWswEI96-ZSP_SYpWDmODfNpkv0xtUwMJpiSqel6iPTfMPHLwgMthz28AO0Lin1comoQOQc9httDkrJK3pG0nGFGLVFuHL_I97K_aLiY/s320/P1240207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164750046412165666" border="0" /></a>Stray dogs are crawling in the streets in Thailand.<br /><br /></div>We figured out that when we went to Asia anyway, we might as well do an extra week of vacation, so we decided to go for two weeks. We came to Bangkok in the evening Tuesday 22.January after a long flight and some hours in Zürich (we even had enough time to visit the city for a little bit). We spent two and a half days in Bangkok, visiting the Hald girls working there and visiting their place of work, eating brilliant Thai food and trying out Thai massage.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9m1o8sGx9MsU1bPr5K98FQo1a8SeS-GzCYSrXgMHfG4sbVA5JbONRkKW-ENMIZuD8t2tDU_ZncAz1Xlt_Z0BiSIOF61-bHiDdTi3fer3rtp4wsydRKDegBbmwf7jiYg_v7JOpcdrAf9o/s1600-h/P1240221.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9m1o8sGx9MsU1bPr5K98FQo1a8SeS-GzCYSrXgMHfG4sbVA5JbONRkKW-ENMIZuD8t2tDU_ZncAz1Xlt_Z0BiSIOF61-bHiDdTi3fer3rtp4wsydRKDegBbmwf7jiYg_v7JOpcdrAf9o/s320/P1240221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164750050707132978" border="0" /></a>At Home of Praise, one of the places the Thai girls work.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHmdHTm1dY0YDUEWPNLZbmVDqLK-VT2Wjp1yINGxevknF9celiP9RbAobgnJfIhsoY8a63rFjiXgpFEp6eMCeAFIj8wDKtpyBnAdCo6Utn7YW1S6kZSzCU1gmzvZ_sTk5M6KcWxrRNE0/s1600-h/P1240164.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHmdHTm1dY0YDUEWPNLZbmVDqLK-VT2Wjp1yINGxevknF9celiP9RbAobgnJfIhsoY8a63rFjiXgpFEp6eMCeAFIj8wDKtpyBnAdCo6Utn7YW1S6kZSzCU1gmzvZ_sTk5M6KcWxrRNE0/s320/P1240164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164750042117198354" border="0" /></a>Emmanuel school, another place of work for the Thai team.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWMZvr6RYZVAZ1O2YOhuRD_7UtNUOErgFF0r-T79UmyzoivA8vJ3nBAq3cXmb4Xw2PT1iJpqS48AcPaWcMkjuN5xnhjFhOn7qSoOEDqDgqaw_oMffAYfP9Lo2tP6h9rQlHM312B6Yq9g/s1600-h/P1240362.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWMZvr6RYZVAZ1O2YOhuRD_7UtNUOErgFF0r-T79UmyzoivA8vJ3nBAq3cXmb4Xw2PT1iJpqS48AcPaWcMkjuN5xnhjFhOn7qSoOEDqDgqaw_oMffAYfP9Lo2tP6h9rQlHM312B6Yq9g/s320/P1240362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164751304837583490" border="0" /></a>Me watching some kids<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT6S6bfySduDyaL8rIGZ8bpBeF65Lkz1BBaGMDJvfgsdtMbSh7l3TO3hY-eU8jgQAircfOewGldRjLrSW2-hAEhcnn1PUwDy8bXzEN4G2kLdDwu8HibfYAmwKus90HhPnnL_3_Z-GtzsQ/s1600-h/P1240271.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT6S6bfySduDyaL8rIGZ8bpBeF65Lkz1BBaGMDJvfgsdtMbSh7l3TO3hY-eU8jgQAircfOewGldRjLrSW2-hAEhcnn1PUwDy8bXzEN4G2kLdDwu8HibfYAmwKus90HhPnnL_3_Z-GtzsQ/s320/P1240271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164751291952681570" border="0" /></a>A dramatic mood at Home of Praise (place of work of the Thai team) when the building was sprayed with bug repellent spray.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFQqKkCGU5YQa3owL7ELeHIgEKRFZC55aHwzjsC8MbSygZEYunyhFMCZ8QQ1TuWG45JVKm926HZ0ffqOuSFY24vgIxRnU14XK9UZRYlqbXWOtL1QrK-ElPtNEUNAZwLwMl0ibs19_Oz4Y/s1600-h/P1240284.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFQqKkCGU5YQa3owL7ELeHIgEKRFZC55aHwzjsC8MbSygZEYunyhFMCZ8QQ1TuWG45JVKm926HZ0ffqOuSFY24vgIxRnU14XK9UZRYlqbXWOtL1QrK-ElPtNEUNAZwLwMl0ibs19_Oz4Y/s320/P1240284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164751296247648882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjsruxeqyQ1OkFmPTzp5GV7l9XpcNu1eGesLHmwR8mgpYsVJjd2BgxYqUVXI8R69B9sWsZHwSQeWBVV13eyffB6HtGVpPFolu9uR79fL68_FRRbw4VKp5EQQMA_nxQAkimlM1Z_nmPl0/s1600-h/P1240270.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjsruxeqyQ1OkFmPTzp5GV7l9XpcNu1eGesLHmwR8mgpYsVJjd2BgxYqUVXI8R69B9sWsZHwSQeWBVV13eyffB6HtGVpPFolu9uR79fL68_FRRbw4VKp5EQQMA_nxQAkimlM1Z_nmPl0/s320/P1240270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164751283362746962" border="0" /></a><br />Thursday late evening, the journey went on. We were planning to go to Laos to pay a visit to our friends there and spend some time with them. But this would all prove not to be without some complications. The plan was to take the night train from Bangkok to Nong Khai, a city close to the Lao border.<br /><br />45 minutes before the train left the platform, we arrived at the station. I was a little bit worried about this journey, Thai people are very short and I'm pretty tall and my guess was that most beds on the train would be very short. Because of this reason the plan was to get some 1-class coupe tickets with decent sized beds. Anyway, at the station we were told buy a tourist assistant that 2nd class with bed and air condition would be most suitable, but when he was helping us to buy tickets he suddenly told us:<br />- Too bad! No more beds left! Only 2nd class with chairs and fan! Too bad, no air condition! Do you still want to go?<br />We decided to go for the tickets that was left. We had a very interesting journey, a Buddhist monk was sitting on the seat in front of us and the atmosphere was amazing. And I actually managed to sleep a little bit during the 12 hour journey. Our only problem was that during the night our wagon became really freezing. We left our jackets in Bangkok, thinking that we wouldn't need them for a while. But we survived even though we were really cold the next morning.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxbB0uqCO0SSe_DT_lxm67vaausgpXNcobFYyxXlZpB8xbpnF4G3IrV3m6PwlcBh74kfYNC6wZji2Y7-ADXwmHKBiR1bU3-iRMnuoX9kOgjFWVIDoBP8GiTCHgzgqj5duazBPSMA9BdA/s1600-h/P1250404.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxbB0uqCO0SSe_DT_lxm67vaausgpXNcobFYyxXlZpB8xbpnF4G3IrV3m6PwlcBh74kfYNC6wZji2Y7-ADXwmHKBiR1bU3-iRMnuoX9kOgjFWVIDoBP8GiTCHgzgqj5duazBPSMA9BdA/s320/P1250404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748684907532754" border="0" /></a>A kid Stine was playing with on the train<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LMZwvDvHX9PULVQgnNFj6PDkoV4FIkiByjgqyp25-Q7aD7qtEHMFi2ABlc4O-htKdr5gpnx7_sH07S6jU9h6Y0AepqtxKg5_BA_eBgpS3ogqI3_UlfK2O6UbapwRESZH43qyp_PglJ8/s1600-h/P1250380.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LMZwvDvHX9PULVQgnNFj6PDkoV4FIkiByjgqyp25-Q7aD7qtEHMFi2ABlc4O-htKdr5gpnx7_sH07S6jU9h6Y0AepqtxKg5_BA_eBgpS3ogqI3_UlfK2O6UbapwRESZH43qyp_PglJ8/s320/P1250380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748676317598146" border="0" /></a>The train doors were open during the trip<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQusvko8_W1qC9nR2PEEafu7BDffMafxveYT0aMHla-cUF6OqvZd1pnDMOifEAty-_tjv17IiZULpU9ODU7UeUirw23Pr8UIoi03_u2uQ_Bh89W3hlxpglNQoqHkKyAqavABMXVKZ1j9s/s1600-h/P1240366.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQusvko8_W1qC9nR2PEEafu7BDffMafxveYT0aMHla-cUF6OqvZd1pnDMOifEAty-_tjv17IiZULpU9ODU7UeUirw23Pr8UIoi03_u2uQ_Bh89W3hlxpglNQoqHkKyAqavABMXVKZ1j9s/s320/P1240366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748663432696226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSuLnEPRF63sAgZk1Tb4goszlWY4ZgSbQJntp_mNu6WPF3R1fEQPdbGoUQ-xwz1lSHrbPLAkSK7l3QFFmxQIR28fOqEIGu3mnMYyaLcYFRyOougzYrZm9VAC1sWP9zD1hkVeTWGEprBM/s1600-h/P1240369.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSuLnEPRF63sAgZk1Tb4goszlWY4ZgSbQJntp_mNu6WPF3R1fEQPdbGoUQ-xwz1lSHrbPLAkSK7l3QFFmxQIR28fOqEIGu3mnMYyaLcYFRyOougzYrZm9VAC1sWP9zD1hkVeTWGEprBM/s320/P1240369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748672022630834" border="0" /></a>In the middle of the night on the train. We were very awake, especially Stine who has a heart for sleeping everywhere at anytime and situation (more info in next blog post).<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkEuElWeEKjGCgGuJwkwW55VS5ayHdhof-fxgX9ansUa1FqH6DNiCOa7zSmm18ZnHDPl9aMhDt_LXjYWi1HPY8JSuufARLe-Z18QRy25Pb4XzmBJ-jdLpFSLp4CX8nPWNR8I7ygxWzwQ/s1600-h/P1250409.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkEuElWeEKjGCgGuJwkwW55VS5ayHdhof-fxgX9ansUa1FqH6DNiCOa7zSmm18ZnHDPl9aMhDt_LXjYWi1HPY8JSuufARLe-Z18QRy25Pb4XzmBJ-jdLpFSLp4CX8nPWNR8I7ygxWzwQ/s320/P1250409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748689202500066" border="0" /></a>Monks crossing the Lao border<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiubqqvy0HfI4EHSV2ywu-zIrsIiI1EVk7V7Dz5Jak0HMFCYDcWEkgl_LnJVQkKU1QPQe9FCwDuKh_ufgdDK_4wPvcCell42d7CkYd0kLsRsKaEDcXy1RDrITM6bdjmdjVlxV6FAKY58/s1600-h/P1250414.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiubqqvy0HfI4EHSV2ywu-zIrsIiI1EVk7V7Dz5Jak0HMFCYDcWEkgl_LnJVQkKU1QPQe9FCwDuKh_ufgdDK_4wPvcCell42d7CkYd0kLsRsKaEDcXy1RDrITM6bdjmdjVlxV6FAKY58/s320/P1250414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164750029232296434" border="0" /></a>Stine on a Lao Tuk Tuk with Bjarte in the background.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2c2U2ZAmt7YrnEifuVKzKEXCi28daPTwxrGO-SKngdVtrxRzGx7l6serLvVO_m-Y95M_cgYbOrgQdrh8nklCFcbcWzpaO0mAx5Y6W6XDjL6_d4FNBO5dRvByaSNb-yua-c6paHDH5QV8/s1600-h/P1250419.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2c2U2ZAmt7YrnEifuVKzKEXCi28daPTwxrGO-SKngdVtrxRzGx7l6serLvVO_m-Y95M_cgYbOrgQdrh8nklCFcbcWzpaO0mAx5Y6W6XDjL6_d4FNBO5dRvByaSNb-yua-c6paHDH5QV8/s320/P1250419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164750037822231042" border="0" /></a>And me on the same Tuk Tuk<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioiqfJmjB0wsQju7AwGkayebbGfFrmzV5NgUl_GjB-RAwMkpF9KrpGo41_np4lO2oSCLS3CbzWIM6TyBsn5irCSC2iul4bwHAtGWNLop0wz5Vb2kSQBeQi5RQNKNYdImraQG9ae1WOChY/s1600-h/P1270903.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy5D-anqLRlTbdfuTa_A_pEupSxC6dpQqUc7D2JWorUg854dpISg9U1H8Vn34Ez8Knbzvpz3KOvzyTxtQy3DmlKGRnd0fRXe4KT_JPsb5w-86tu3ws4j0SvYV_iYZGoHTXuNTca-TdMI4/s320/P1260837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166162609556590626" border="0" /></a>How many people can go on one small scooter?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5-YKdO-CjM0Txt1MdWLkMObKg2tR3Kaf2qpQU6r_qcySmeNbz8h1BIdVI5W3vVkHTbiSSzrCtFMMhmxoBGkQkrqftxuHfrtNtlWq3PlRIDRPG20PmBqeXXzVAXtOhYXARznzBu-A7bVM/s1600-h/P1270854.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5-YKdO-CjM0Txt1MdWLkMObKg2tR3Kaf2qpQU6r_qcySmeNbz8h1BIdVI5W3vVkHTbiSSzrCtFMMhmxoBGkQkrqftxuHfrtNtlWq3PlRIDRPG20PmBqeXXzVAXtOhYXARznzBu-A7bVM/s320/P1270854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166162635326394418" border="0" /></a>From a service in the Evangelical church of Laos<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqjWk32pdltDuQx3OwXesD6a0X8Jc7-Uk8mWFAC7-If97AqTB6qOJiPItEKjv-3R6hjOIj3PnqQWs_LEGiiHLvknAjQC2QRxHfikbeCHsDXzLTb_Roaw6WCZ7Yu67NNGraWYNqyENR5WM/s1600-h/P1270874.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqjWk32pdltDuQx3OwXesD6a0X8Jc7-Uk8mWFAC7-If97AqTB6qOJiPItEKjv-3R6hjOIj3PnqQWs_LEGiiHLvknAjQC2QRxHfikbeCHsDXzLTb_Roaw6WCZ7Yu67NNGraWYNqyENR5WM/s320/P1270874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166162639621361730" border="0" /></a>One of the girls attending the service.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtTP40ysXdsfnY_QvIVEB69zHesr8JgsvDxY1Gv3KocOmKEFx29uYB08adRNtTpsTHfdFL31B0bgxnG8IRgNf5yN2jVtXIc5o_chKcvWn3quEIccaumNsVR44qJGIhX-7wECz5zjNq2w/s1600-h/P1260674.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtTP40ysXdsfnY_QvIVEB69zHesr8JgsvDxY1Gv3KocOmKEFx29uYB08adRNtTpsTHfdFL31B0bgxnG8IRgNf5yN2jVtXIc5o_chKcvWn3quEIccaumNsVR44qJGIhX-7wECz5zjNq2w/s320/P1260674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166161510044962754" border="0" /></a>We got to visit some well projects funded by NMS and Norad. These are some of the kids, which now have clean water.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-yaRGeyaI6h1ANDGpP8WJP_sU_YSD7f1eXLXQqOTO2ABxphXLwd486wtEWkJpfMGEiaOoVUapgiCUhAu33XLkJKl4AeHBRds4-poznGKfdRNcCBOOd2NiJQc3K-1aeJzt6CoJSbrNtnk/s1600-h/P1260697.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-yaRGeyaI6h1ANDGpP8WJP_sU_YSD7f1eXLXQqOTO2ABxphXLwd486wtEWkJpfMGEiaOoVUapgiCUhAu33XLkJKl4AeHBRds4-poznGKfdRNcCBOOd2NiJQc3K-1aeJzt6CoJSbrNtnk/s320/P1260697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166161514339930066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBgffXhm2I3jqKD4uIuz6XmqwfA0M93_KiE0CWruuHBewiHmCOXFLJvYdkBzdncdn0HMKbnzu8COscGWMLug6v42ed5H_vvTBELXVTaqt8ObxQmoSo0ick3EPDHchbB__lThAiXZyei4/s1600-h/P1260645.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBgffXhm2I3jqKD4uIuz6XmqwfA0M93_KiE0CWruuHBewiHmCOXFLJvYdkBzdncdn0HMKbnzu8COscGWMLug6v42ed5H_vvTBELXVTaqt8ObxQmoSo0ick3EPDHchbB__lThAiXZyei4/s320/P1260645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166161501455028146" border="0" /></a>A monk-kid living in a Buddhist monastery close to the well.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXpRHXIFakBKZyWqSivI-z7l467Qe4ILUHiw8GYMmjCc0D19AIAi1e_aL-1Ho37ZTJmgT2VzKTZzm4gkGLQNieCwyn17QGpJsSXKf6VO6Msq_9RXcNGQtqqojXFCdDK1UQhplS6hNqdY/s1600-h/P1260750.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXpRHXIFakBKZyWqSivI-z7l467Qe4ILUHiw8GYMmjCc0D19AIAi1e_aL-1Ho37ZTJmgT2VzKTZzm4gkGLQNieCwyn17QGpJsSXKf6VO6Msq_9RXcNGQtqqojXFCdDK1UQhplS6hNqdY/s320/P1260750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166161527224831986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpMnu-fhnILI9UCewREOiHVhY6V2UxNo55-HeLB1YEwCoy96ZfKQYcMGTRFEbzEyNW3pzz5c9iuNMI4-9nzwiXsTuEXUGP2Tj2bCe9rnwgNnzaGNXRgfEv6XCu3H7ybD8amz0k8s2heRE/s1600-h/P1260570.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpMnu-fhnILI9UCewREOiHVhY6V2UxNo55-HeLB1YEwCoy96ZfKQYcMGTRFEbzEyNW3pzz5c9iuNMI4-9nzwiXsTuEXUGP2Tj2bCe9rnwgNnzaGNXRgfEv6XCu3H7ybD8amz0k8s2heRE/s320/P1260570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166160874389802850" border="0" /></a>This guy was sitting next to the well<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBBNNzOnlbCuZomULC9Sv3INiIgWF5Yty_CD83q9kx6L5vL82lt4UZX3Cz0-xX37D2hhniEYl2DeIh8nDTyWw5YOanTs_G97NNd2XiJ80BicV0JeJDOPjDS79Dh0puuWIJg0GBpSB5Pg/s1600-h/P1260576.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzBBNNzOnlbCuZomULC9Sv3INiIgWF5Yty_CD83q9kx6L5vL82lt4UZX3Cz0-xX37D2hhniEYl2DeIh8nDTyWw5YOanTs_G97NNd2XiJ80BicV0JeJDOPjDS79Dh0puuWIJg0GBpSB5Pg/s320/P1260576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166160878684770162" border="0" /></a>New fresh water<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMMjKa3jwMYes3fwyqny7-7w_0W5DIpEqX6VEi9pBhud-S1OlzbV-3Rgx6cPMz7iquMoR3Tk-uxJPTctGOEeqcaigG_DqFhtp7jso0TECDTd5LuA0HySAR7MuhyphenhyphenG5v3dRiOEuRAktCLg/s1600-h/P1260586.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Lao money, equals about 450 kr or 50 Euro<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTecbdXgCvumwy5374Dgnhdf-nvcv4FoeTcpwmgTtYsjwx3RNdTK2u6OZSXPlTdlEudTJadnBf9gVWxIaNFrsA_Gvw1E6NEugwZ5LIy-IWwhbs9edCBTbADld0G8KfSo_YwfUoCz1w14c/s1600-h/P1250477.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTecbdXgCvumwy5374Dgnhdf-nvcv4FoeTcpwmgTtYsjwx3RNdTK2u6OZSXPlTdlEudTJadnBf9gVWxIaNFrsA_Gvw1E6NEugwZ5LIy-IWwhbs9edCBTbADld0G8KfSo_YwfUoCz1w14c/s320/P1250477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165076751629848402" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5k8nUM14dSvGxirv8fh9feWzGLK3XArCNWE8RPEOHdtUrunwJufDVj69tbQSO6AxL0NiLA9-9e6Ep-2YnNBzewveh0SsaHS2y5I8Ta2Gnc_8-KTTVj3x7ei5ae1xYALp6rI44Qeohs0E/s1600-h/P1250452.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5k8nUM14dSvGxirv8fh9feWzGLK3XArCNWE8RPEOHdtUrunwJufDVj69tbQSO6AxL0NiLA9-9e6Ep-2YnNBzewveh0SsaHS2y5I8Ta2Gnc_8-KTTVj3x7ei5ae1xYALp6rI44Qeohs0E/s320/P1250452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165076704385208114" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JDkLsEw2uxiZSJayJj5eheZ0G_bJiwKrY9LGQrMbXF6XsLHT0LA9e-uSt2mEr34RRAJzxB1AD9zwAEMY9z4MXxcx_sflGd1E_-Qm3jjMctxuWoVFGbPRJplZe5Y2Yi5JpL1rfiGb8is/s1600-h/P1250466.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JDkLsEw2uxiZSJayJj5eheZ0G_bJiwKrY9LGQrMbXF6XsLHT0LA9e-uSt2mEr34RRAJzxB1AD9zwAEMY9z4MXxcx_sflGd1E_-Qm3jjMctxuWoVFGbPRJplZe5Y2Yi5JpL1rfiGb8is/s320/P1250466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165076712975142722" border="0" /></a>A monk peeking true a keyhole in a monastery.<br /></div><br />We had four brilliant days in Laos and Monday midday we traveled back to Thailand, but this time most of the journey went by airplane.<br /><br />The next four days we spend in Hua Hin (a tourist city along the coast). 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpeHAQlxUrrkWuvmJCXp6HZWRq0NKTziC5rn7bnPa4-332a9aK45Rfobt0AKZNmbXVUH4AQLTxnvShvbid6DV4Z-wqNPY15CRnJZvq9qD9KmfzkiLtO7BjlxTWMjoER7clFnbz5a_y_Fs/s320/P1290973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166164078435406050" border="0" /></a><br />Before we left back to Bangkok Friday night, me and Karin rented to motorbikes and went for a little bit of sightseeing on our own. Karin was very brave who dared to drive motorbike for the first time ever, and that was in the crazy streets of Thailand!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6xgvAGed6_4Ac3SSu-H6THCA_wrQDHATnwFYb0X5-BUQKqYzk10dAxudmfWYS7ep5_D0kqVFodWVAAgfxTIdtAwXFjTeemEYkiw9UbWIuiOiey4Clnmf41EIb_eAEN0FcUE5YLHG1UA/s1600-h/P2011270_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6xgvAGed6_4Ac3SSu-H6THCA_wrQDHATnwFYb0X5-BUQKqYzk10dAxudmfWYS7ep5_D0kqVFodWVAAgfxTIdtAwXFjTeemEYkiw9UbWIuiOiey4Clnmf41EIb_eAEN0FcUE5YLHG1UA/s320/P2011270_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166166122839839234" border="0" /></a>Karin on her scooter.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxnXJi6tMb8_TOklZ8PdKlav2Ke3OBiGVbluudGJjutkK9AwA3_ygfuwhj1bhv6IfoM-pRRxfcw4cPpb7TQgbeE9fjL_-pLx6kBtkpWndluhnOk3ivDdCslmJ132HBnyawnjFYW56NpY/s1600-h/P2011272.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxnXJi6tMb8_TOklZ8PdKlav2Ke3OBiGVbluudGJjutkK9AwA3_ygfuwhj1bhv6IfoM-pRRxfcw4cPpb7TQgbeE9fjL_-pLx6kBtkpWndluhnOk3ivDdCslmJ132HBnyawnjFYW56NpY/s320/P2011272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166166127134806546" border="0" /></a>And me on mine.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKTa434lE7v0ZhzdduvXrc2MnmeNUjneqeNyR7OxqrlTIxODkLSulFjc1NVqD8oqL99M8MpPk0lSnc0dLNbQ7mcs9FFbhNkHxQkSeWZrKciR3HDENQ2TETXVt0TTcINoVCdLz7PHmW9j0/s1600-h/P2011301.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKTa434lE7v0ZhzdduvXrc2MnmeNUjneqeNyR7OxqrlTIxODkLSulFjc1NVqD8oqL99M8MpPk0lSnc0dLNbQ7mcs9FFbhNkHxQkSeWZrKciR3HDENQ2TETXVt0TTcINoVCdLz7PHmW9j0/s320/P2011301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166166131429773858" border="0" /></a>Smoking monk<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oUu4qbodpHnhfsGJVM2LjNbDirCm3QswqFWcXDXcSk9wk-iaS2j5md83zlZiisGjheAsShfO0Wx3JcgWnYdsLvvGFpm9niFEsQqfG5sxoIOfn_9DjDc1fhw0_eCrBHPWofmzR3Y_6pM/s1600-h/P2011318.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oUu4qbodpHnhfsGJVM2LjNbDirCm3QswqFWcXDXcSk9wk-iaS2j5md83zlZiisGjheAsShfO0Wx3JcgWnYdsLvvGFpm9niFEsQqfG5sxoIOfn_9DjDc1fhw0_eCrBHPWofmzR3Y_6pM/s320/P2011318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166167737747542578" border="0" /></a>We found a pineapple field! With farmer included! And he gave us two fresh pineapples which I gave to Karin.<br /></div><br />We spent the last three days in Bangkok. We got to do some shopping and tourist activities, including Grand Palace, boat trip, China Town and more. I noticed three things which are all over Bangkok; stray dogs, food and seven eleven. No matter where you go in Bangkok you will always find these three things.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5FYPSX7fheBXHutDscYe8BbozZKKxrRIW7H6RPJ27HbDjERvN5shHLNdXOMtO0cktnE_72s1tqm1n3GdAs1IHBtNoIAECPsPbHfuKeYVjDuvtXmI55mDivxxyFHVPp0CJZkCaI-4aY3c/s1600-h/P2021764.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5FYPSX7fheBXHutDscYe8BbozZKKxrRIW7H6RPJ27HbDjERvN5shHLNdXOMtO0cktnE_72s1tqm1n3GdAs1IHBtNoIAECPsPbHfuKeYVjDuvtXmI55mDivxxyFHVPp0CJZkCaI-4aY3c/s320/P2021764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168381992637090" border="0" /></a>Monk buying pirate movies in China Town.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh308O3dTFkycKsUVMlkQvXyeqyKEUKt6p5h5xnAQ8jFaTPRXOHqXqlyVUbLcikxh292tQRTp27aY4QccIJTjk_TWMWTSl1nTXNGvDOqRKMY2dVxOvrEM1l05I-tqv8GQs_2rwHU1po6SQ/s1600-h/P2021356.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh308O3dTFkycKsUVMlkQvXyeqyKEUKt6p5h5xnAQ8jFaTPRXOHqXqlyVUbLcikxh292tQRTp27aY4QccIJTjk_TWMWTSl1nTXNGvDOqRKMY2dVxOvrEM1l05I-tqv8GQs_2rwHU1po6SQ/s320/P2021356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166167750632444498" border="0" /></a>Sign on public toilet.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9duNOc347r3nKRKRhBhQeTYOZ3Tlr29IMBhNvFSgCREm-cFKW18-Aop8bnBKVNkUOnFnc_VFXcQcKNsdNiU1gpyz9PCK5HBfmjkx3ANxlQaoEsmETs3u_JOPaO5qD7kJkiWlIQCJY8Pw/s1600-h/P2021523.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9duNOc347r3nKRKRhBhQeTYOZ3Tlr29IMBhNvFSgCREm-cFKW18-Aop8bnBKVNkUOnFnc_VFXcQcKNsdNiU1gpyz9PCK5HBfmjkx3ANxlQaoEsmETs3u_JOPaO5qD7kJkiWlIQCJY8Pw/s320/P2021523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168377697669778" border="0" /></a>Thai candy at the marked.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd6Io1WpTtJBU1evybCKNP2GQF3pnIrtrT0PtGRNo-otfk1tsqZP2EB-8CS5rpYOKs3x4Vn29m4GrYlJLD8FSNeh-iiQMjbQwDwYvV_ClXtvWc79_mnRPsNiCWZbMoXbr8CzHN9vcaSEY/s1600-h/P2021505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd6Io1WpTtJBU1evybCKNP2GQF3pnIrtrT0PtGRNo-otfk1tsqZP2EB-8CS5rpYOKs3x4Vn29m4GrYlJLD8FSNeh-iiQMjbQwDwYvV_ClXtvWc79_mnRPsNiCWZbMoXbr8CzHN9vcaSEY/s320/P2021505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168373402702466" border="0" /></a>Floating marked in Bangkok<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErGVqpv5133fziLKbLQty4ZWVaTuehsUygtlK2VH6MzeyOT0USEmo24Btta0atBP4Ejr4RDmc3SygWhAjswOT4mJLanzMk8ciJuwGCxGuB4Q6W5IRTNFv3170CfbsC7DW6OU5Jt6GK5w/s1600-h/P2021754.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErGVqpv5133fziLKbLQty4ZWVaTuehsUygtlK2VH6MzeyOT0USEmo24Btta0atBP4Ejr4RDmc3SygWhAjswOT4mJLanzMk8ciJuwGCxGuB4Q6W5IRTNFv3170CfbsC7DW6OU5Jt6GK5w/s320/P2021754.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166167750632444514" border="0" /></a>Nationalistic people. How many flags can you see?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4d-W0cuYa3Batx3sKbZt2vedgIN18lxL-DoyYRmfa_YBexYP9RDI7_QQmNbCQgxMEoMNjIwbobBkEI0jM6WN4Iovq2DTrNIzvEb3Ii3ExsZh-38Ws59BaRv-jKdjFWLKQTobklMMy56Y/s1600-h/P2021387.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4d-W0cuYa3Batx3sKbZt2vedgIN18lxL-DoyYRmfa_YBexYP9RDI7_QQmNbCQgxMEoMNjIwbobBkEI0jM6WN4Iovq2DTrNIzvEb3Ii3ExsZh-38Ws59BaRv-jKdjFWLKQTobklMMy56Y/s320/P2021387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166167754927411826" border="0" /></a>From the boat trip at the river.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrSGGvsoaRwU7Z_26TPOi6RJ5XFLc_UG3NdE1RvBcvfGbKNrt2uPAHc89EUAZiLuq8xopy8G5RALkVl6QdfAmQqmJ8CB6hea9JcDTFoxqVgmxBZIDLw7pdH_1hjt2ed8x7qvh9Q0zryc/s1600-h/P2021694.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrSGGvsoaRwU7Z_26TPOi6RJ5XFLc_UG3NdE1RvBcvfGbKNrt2uPAHc89EUAZiLuq8xopy8G5RALkVl6QdfAmQqmJ8CB6hea9JcDTFoxqVgmxBZIDLw7pdH_1hjt2ed8x7qvh9Q0zryc/s320/P2021694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168832964203218" border="0" /></a>Guards at the Grand Palace<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjl_DvWFIi7QcC1LbITtc-UTcKh9Zoo55VI2drnWhlgzx4a1Z5WqVZ_IaTUNqlIxZTgYy7oKHOZdC5Xj-MYW5Csjt_IeEWYq1yI-nXqfYIXcft1N2q_mA2hrfoyHnAh4ntaNPydMDlo-E/s1600-h/P2021642.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjl_DvWFIi7QcC1LbITtc-UTcKh9Zoo55VI2drnWhlgzx4a1Z5WqVZ_IaTUNqlIxZTgYy7oKHOZdC5Xj-MYW5Csjt_IeEWYq1yI-nXqfYIXcft1N2q_mA2hrfoyHnAh4ntaNPydMDlo-E/s320/P2021642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168386287604402" border="0" /></a>Gold covered buildings at the Grand Palace.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7zamYfGPg4asmVMdycnXmvfGICoDDV7gO9fD_50XHdeRZrdVd53O3B92U-11aRncq8coL7PMA_Gm4xMqt3A33S-kAjbgjWC9EPGfwnGXdyMYmf0D97vKWcDcQt9U5U4GTXlWhAKMXnI/s1600-h/P2021664.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7zamYfGPg4asmVMdycnXmvfGICoDDV7gO9fD_50XHdeRZrdVd53O3B92U-11aRncq8coL7PMA_Gm4xMqt3A33S-kAjbgjWC9EPGfwnGXdyMYmf0D97vKWcDcQt9U5U4GTXlWhAKMXnI/s320/P2021664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168390582571714" border="0" /></a>Our guide at the Palace was using my Thai name Chang (Elephant) all the time. And usually really loud when I was stuck taking some picture.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7gm6CbW5vhgYhSA7063zxFl1uehYXQXXxq6e7znZ1ftCHb9T93EdLzQnjo6ZLuKoVRqaOayjrRQz2ih-EmZLBK2AVEoYwMFXtvQNLZcR1-_7d3H4rDQXkzEp5xAgOAYKu_lIkAiX4P4/s1600-h/P2021730.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7gm6CbW5vhgYhSA7063zxFl1uehYXQXXxq6e7znZ1ftCHb9T93EdLzQnjo6ZLuKoVRqaOayjrRQz2ih-EmZLBK2AVEoYwMFXtvQNLZcR1-_7d3H4rDQXkzEp5xAgOAYKu_lIkAiX4P4/s320/P2021730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168837259170530" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLMN57USzWEXHJPaZAiDN5RdQ56lZMANW_6XopB9kLPAmaqYAZ-rVPnzSz415cunpEoMHL7rByVLHrDurbyv6xYvRWEIucbaZNWHHeoHUW7zAwVPXCJ9ueXfrjbB8uSuW_tIfigpLstQ/s1600-h/P2021804.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLMN57USzWEXHJPaZAiDN5RdQ56lZMANW_6XopB9kLPAmaqYAZ-rVPnzSz415cunpEoMHL7rByVLHrDurbyv6xYvRWEIucbaZNWHHeoHUW7zAwVPXCJ9ueXfrjbB8uSuW_tIfigpLstQ/s320/P2021804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166168845849105154" border="0" /></a>Bangkok by night (view from the Thai teams room)<br /></div><br />All together I had two great weeks in Asia. It was great meeting friends there and the food was just fantastic! Its some of the best food I've ever eaten.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-28935432837097273842008-01-18T12:53:00.000+01:002008-01-18T13:44:48.744+01:00The day when everything goes wrongIt's Monday morning 8o'clock. My bus from Belgrade to Sarajevo is leaving in two hours and my train to Belgrade is leaving in 25 minutes. I've packed my backs and everything is ready. One last check. Keys, passport, wallet, luggage and my 2nd wallet (Yes, I do have two wallets. The second one is just for bankcard and driving license so if i were to loose one I would have a backup wallet). But wait a minute, where is my second wallet! It's neither in my pocket or in my backpack. Frenetically I'm searching through my apartment without luck. I grab my spare credit card (which has 25% interest on cash withdrawals) and the code which I never remember and head for the train station. I just miss my train but luckily enough there is actually two trains leaving within 15 minutes at this time (This is the only time this happens during the day). So I manage to get to Belgrade and I even have time to buy some food for the 8 hour bus ride.<br /><br />The bus is supposed to leave at 1010 so I show up at the bus station 0955 and I try to call Stine to see where she is and if she already bought a ticket. A Serbian voice tells me that the mobile is either turned of, not working or out of bounds. I figure I just have to go and buy the ticket and get on the bus and hope she is there. I told her the bus left at ten so she should be here already.<br /><br />The time is 1001. "Jedno karto za Sarajeva u deset i deset" (One ticket for Sarajevo at 1010).<br />- Nema (none), there was a bus at 10 o'clock but it just left, next bus is at 1130! My pulse is increasing. I have to be at a meeting in Sarajevo at 19 for a EUS meeting. Not knowing what to do I try to call Stine again, her mobile is still not responding and I try to figure out what to do. Stine is probably on the 10 o'clock bus and she don't know who we're meeting, or the plan when we're coming to Sarajevo. I buy a ticket for the 1130 bus. And I send a message to Enisa (secretary general of Bosnian EUS, whom is picking us up at the bus station) trying to explain the situation and trying to figure out how to resolve it.<br /><br />I sit down at some stairs. I start to pray. "Dear God! Please help me to get out of this situation I've managed to get myself into. And help my find my wallet". Then not many minutes later I get a call from Samuil:<br />- Why are you sending Stine alone to Bosnia! She just called me from her Norwegian phone and she is not sure what to do. Just like that! Everything starts to fall back into place. I get Stine's number and I manage to connect her to Enisa. They spend 90 minutes on cafe waiting for me to arrive. And we have a great time in Sarajevo.<br /><br />I returned to Serbia Thursday evening, and Friday morning my wallet shows up in a taxi in Pancevo. God is great!Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-76699906174178688472007-12-30T14:09:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:36.517+01:00More lucky than clever!As some of you might be aware of, my memory can sometimes be a little unstable. And I tend to forget to do things or appointments if I don't write them down. Sometimes I even leave things behind, like keys credit cards etc. but that does not happen very often.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7b_EPPy8WqulPY4zpPnZIxhtaVKM43XIwePoTEDSrgV-PFyvaLHUP6hxtlj7RXTOhDim5ePWfoahjJRfapEJcvocCL3LLQri0JhyT2j2n3Q_KVXQlyfasoe9EzcOWeIPjSdryfgPcPM/s1600-h/P1048627.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7b_EPPy8WqulPY4zpPnZIxhtaVKM43XIwePoTEDSrgV-PFyvaLHUP6hxtlj7RXTOhDim5ePWfoahjJRfapEJcvocCL3LLQri0JhyT2j2n3Q_KVXQlyfasoe9EzcOWeIPjSdryfgPcPM/s320/P1048627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154024593355943922" border="0" /></a><br />But anyway recently I had a little episode which I've decided to publish here on my blog (even if it might damage my reputation). Last Wednesday we had or second meeting in or English bible study group. The gathering went on to pretty late in the evening and its kind of hard to get home to Pančevo after 2230, so I decided to spend a night in an apartment in Novi Beograd. Next morning I had to be in kindergarten at 10 o'clock so I got on the 9 o'clock train, feeling a little bit tired and exhausted. The train was pretty full so I left my backpack on the shelf in the train an sat down on a single seat on the train (usually there are sitting groups). From this seat its a little bit harder to watch the position of the train, and you're not forced to look out of the big windows all the time.<br /><br />With the combination of my seat and my tiredness station were passing quickly. Almost like a dream one station after the other passed through my mind, vividly but kind of soft and blurry. My thoughts were drifting, like slowly moving lava from a volcano. Suddenly this soft blurry image sharpened and I realized the train had stopped at my destination, Vukov Spomenik. The trains usually stop rather briefly so I got up and raced out of the train.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcY79nJL7LBM5emk_fN4dY4QMUiCPHEnYZM7fPkrTg1bwiRq3J4RWJM1acRhCuGf-BGj6UD5EA7Q2qz0d5pvZUrJ2xVi-MyYw1SeDXVTp4nni3ep4ylJHILRjn7jyz5udrTmjECyiU4mk/s1600-h/P1048633.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcY79nJL7LBM5emk_fN4dY4QMUiCPHEnYZM7fPkrTg1bwiRq3J4RWJM1acRhCuGf-BGj6UD5EA7Q2qz0d5pvZUrJ2xVi-MyYw1SeDXVTp4nni3ep4ylJHILRjn7jyz5udrTmjECyiU4mk/s320/P1048633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154024597650911234" border="0" /></a><br />No sooner had I put my foot down at the platform, before I got the feeling that something was missing. Walking towards the escalators feeling light, too light, I realized what was missing... My backpack! It was still laying on the shelf on the train! My pulse quickened and I could feel sweat pushing through the skin on my forehead. I forgot my bag at the train! I have everything in that bag, computer, camera, language books, notes, papers and more! I started running up the steps of the escalator towards the ticket office. Trying to figure out how I'm going to explain this. My vocabulary is still pretty limited and people working on train stations rarely speak English. But with the combination of arms, body and vocabulary I managed to explain my situation.<br /><br />The ticket lady brought me along to two of the police officers working at the station. Luckily one of them spoke a little bit English (about the same level as my Serbian). They took me to their office and started to make some phone calls (while playing a game on the computer). They seamed so relaxed that I started wondering if I was expected to pay some money under the table to make things happen. But I decided that they were working and that I should try to avoid supporting corruption as long as possible. I was thinking about calling my police friend in case he could have some influence, but I didn't have cover. I ended up sitting and praying inside me while waiting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbP5S_8ScFqU734aHSlN1LLVrTPqlD0IkoZH-51S-gTIDpeKUQ1e4DBz9usMnLp9ODRHmRUKkuvZLFKMKL7zyDybLm7dyE4t9_jtSegw-2mEQGvmAB6_kytmAGNhyuoqUO7z80eUC3nM/s1600-h/P1048634.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbP5S_8ScFqU734aHSlN1LLVrTPqlD0IkoZH-51S-gTIDpeKUQ1e4DBz9usMnLp9ODRHmRUKkuvZLFKMKL7zyDybLm7dyE4t9_jtSegw-2mEQGvmAB6_kytmAGNhyuoqUO7z80eUC3nM/s320/P1048634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154024610535813138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After a little while they stopped calling and started asking me questions instead. My passport, I didn't bring that along, but I had a copy and I handed it over. They seemed satisfied with that until there boss showed up and said that I'm obliged by law to carry my passport at all times. I turned on my Serbian way of expressing my self (a lot more movements, and a tone and voice which in Norway would be considered pure anger) and told that if I where supposed to bring my passport along everyday, it would break sooner or later and it was not an option. I always bring along a copy of my passport, and if they insist and absolutely need, we can go and get it at my place! They seemed to be satisfied with my explanation and didn't pursue that matter further.<br /><br />I was told that it was not very likely that I would find my bag and some thief had probably took it. They asked what I had in the backpack an the approximate total value. I told them what I had and that total value probably was around 2000 Euro. Then they went on asking what I was doing in Serbia anyway. I decided to go for telling that I study inter cultural communications in Norway and I'm having a six months practice period in Serbia to learn more about the culture and language. Which is perfectly true, but I left out the part about working for a Christian organization, since they usually are considered sects and not to popular among the police. After some more conversation they made one more phone call. When he hung up, he looked at me seriously, shook his head and said: "You are very lucky!". He stood up and started walking out of the office and said "Follow me!". Not quite sure what had happened I followed after him down towards the platform. The train should already be a long way from here and I was not sure why we were going down to the tracks. Then he explained me, they had found my backpack at a station and immediately sent it back with another train!<br /><br />So here I was - 30 minutes after leaving the train - receiving my backpack from the train driver. Everything was there and I was one experience richer and only 30 minutes late for work in kindergarten. I have a hard time believing that everything would have passed on so easily if it wasn't for my silent prayers during those minutes at the police office!Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-69511476927003503762007-12-28T17:46:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:50.322+01:00A Balkan Round TripThe last week before Christmas me and Stine went for a "little" Balkan round tour week. The purposes of this trip were many. We had to leave Serbia because of visa regulations, but we also wanted to see and experience some different parts of the Balkans. We started Sunday night - one week before Christmas - with the night train to Montenegro.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68Ff9n2vHP6fngVIplaINUTOo8kbMWpuM7VF5CZIuH_Y_i3BVD8RglzSqtc0mu-dO3_EV-li27PJz5Nb5t1T582h35MgITG5EyiHoE9lgtR9RRohy2WKJsvJJBhab-VlkGLXkqtBo9xY/s1600-h/PC177583.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68Ff9n2vHP6fngVIplaINUTOo8kbMWpuM7VF5CZIuH_Y_i3BVD8RglzSqtc0mu-dO3_EV-li27PJz5Nb5t1T582h35MgITG5EyiHoE9lgtR9RRohy2WKJsvJJBhab-VlkGLXkqtBo9xY/s320/PC177583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149216008100883458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">We had a pretty amazing view out the window when we woke up.<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>The train takes about 8 hours if its on schedule, but like trains here usually it arrived more than two hours late (We got some extra rest, I'm not complaining). I had a three bed cabin which I was sharing with two other guys. It was pretty good, and all over an interesting experience.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi34bfY1kv7ifZZHM-CWkKeznjvxtUoED5W7Xj62yQ5TQwJVy5JMh-pf73b6CHIYdSZZdRGJk2bbCZquPKavHm8FqMXXqdSsKbNZSqx4XPhGI6W48815joi23rw9ZpP2mgKWm98OLGpbS8/s1600-h/PC177585.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi34bfY1kv7ifZZHM-CWkKeznjvxtUoED5W7Xj62yQ5TQwJVy5JMh-pf73b6CHIYdSZZdRGJk2bbCZquPKavHm8FqMXXqdSsKbNZSqx4XPhGI6W48815joi23rw9ZpP2mgKWm98OLGpbS8/s320/PC177585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149216012395850770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">One of my roommates enjoying the view<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99DGQRIeROHQEUbawvqtmEanh2k0Lf90oWiFG7FEUF1gbYMtz2SikldnYAcry8gF2n_tBVd_7W_KRKboiCwzIm79-Tce99kfn1WN6vtTp_YZcovGP9Z4gh51vZVGWDzV1BKG8TZcyoXU/s1600-h/PC177588.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99DGQRIeROHQEUbawvqtmEanh2k0Lf90oWiFG7FEUF1gbYMtz2SikldnYAcry8gF2n_tBVd_7W_KRKboiCwzIm79-Tce99kfn1WN6vtTp_YZcovGP9Z4gh51vZVGWDzV1BKG8TZcyoXU/s320/PC177588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149216016690818082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stine and one of her roommates</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYrZZMuqu0roFwOhnkN5gVUhLca10kj5UVFPzX-0LWU6IYqWflsX0ZY7MlWIeggIgioRWaVCMaaiA49Gtile5OLd2swmSerm42tB_n5R6wLpjcRYvGLOk4dY18U4YgTX2JYvXK-7x3lI/s1600-h/PC177597.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYrZZMuqu0roFwOhnkN5gVUhLca10kj5UVFPzX-0LWU6IYqWflsX0ZY7MlWIeggIgioRWaVCMaaiA49Gtile5OLd2swmSerm42tB_n5R6wLpjcRYvGLOk4dY18U4YgTX2JYvXK-7x3lI/s320/PC177597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149216016690818098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The house we stayed in, in Herceg Novi<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV5Gu0JmZ-Fc30RCZwaE2yDDcIbG-BRxRvJXI5RN2tQRH7kRXoZR9CgLjg4ty5z6K6pdvqNdkFqR8ePAfDRYIKUr_0DigEODZHUt1KdYsf-kubvbH_Y2VEUuCd7Wg3x-ikc3ngWvJJQ4/s1600-h/PC187661.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV5Gu0JmZ-Fc30RCZwaE2yDDcIbG-BRxRvJXI5RN2tQRH7kRXoZR9CgLjg4ty5z6K6pdvqNdkFqR8ePAfDRYIKUr_0DigEODZHUt1KdYsf-kubvbH_Y2VEUuCd7Wg3x-ikc3ngWvJJQ4/s320/PC187661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149537907309784194" border="0" /></a>The view from the balcony. If you found a boat and sailed straight into this picture, you would arrive in Italy.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0wMkADsnPYiGz50g7UxKmobd-tFw7mkrX8GG0gFBtYACQWZ4VVSmSP18NQBLhz8Hf2DTAJzHgxcWOw_iAPqs3x7VsUp3pTXajqX-vCqFiBJveQqEmFgN09iG0QWzZPuCE9Uk1hkTFkc/s1600-h/PC177640.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0wMkADsnPYiGz50g7UxKmobd-tFw7mkrX8GG0gFBtYACQWZ4VVSmSP18NQBLhz8Hf2DTAJzHgxcWOw_iAPqs3x7VsUp3pTXajqX-vCqFiBJveQqEmFgN09iG0QWzZPuCE9Uk1hkTFkc/s320/PC177640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149537898719849570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A little bit of Herceg Novi</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div>We arrived in Podgorica, the capitol of Montenegro, but we went straight on with bus to Herceg Novi. Herceg Novi is a beautiful city along the Montenegrin coast. We stayed here for two nights at the place of two American missionaries, Jan and Elizabeth. They were great people and helped us get a great tour of the area. Monday we spent in the city an resting a little at J&Es place.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP9f5sWPPVOmQ3j5ebpr84sBunUGORn-k12IgRk8S2pXn3fddT3sUQ4JnNMta6vB9RfQo9vFUEjare2S0Ea79LIQn36bpl8wZFxc28ImoJYh1WrZcaVTQ4LmG1FmHUePIrmuy88w4idxs/s1600-h/PC177620.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP9f5sWPPVOmQ3j5ebpr84sBunUGORn-k12IgRk8S2pXn3fddT3sUQ4JnNMta6vB9RfQo9vFUEjare2S0Ea79LIQn36bpl8wZFxc28ImoJYh1WrZcaVTQ4LmG1FmHUePIrmuy88w4idxs/s320/PC177620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149216020985785410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Elizabeth and Stine in one of the old streets in Herceg Novi<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir0_mNgtOTUfSpukUkPBSMPvthi_PAOFvElJ1rYY9WIT_Pjx7wpUo1WmUpmgWuY_6c8Pu2suLrtZnCnARqwvEl3R46Tyn_f9a64xJMkAd9XZ4TsTzd0iMkQvm1aHqwoEKBI16zn7Sa168/s1600-h/PC177650.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir0_mNgtOTUfSpukUkPBSMPvthi_PAOFvElJ1rYY9WIT_Pjx7wpUo1WmUpmgWuY_6c8Pu2suLrtZnCnARqwvEl3R46Tyn_f9a64xJMkAd9XZ4TsTzd0iMkQvm1aHqwoEKBI16zn7Sa168/s320/PC177650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149537903014816882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A rather morbid tombstone in the courtyard of a monastery in Herceg Novi.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAjIHbd2PU9Y_fHprcQOgOG4PiFRqIPMFAfG0HoCVl_6yKhxbhgXghxpR7lsXNLDLKBfpJeD6nq4sB842dTtBz0fyNMMv9ymaxpOecp7Dq1bitJwU8colOdq_ZIkilcDx8tR_G49DPkh8/s1600-h/PC187669.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAjIHbd2PU9Y_fHprcQOgOG4PiFRqIPMFAfG0HoCVl_6yKhxbhgXghxpR7lsXNLDLKBfpJeD6nq4sB842dTtBz0fyNMMv9ymaxpOecp7Dq1bitJwU8colOdq_ZIkilcDx8tR_G49DPkh8/s320/PC187669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149555091473935506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Dubrovnik - An amazing city. The part closest to the camera is the old city, as you can see its all surrounded by an old wall.<br /><br /></span></div>Tuesday we went for a short day trip to Croatia, or more exact Dubrovnik. Dubrovnik is one of the most visited tourist attractions in the Balkans. The main attraction is the old part of the city. Its surrounded by a great wall and inside there is a large area with autentic old houses. Usually this place is crawling with tourist, but we didn't hear anyone speaking english or otherwise have the appearance of a tourist. We even walked around the city wall (a tourist Must) without meeting a single tourist. We had some icecream on the wall and it was in all an amazing place.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0gRBtVS7HwWdb36oWSh6MtjPPY5rqyJtBjhx0nIUrf1QcXwpvLfk8EHQadx_yGmewkOI28ieTNg0bzzg7BMhfYs8kYwER-P9F88wGebs9InAMVPUQ0Ih3DNa55ROW6QISMmmhutvSkU/s1600-h/PC187681.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0gRBtVS7HwWdb36oWSh6MtjPPY5rqyJtBjhx0nIUrf1QcXwpvLfk8EHQadx_yGmewkOI28ieTNg0bzzg7BMhfYs8kYwER-P9F88wGebs9InAMVPUQ0Ih3DNa55ROW6QISMmmhutvSkU/s320/PC187681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149555095768902818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The old narrow alleys in Dubrovnik has not managed to stay completely authentic.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSsaFIqKBgSyDSzKyAtXuWYXpMNoha-VYX_lFsv60MuKMlW9yuwxl62vd7pTT7qwAESvgN9erMICcYEgd6ldmdPHKNkWmZ40-XAM1c-J0dEwPvrvN1GcF9lQCWpbRjGSh30U5FzUG4zs/s1600-h/PC187737.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSsaFIqKBgSyDSzKyAtXuWYXpMNoha-VYX_lFsv60MuKMlW9yuwxl62vd7pTT7qwAESvgN9erMICcYEgd6ldmdPHKNkWmZ40-XAM1c-J0dEwPvrvN1GcF9lQCWpbRjGSh30U5FzUG4zs/s320/PC187737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149555095768902834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A seagull is enjoying the view from the city walls.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLLq223n7D1ffMJky-MA65Qp_kulEzpaTKuNmm77wKHAAAucYW5uOi5x049ckLc5ZwpR0LbZwf7jkdM4XsFInsPGo6frSMWiKW7Q4VNY7jiS9XELBvxzcp4cBvU828szknMKBW2IV6XE/s1600-h/PC187744.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpLLq223n7D1ffMJky-MA65Qp_kulEzpaTKuNmm77wKHAAAucYW5uOi5x049ckLc5ZwpR0LbZwf7jkdM4XsFInsPGo6frSMWiKW7Q4VNY7jiS9XELBvxzcp4cBvU828szknMKBW2IV6XE/s320/PC187744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149555100063870146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The city wall is surrounding all the old city along the cliffs.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64XENWPgJat8I91Z3m9Qx5l2Wm5Qp56O_DwlydzXMCBpFhvTMQzvMbv7yHNhmF2AsajYGIS47hfDVbzNi7pnVywMy8rHzLf0DyEmSt3JXXgiWKr3vbfpkU825hv0-Fj8Wx8ZYykNOxqU/s1600-h/PC187759.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64XENWPgJat8I91Z3m9Qx5l2Wm5Qp56O_DwlydzXMCBpFhvTMQzvMbv7yHNhmF2AsajYGIS47hfDVbzNi7pnVywMy8rHzLf0DyEmSt3JXXgiWKr3vbfpkU825hv0-Fj8Wx8ZYykNOxqU/s320/PC187759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149555104358837458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Along the wall.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05xLgwiG-rp2qO6mUvc2mJ7WaJwb0j2yLSdrRH-CCvnGs2ZEkKP4x-3ZRjGEVqn7X2x2cXOW_OVmTWfWfmHEvnasWW7KvDkeZWZScwpx2ILxt_T4hffVh2SoR50-Vyw3Fh_vwU5OeZn4/s1600-h/PC187771.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi05xLgwiG-rp2qO6mUvc2mJ7WaJwb0j2yLSdrRH-CCvnGs2ZEkKP4x-3ZRjGEVqn7X2x2cXOW_OVmTWfWfmHEvnasWW7KvDkeZWZScwpx2ILxt_T4hffVh2SoR50-Vyw3Fh_vwU5OeZn4/s320/PC187771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149562130925333730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Enjoying ice cream on the city wall</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlbdCcFx04fbN1nhNu9YN76VXxx-k2ZY0pSsr-MAHt6Qm3yIXYdrk_zGIbQa0aINIup4OknJ3fLUicVQgsLb3rAmBgjrrQR99FNZCFTS0iH5hD4aF4iKGN8fEcLw8Q5JiVV2PVdssaYg/s1600-h/PC187817.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlbdCcFx04fbN1nhNu9YN76VXxx-k2ZY0pSsr-MAHt6Qm3yIXYdrk_zGIbQa0aINIup4OknJ3fLUicVQgsLb3rAmBgjrrQR99FNZCFTS0iH5hD4aF4iKGN8fEcLw8Q5JiVV2PVdssaYg/s320/PC187817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149562135220301042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stairway<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBoki3nsgvE1zM5cr1rvq9CKk7_Q71fjhR6fo9Ik5UbHB2YfQ6R0Y1Bfiy_IZzvQuPiCTZxC2nx2WVdP_l6AbqP6aIDTDCOH1T4TqaN4IXzBRpwB-x8x_vkgd-dUgH45htJQl7HqeX4Q/s1600-h/PC187824.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBoki3nsgvE1zM5cr1rvq9CKk7_Q71fjhR6fo9Ik5UbHB2YfQ6R0Y1Bfiy_IZzvQuPiCTZxC2nx2WVdP_l6AbqP6aIDTDCOH1T4TqaN4IXzBRpwB-x8x_vkgd-dUgH45htJQl7HqeX4Q/s320/PC187824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149562135220301058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Through the window<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq97BwqvQFMPDnEw4EOoo-ltBk3cfK2vcq0NP_JknaZytuuwIP3Da1TuYQ73zsZSdnT5PnRW5nyO1FgIAJ0CbUcPf-SpQZxsjU6uekGwoSRJbaGImAQ2F2RGlvz-_ZsZVGpLaMElsvY4k/s1600-h/PC197857.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq97BwqvQFMPDnEw4EOoo-ltBk3cfK2vcq0NP_JknaZytuuwIP3Da1TuYQ73zsZSdnT5PnRW5nyO1FgIAJ0CbUcPf-SpQZxsjU6uekGwoSRJbaGImAQ2F2RGlvz-_ZsZVGpLaMElsvY4k/s320/PC197857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149580706658888978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">On the way from Herceg Novi to Kotor. The two islands on the fjord are a Catholic monastery and an Orthodox monastery.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTRRuQ8W9UjyF47S7-dZ_yhlGqkAznqUax7x9QKsgifI0Eq4gd_UMZywLgrlhrOoqfZDbmqajvskcbMMakud_d1u7HHty0H1tHBk_BE-AsKfxNNNFjHufiJkhej2UE2eGWjWKER_ydFM/s1600-h/PC197861.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTRRuQ8W9UjyF47S7-dZ_yhlGqkAznqUax7x9QKsgifI0Eq4gd_UMZywLgrlhrOoqfZDbmqajvskcbMMakud_d1u7HHty0H1tHBk_BE-AsKfxNNNFjHufiJkhej2UE2eGWjWKER_ydFM/s320/PC197861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149580706658888994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Along the bay of Kotor<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRJ4fjCCHkyEsukdCHkNTjlehRUYH2pYTn8onCxAaXOgRftOGCUShaMDU3oisVQnD9nMOmOzu5nka0hJq8lfK0RTGyTEzlEjKfetga6XsIIWIbz9kl3ViVUAIw7qFKdUb8MnWz_j5yMo/s1600-h/PC197877.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRJ4fjCCHkyEsukdCHkNTjlehRUYH2pYTn8onCxAaXOgRftOGCUShaMDU3oisVQnD9nMOmOzu5nka0hJq8lfK0RTGyTEzlEjKfetga6XsIIWIbz9kl3ViVUAIw7qFKdUb8MnWz_j5yMo/s320/PC197877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149580710953856306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Also Kotor has a old city</span><br /><br /></div>Wednesday morning the journey went on to the beutiful city of Kotor (which actually is on the UNESCO list of world inheritage places). Also here we spent some time in the old city, before we went up the hill to the old castle.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngIdkJdP18aWss8_KcE1cd4ypsYGJ2JnQGV_bmTlp_uuhOOfuqW3PuGWTVe_hzqzkeB3LmAv0yWNnNHBdW8rvLq9dfBQA9xcza0jn-OFMYhq1F5sBfvmW4r2sqbEMvZ0EAAqkcw3Ec9Q/s1600-h/PC197888.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngIdkJdP18aWss8_KcE1cd4ypsYGJ2JnQGV_bmTlp_uuhOOfuqW3PuGWTVe_hzqzkeB3LmAv0yWNnNHBdW8rvLq9dfBQA9xcza0jn-OFMYhq1F5sBfvmW4r2sqbEMvZ0EAAqkcw3Ec9Q/s320/PC197888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149580715248823618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">On the beginning of the way from the old city to the fortress. There where a LOT of cats in this city.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCg6wNnIDv-rVHMWQu-9unwjkVVxbcIuaKy-FnWwyqKoO3PwWVSHDXycaVnsZv8BvjQqhLvmHd3iKO6lE0ntu8G_WrL1TKhdPYjHl08H-vWVxzjDapfDAh4aOAUl_iWIThvXyard3-gU/s1600-h/PC197899.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCg6wNnIDv-rVHMWQu-9unwjkVVxbcIuaKy-FnWwyqKoO3PwWVSHDXycaVnsZv8BvjQqhLvmHd3iKO6lE0ntu8G_WrL1TKhdPYjHl08H-vWVxzjDapfDAh4aOAUl_iWIThvXyard3-gU/s320/PC197899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149580719543790930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A curious goat on the way</span><br /></div>In this old castle we actually met a guy who claimed to live there. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVIBobwT32zYyJdH9NXc4WJ5oz-MNjxpu_TElwEWEUMdbgIMLQ_bejssEFGxZzAI4cjOrpsUXk_LvFcVfT6Wd1wmPryuMLggsWdqitN-wX1mvlOG_ap7c3BbdSfUg_KJbkZmw0UEpHvA/s1600-h/PC197940.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVIBobwT32zYyJdH9NXc4WJ5oz-MNjxpu_TElwEWEUMdbgIMLQ_bejssEFGxZzAI4cjOrpsUXk_LvFcVfT6Wd1wmPryuMLggsWdqitN-wX1mvlOG_ap7c3BbdSfUg_KJbkZmw0UEpHvA/s320/PC197940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583034531163490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwgjs6rn9sykJM7vqC-wH3oerEFSFkbBxM0gmOHeJbf2mRmVHB3CWJ1JkGQvBnF2_RBRDi11TlWEWer5r1e_SNFoLc7uETTLXFXQm5sdqEZ2m081fSD4jIGAIApBi84Cc1V7JIQG-7U0/s1600-h/PC197941.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwgjs6rn9sykJM7vqC-wH3oerEFSFkbBxM0gmOHeJbf2mRmVHB3CWJ1JkGQvBnF2_RBRDi11TlWEWer5r1e_SNFoLc7uETTLXFXQm5sdqEZ2m081fSD4jIGAIApBi84Cc1V7JIQG-7U0/s320/PC197941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583038826130802" border="0" /></a>He had made some "bed" In a little hole in one of the fortress walls. On the top waited the majestic view of the fjord of Montenegro and the Mountains surrounding it.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinTRVGFth3C-mi4-xCUIEee0lt5j7M2dTF0hPsWBne61uXRhKWF7W4oYumLEiB4pgpdXkooS-Y1qbCYX9R6y92YmrdbFedRWahl3CJT0sepLaG9BfqbLSiEi1sWoaFFS_FbQsAtJgo06I/s1600-h/PC197954.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinTRVGFth3C-mi4-xCUIEee0lt5j7M2dTF0hPsWBne61uXRhKWF7W4oYumLEiB4pgpdXkooS-Y1qbCYX9R6y92YmrdbFedRWahl3CJT0sepLaG9BfqbLSiEi1sWoaFFS_FbQsAtJgo06I/s320/PC197954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583043121098114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">On top of the fortress</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-gXTncAzox-UAAG8odEPrO4baKLwgWD0BmdMGRJvCigoSp08Mb-J0fu7XMnhLhK6Sn3_DbQjDh3GhD90l0K7w6TM2XAfNzve5VsC3lgS3Ad1HdYeb1KW8KixauHx_eEZynyP8sJHc5I/s1600-h/PC197966.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-gXTncAzox-UAAG8odEPrO4baKLwgWD0BmdMGRJvCigoSp08Mb-J0fu7XMnhLhK6Sn3_DbQjDh3GhD90l0K7w6TM2XAfNzve5VsC3lgS3Ad1HdYeb1KW8KixauHx_eEZynyP8sJHc5I/s320/PC197966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583047416065426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The magnificent view from the top<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOScs6CBRGVpkFWph6wTSfZpVlxwCYXSVZWKU2BzJo1WQJm1GmolC4zdY4MtxesyMDIQTkseCHIq29Cxi9k8cviEr-3qHOYa_fogc_cYgcNDOC1FjOnrRw7aPcV7n-DL8_BRXR17CRkYY/s1600-h/PC197987.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOScs6CBRGVpkFWph6wTSfZpVlxwCYXSVZWKU2BzJo1WQJm1GmolC4zdY4MtxesyMDIQTkseCHIq29Cxi9k8cviEr-3qHOYa_fogc_cYgcNDOC1FjOnrRw7aPcV7n-DL8_BRXR17CRkYY/s320/PC197987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583051711032738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Me and Danijela</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vx2kBPNtBn_p5QtxsLA4zWobcq0GS5jewS2xgb2XA0y0L6clO85mv6UrwjiKsWYWY2pVyuzgEQL44eGgyxm1mRiWhgL67eX5OAbPY7_Pl0MR6UTtmmmaM4UeW9EtEip-BaaCI3qFcSs/s1600-h/PC197998.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vx2kBPNtBn_p5QtxsLA4zWobcq0GS5jewS2xgb2XA0y0L6clO85mv6UrwjiKsWYWY2pVyuzgEQL44eGgyxm1mRiWhgL67eX5OAbPY7_Pl0MR6UTtmmmaM4UeW9EtEip-BaaCI3qFcSs/s320/PC197998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149591942293335474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Danijela</span><br /></div>Wednesday evening we spent in Podgorica - the capitol of Montenegro. Where we met Tanja and Danijela. We also met Goran and Ivan, but I will tell more about them later. We went to a cafe and relaxed a little bit before Tanja and Danijela brought us to a service in their church.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOQLl4EEicZkz3aFSgNsyqnZ_siaA3a6wKTGZDjZ7LfHR2XkgJXW2M2B9tq5u3ogv-q95ZilKunwRnCPtfogZt2J26DJNY6glkLGE6D6deNy2vMC2qJIaK8hu07xnjyB_kj4W3hurb1s/s1600-h/PC198011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOQLl4EEicZkz3aFSgNsyqnZ_siaA3a6wKTGZDjZ7LfHR2XkgJXW2M2B9tq5u3ogv-q95ZilKunwRnCPtfogZt2J26DJNY6glkLGE6D6deNy2vMC2qJIaK8hu07xnjyB_kj4W3hurb1s/s320/PC198011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149591946588302786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">From the church in Podgorica</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>In the church we met the pastor Vladimir and a team of Englishmen from Samaritan Purse (an organisation which are sending Christmas presents to children around the globe). Vladimir helped us to find a reasonably priced hotel and also helped us organizing the transport to our next target; Albania. We said our goodbyes to the team and the people from the church.<br /><br />Thursday morning Vladimir came to the hotel an drove us to the bus station. We said or goodbyes and left with the bus. Destination; Ulcinj, a city close to the Albanian border along the coast.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNlNrr7FSLFip-gUdKo40hqKANqfgSK10azi8rQST18whw669fjITuDdgtfm4R2ddm1B5VD4SRx8CrAa9hFFAroCbjggZ7AeQN_cHDNQtkzkd-l88Ko6vqDJvur_byANhpxWCHBvxSdx8/s1600-h/PC208016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNlNrr7FSLFip-gUdKo40hqKANqfgSK10azi8rQST18whw669fjITuDdgtfm4R2ddm1B5VD4SRx8CrAa9hFFAroCbjggZ7AeQN_cHDNQtkzkd-l88Ko6vqDJvur_byANhpxWCHBvxSdx8/s320/PC208016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149591950883270098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">On the way to Albania. Too early in the morning.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQjdsBG_lV8hmuZIpWvq4arlEYuFmnzCUuwykq1nzDAhxZkyv5xGb9V1xN98n4e32xoh-FJmdkcPhWbzHd4mVRZLilL4yH7y8o-IoQMrKmbuS_VAEQJeUTpJaKGASVybBmkWCmPIEtJo/s1600-h/PC208025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQjdsBG_lV8hmuZIpWvq4arlEYuFmnzCUuwykq1nzDAhxZkyv5xGb9V1xN98n4e32xoh-FJmdkcPhWbzHd4mVRZLilL4yH7y8o-IoQMrKmbuS_VAEQJeUTpJaKGASVybBmkWCmPIEtJo/s320/PC208025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149591950883270114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">View from Ulcinj bus station<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR8oAf07uMLSAuQQhLxmgRM9dcc266hx40xpUVbPzmEkFzz-2On03uP_aD9W7KgjUgULlyN4-kaBtXFIn2qAybdTuTYLqo4DK6Ft9ir663W6NK3xj2xBwej4j_NEUay5QVImDCrfZAPs/s1600-h/PC208028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR8oAf07uMLSAuQQhLxmgRM9dcc266hx40xpUVbPzmEkFzz-2On03uP_aD9W7KgjUgULlyN4-kaBtXFIn2qAybdTuTYLqo4DK6Ft9ir663W6NK3xj2xBwej4j_NEUay5QVImDCrfZAPs/s320/PC208028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149591955178237426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">These sheeps are on their last journey. On this Muslim holiday (think its called Bayram) every family slaughter a sheep on the traditional way.</span><br /><br /></div>This Thursday just happened to be one of the biggest Muslim holidays and only small amouts of public transport were working. But with Vladimir's help we got connected to Majka, an American missioner traveling to Tirane this very same day. We first travelled by car together with two German colleges of Majka and their child, to a city in Northern Albania.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl6OlNgNkdzhX_oKgqG0lVxZnmTU4hXKnNw_Eqzz7O546cpPMMTV-VA_Kc99tg2emsEF4hckh8RCDCdnNFaktZfZ3FuPtaYapiVYIqKxUc0EJ1CNJgv8ru4aEAD7eL3Tjczs9qT7YHb48/s1600-h/PC208030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl6OlNgNkdzhX_oKgqG0lVxZnmTU4hXKnNw_Eqzz7O546cpPMMTV-VA_Kc99tg2emsEF4hckh8RCDCdnNFaktZfZ3FuPtaYapiVYIqKxUc0EJ1CNJgv8ru4aEAD7eL3Tjczs9qT7YHb48/s320/PC208030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149604225899802114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Montenegro - Albania border<br /></span></div><br />As soon as we crossed the border in to Albania, one could easily see that this country was very different from Montenegro and Serbia. Houses and things were not well maintained and garbage were literally floating everywhere. From the city Shodar in north Albania we took a minibus to Tirane.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcquvwakK0zSVRKyXlIg_mBFiD0lnH1iQCwp81cBI6wu3cueWB_q6oRqIHKcbuUrPDdlsybD5LgZxgTgt0xJv0LIiuNfvT6RCmBFXG1hjn3E6BQO-iwkVmh7bEgLE9eqE_6dN1B7iCW4/s1600-h/PC208038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcquvwakK0zSVRKyXlIg_mBFiD0lnH1iQCwp81cBI6wu3cueWB_q6oRqIHKcbuUrPDdlsybD5LgZxgTgt0xJv0LIiuNfvT6RCmBFXG1hjn3E6BQO-iwkVmh7bEgLE9eqE_6dN1B7iCW4/s320/PC208038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149604225899802130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"> The German couple we were driving with and their son Tobia</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVM4CSN6Tuyn5z5P1uXe_w6R4xurfwfaYSrSG8-y8K58DXGD28C6oJg3NXpL_XvgSj4fwk7jJkenx2QcTdWMG4wAeo3kyjpQn2_JTHNM_BiU0bidMKN77s4WyKG4NtswxjNTx8VZ9nHw/s1600-h/PC208039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVM4CSN6Tuyn5z5P1uXe_w6R4xurfwfaYSrSG8-y8K58DXGD28C6oJg3NXpL_XvgSj4fwk7jJkenx2QcTdWMG4wAeo3kyjpQn2_JTHNM_BiU0bidMKN77s4WyKG4NtswxjNTx8VZ9nHw/s320/PC208039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605394130906658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Downtown Tirane. Tirane International Hotel in the back</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG2KJ2E1BazpZ40UUOhuNctYpV3KJlmm18Pby4GQvn7z6GQJPhz02nahFC8mmSxVTZIltTG5ayNiie7hcrWgcEtR-r32Uq5kcNW7shiSz5RUVhX2I1-Y68v2HHPyBkukrR8V0i2L3VKlc/s1600-h/PC208044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG2KJ2E1BazpZ40UUOhuNctYpV3KJlmm18Pby4GQvn7z6GQJPhz02nahFC8mmSxVTZIltTG5ayNiie7hcrWgcEtR-r32Uq5kcNW7shiSz5RUVhX2I1-Y68v2HHPyBkukrR8V0i2L3VKlc/s320/PC208044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605398425873970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Majka and Stine in Tirane. Waiting for Zev<br /><br /></span></div>Around two o'clock we arrived in Tirane. A highly interesting city. We were met by Zev, the Secretary General of IFES - Albania. We got some hours to look around in the city by ourselves before we went to a cafe and restaurant visit, with some of the members of IFES - Albania. It was really great to meet all this people and we had a great time in Tirane even though we didn't stay to long.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh721njZpXwE8V1x1CUo64adXzh3QzF3wmImv_4hfJDTq7I0BAaD7NPuOOKOz5utsZwxh6AP5ZsDhyaHMIUnDYznphh3wnv4FdAJdvcB2ie2K2WVod7Uv0l_FWGIYDOekHbsXb4EJNL2aw/s1600-h/PC208113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh721njZpXwE8V1x1CUo64adXzh3QzF3wmImv_4hfJDTq7I0BAaD7NPuOOKOz5utsZwxh6AP5ZsDhyaHMIUnDYznphh3wnv4FdAJdvcB2ie2K2WVod7Uv0l_FWGIYDOekHbsXb4EJNL2aw/s320/PC208113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607279621549730" border="0" /></a>Me and Tosi, one of the members in IFES - Albania<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw5NushAFULAYwHfIeoyjZ-4qjtOwNKebpKcPE65X74QRIv1g4_jw3JZeLRfBYla6PfDlFSndJWHGJ7LyW8U1DVt90oNJx8QJntaEbUnQPMWbWB6Z2HEgPck5KxoSpdBiwviPhjpdqzj0/s1600-h/PC208101.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw5NushAFULAYwHfIeoyjZ-4qjtOwNKebpKcPE65X74QRIv1g4_jw3JZeLRfBYla6PfDlFSndJWHGJ7LyW8U1DVt90oNJx8QJntaEbUnQPMWbWB6Z2HEgPck5KxoSpdBiwviPhjpdqzj0/s320/PC208101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607279621549714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">There were fireworks everywhere and fires on the streets because of the Muslim holiday<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnAgz-Tp6GEehgG2vDWEkXEE4QUEG7E9xFxQy4VzXAVCRpaW7Bpx1c7mP5A6rRzliF40GXzSoRsSUnauVk7_rjFa4mBsVaYya1YlWc_K3b3SEq36N1aGlAFv7u9AAhsQ0YiM4YAXvEi8/s1600-h/PC208056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnAgz-Tp6GEehgG2vDWEkXEE4QUEG7E9xFxQy4VzXAVCRpaW7Bpx1c7mP5A6rRzliF40GXzSoRsSUnauVk7_rjFa4mBsVaYya1YlWc_K3b3SEq36N1aGlAFv7u9AAhsQ0YiM4YAXvEi8/s320/PC208056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605398425873986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Albanian restaurant chain Kolonat. Does this remind you of something?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghXhSCFk4ISR928FJYLLQGXLm16A2oRFuYqynvVdJRguhu3-eshu5dj5xjMfSAzqFp_ETbQyDP-diRT2I9P584HBZZVK0kNAPGJ8uEJJf0X5FvlJP-g3yJ6JqUM5qRwfb6P6wJj3cHk/s1600-h/PC208078.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghXhSCFk4ISR928FJYLLQGXLm16A2oRFuYqynvVdJRguhu3-eshu5dj5xjMfSAzqFp_ETbQyDP-diRT2I9P584HBZZVK0kNAPGJ8uEJJf0X5FvlJP-g3yJ6JqUM5qRwfb6P6wJj3cHk/s320/PC208078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605398425874002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A mosque in Tirane. Even though Albania is a Muslim country its highly secular. Apart from mosques and architecture styles there is little that reminds one about Islam.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAAtzMBgn3fcy5MkgqtJ_O6NeLotUal4sX_iVlN2nsn8-TxHY89hN_Kjf0Md2FKj5rI8opfkr6gkCAFGFrPAr5OaML2Bod-f1u1RGCsF1jtyjImld52Pu2skgO_sKWYjKGpfkgoPAP4Y/s1600-h/PC208085.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAAtzMBgn3fcy5MkgqtJ_O6NeLotUal4sX_iVlN2nsn8-TxHY89hN_Kjf0Md2FKj5rI8opfkr6gkCAFGFrPAr5OaML2Bod-f1u1RGCsF1jtyjImld52Pu2skgO_sKWYjKGpfkgoPAP4Y/s320/PC208085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607271031615090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTcX67Up2RAg9I_rQVyurCQFTAKSoWfz1Y3aFAgTyErfInHf7gk_x0EP6bcv08mDPN7kSTWdz9BLCZ0kPQSnTxwCQm-hbUdb13nOOfniJJD2e01oXqd9gteMeVUzG5ffLQ9VKxXSUpQg/s1600-h/PC208100.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTcX67Up2RAg9I_rQVyurCQFTAKSoWfz1Y3aFAgTyErfInHf7gk_x0EP6bcv08mDPN7kSTWdz9BLCZ0kPQSnTxwCQm-hbUdb13nOOfniJJD2e01oXqd9gteMeVUzG5ffLQ9VKxXSUpQg/s320/PC208100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607271031615106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Islam or not, Christmas decorations are everywhere. But my impression is that they decorate for new year and not for Christmas.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjEQLBNb4vLmyOx1jQJjCnEMQMHp4e6Bi6CtJCNJhwKs0qa-mtiKBO1NUGZzoupPYzBvHdf-O3kOpi-Bb4Vg3WY-nXIQQliZ7Uwk8uJFbm2wGouq_p7ocollBgJYEjXcr8d7GHK9q-bw/s1600-h/PC218116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjEQLBNb4vLmyOx1jQJjCnEMQMHp4e6Bi6CtJCNJhwKs0qa-mtiKBO1NUGZzoupPYzBvHdf-O3kOpi-Bb4Vg3WY-nXIQQliZ7Uwk8uJFbm2wGouq_p7ocollBgJYEjXcr8d7GHK9q-bw/s320/PC218116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149607288211484338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Garbage is everywhere!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyKZFrGCfvAIZh1sgTiKFTi2yqrPOqUEnBGsuOfk8HI0-K9emYoUhrXnpkbP7JJBjhxrbc6azv8Ul1_GXmi9K5FEHIoRU_vLqhX2_r8t4QPtJ3JjowVJOEshuN-LTJ-OkO7AXSBSAxH0/s1600-h/PC218131.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyKZFrGCfvAIZh1sgTiKFTi2yqrPOqUEnBGsuOfk8HI0-K9emYoUhrXnpkbP7JJBjhxrbc6azv8Ul1_GXmi9K5FEHIoRU_vLqhX2_r8t4QPtJ3JjowVJOEshuN-LTJ-OkO7AXSBSAxH0/s320/PC218131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149608894529253058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The cars in Albania is a story for itself. Every second car you see is a Mercedes and I guess I saw about 20 Hummers during my short time in Albania. Most of this cars are supposedly crossing the Albanian border as a part of insurance fraud.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg37N2QLlai5slideadtaAuCITAqhpyfHb9NEhaYEAkxQXx3DNFXl96jVGsbBZP0GLVGPVdJDhyIRloqPkzPH2ZyGdSMWY3JRAWSPmZvea1dpOUl0BpWXcp7U3S4DoVrV_fcxNGReRpU/s1600-h/PC208080.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg37N2QLlai5slideadtaAuCITAqhpyfHb9NEhaYEAkxQXx3DNFXl96jVGsbBZP0GLVGPVdJDhyIRloqPkzPH2ZyGdSMWY3JRAWSPmZvea1dpOUl0BpWXcp7U3S4DoVrV_fcxNGReRpU/s320/PC208080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149605402720841314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Downtown<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk7hKvPM1pYPSO_vSlhy0qLqakGD_6PVmH_aWxHCYIdoE7FfspJGz2YP9xXf2s0GdktTuQgZ2wKqc-VouB0MxLKDhbmxeSzQIFNWzvZ0ms30UhRTxdcNaQtjg2wj2EUrwdOdQj-xmk-S8/s1600-h/PC218158.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk7hKvPM1pYPSO_vSlhy0qLqakGD_6PVmH_aWxHCYIdoE7FfspJGz2YP9xXf2s0GdktTuQgZ2wKqc-VouB0MxLKDhbmxeSzQIFNWzvZ0ms30UhRTxdcNaQtjg2wj2EUrwdOdQj-xmk-S8/s320/PC218158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149608898824220370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Tirana Christian Center<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxxTIZGTxXdYd7_KFwGwtMEU_mFYhyphenhyphen4xiclnwFKdkqI35UHelUeipUhWpqIRKqh8WnrVUyG8gGSMhRk48l84t-tGfsiuRz44aojBrE974OgTCZDv7x1ve78KZ7k2DKs7iAnmXQsPeZtQ/s1600-h/PC218175.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxxTIZGTxXdYd7_KFwGwtMEU_mFYhyphenhyphen4xiclnwFKdkqI35UHelUeipUhWpqIRKqh8WnrVUyG8gGSMhRk48l84t-tGfsiuRz44aojBrE974OgTCZDv7x1ve78KZ7k2DKs7iAnmXQsPeZtQ/s320/PC218175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149608911709122274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The distinctive Albanian flag is everywhere. Rumor has it that Albania is one of the most nationalistic countries there is.<br /><br /></span></div>We spent the night in Tirane Christian Center (can recommend this if anybody needs a place to stay in Tirane, cheap and good). Next day at 12 o'clock we were left alone with some Albanian phrases on a piece of paper and some basic instructions of how to get back to Montenegro.<br /><br />It so happens that public transport in Albania is very seldom and almost non existing. So getting back could become a challenge, considering that we didn't know the language nor do many Albanians speak English. We started by going to Tirane International Hotel and ask for directions to the place the private minibuses were leaving for Shodar. Despite our expectations of a highly challenging journey, things turned out more easily then I ever expected.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-mzxm17AdtwcjxSuekbblfdcGaZ9Gu59vr7Bpgpbjk1qHDYs3aHzGWIvxPT4KUFksLfb6cta_6f1pWgrQiBtKdFy29bBSTl7DipYpRExSsn4I4IyAbMkepps4ReIojzMwVLIUIxOPe3I/s1600-h/PC218183.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-mzxm17AdtwcjxSuekbblfdcGaZ9Gu59vr7Bpgpbjk1qHDYs3aHzGWIvxPT4KUFksLfb6cta_6f1pWgrQiBtKdFy29bBSTl7DipYpRExSsn4I4IyAbMkepps4ReIojzMwVLIUIxOPe3I/s320/PC218183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149608911709122290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Along the road<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfssclfxQFyWIQmX4hdg5hFab1yssFkhOy1MBrz4Z6cRDLjHTjmIcnhETckG24lw5PFpnpNJlPfC6fLVp5guNFZJzirK3x8QG5XKB9-58gjRE-9thhM07C9VbK0plhnHfE1u2QmGbWnY/s1600-h/PC218184.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfssclfxQFyWIQmX4hdg5hFab1yssFkhOy1MBrz4Z6cRDLjHTjmIcnhETckG24lw5PFpnpNJlPfC6fLVp5guNFZJzirK3x8QG5XKB9-58gjRE-9thhM07C9VbK0plhnHfE1u2QmGbWnY/s320/PC218184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149608920299056898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">There is a lot of really fascinating mountains in Albania. </span><br /><br /></div>The guy sitting next to us in the minibus where going to the same place as us, and the minibus drove all the way to the border, where we paid a guy 15 Euro to drive us the last kilometers to Podgorica.<br />From Podgorica we took a bus with destination Nikšić.<br /><br />Nikšić was our final destination before heading back to Serbia, but we were going to stay there from Friday to Sunday, something we looked forward to after our rather hectic traveling schedule. During our time in Nikšić, I stayed at my friend Gorans place.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTlZCWeKNB9L0OJ2pi5zpniev8h5-tSixV2DZvzUobJ4vzHD910G4h2Pfw-62Qaurbaa_d7Lj2AuOSoEH9Z1WuXgca4uszMD6njFFSxYD25h-rXTyeUf6RQRQjj_OhLSzD4yPVDXW3U4/s1600-h/PC218206.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTlZCWeKNB9L0OJ2pi5zpniev8h5-tSixV2DZvzUobJ4vzHD910G4h2Pfw-62Qaurbaa_d7Lj2AuOSoEH9Z1WuXgca4uszMD6njFFSxYD25h-rXTyeUf6RQRQjj_OhLSzD4yPVDXW3U4/s320/PC218206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611913891262226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Mimi is a funny Serbian guy working with the church in Niksic<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvG5ddq2rS_LEXGaj4n-Lxt3y9pb8f0ARk3d2eYDO1K95u0WbqJaXJlqzFcZIEdh_RAMSvCwkE796l2JGqmPr63cLLn4s_CmL3uLXokjbXjqhAwrxA9paI9_DbIKQwIld-ZgMWVNKg3M/s1600-h/PC218214.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvG5ddq2rS_LEXGaj4n-Lxt3y9pb8f0ARk3d2eYDO1K95u0WbqJaXJlqzFcZIEdh_RAMSvCwkE796l2JGqmPr63cLLn4s_CmL3uLXokjbXjqhAwrxA9paI9_DbIKQwIld-ZgMWVNKg3M/s320/PC218214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611918186229538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Mileva is a EUS student which for the moment is living in Niksic<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylKhmnFvfbzEfMbt7efHdjMJCEyxq-u9ttrk0_mlC0TtgEgHYF9hskUN1o6xFzuLk26HXnDKwqQ1DQnBxJEqHbZ6nVVaybQHt7ySUwIvYSKH7c4exnvkZLEsDN4VNrtmrklvWJjy6S44/s1600-h/PC218242.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylKhmnFvfbzEfMbt7efHdjMJCEyxq-u9ttrk0_mlC0TtgEgHYF9hskUN1o6xFzuLk26HXnDKwqQ1DQnBxJEqHbZ6nVVaybQHt7ySUwIvYSKH7c4exnvkZLEsDN4VNrtmrklvWJjy6S44/s320/PC218242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611922481196850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">At Marija and Buba's family's place. Marija is in Bergen now as a Hald student.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOsYmweer9r2WXz3NqIoBsUDbedMjInnT7aDtf7s25Yea8FoZ_VZQNNXh4E2aVRe-42tlfy5u8yb6zPsXkxcv2YR4d_gG86k2pZI-1152M2Lln21nfy2h2oYaSgCee3TZknS7t5eTtmro/s1600-h/PC218254.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOsYmweer9r2WXz3NqIoBsUDbedMjInnT7aDtf7s25Yea8FoZ_VZQNNXh4E2aVRe-42tlfy5u8yb6zPsXkxcv2YR4d_gG86k2pZI-1152M2Lln21nfy2h2oYaSgCee3TZknS7t5eTtmro/s320/PC218254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611922481196866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Ivan<br /><br /></span></div>We had a great time there and met a lot of great people. We also got the opportunity to attend a youth meeting (the average age was probably around 24, but they still call it youth meetings) in church and also to visit an american family living there and working with the church in Nikšić. During the Sunday service in church there where some visitors, and once again we got the opportunity to meet Vladimir and the team from Samaritans Purse. And once again we said our final goodbyes.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xDu7xQvfsTbk1RZx5cXLncAdv4oE1pyHyPfU-2nXBrGIEbp4XcV4lAVLkMQb2SwqC3mGNSypW8iN0x8UcqiihHxDEfUBM2xgrHtU-c3vzJKNz0RG1J8yeFdvXwLQL75gUm4b4n_IHME/s1600-h/PC228262.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xDu7xQvfsTbk1RZx5cXLncAdv4oE1pyHyPfU-2nXBrGIEbp4XcV4lAVLkMQb2SwqC3mGNSypW8iN0x8UcqiihHxDEfUBM2xgrHtU-c3vzJKNz0RG1J8yeFdvXwLQL75gUm4b4n_IHME/s320/PC228262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149611926776164178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stonehenge Niksic</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6W7TlPRoqp8ZBef2wFCq8oKRhgXaQpiEJitDDjKlnRfUOjjG8tVP_hhUyN3eRZ6hUmpmNXx7NPlkyFuQ7MiA4tHNTmWVbwZVtWMsbOXRyNCl3uWueQROaz-zuxL2ljrES4fu3z6jXhE/s1600-h/PC228263.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6W7TlPRoqp8ZBef2wFCq8oKRhgXaQpiEJitDDjKlnRfUOjjG8tVP_hhUyN3eRZ6hUmpmNXx7NPlkyFuQ7MiA4tHNTmWVbwZVtWMsbOXRyNCl3uWueQROaz-zuxL2ljrES4fu3z6jXhE/s320/PC228263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613670532886370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A woodpecker in the Niksic forrest</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNP5DcY_yuzfTJekwwTFOzft3oHJmN9ivr28ep5oUkoT19Rec0EefQQbXd5pY1Xl3h6rptOwRux5idTjol0xv9BJUp85LJQ4AXFBIXVciujjdC0rluXvE6Ts4b50OaDxG5EsYB0dpsE0/s1600-h/PC228267.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNP5DcY_yuzfTJekwwTFOzft3oHJmN9ivr28ep5oUkoT19Rec0EefQQbXd5pY1Xl3h6rptOwRux5idTjol0xv9BJUp85LJQ4AXFBIXVciujjdC0rluXvE6Ts4b50OaDxG5EsYB0dpsE0/s320/PC228267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613674827853682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Martina (Danijel's girlfriend) is "obstructing "the view of Niksic</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZja30uYJc22PPgiJL4M8QYe7tdumnfoP0DsZd63-LSpa1ZyCMkgWd7VH8wmzfSOUqxN__1ygxgLADy75CbYSMUtjRM7GyB657Jy6AB3ws39PxXiCRgFWmiCLafjyw06UmGeQdK6Dn9A/s1600-h/PC228282.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZja30uYJc22PPgiJL4M8QYe7tdumnfoP0DsZd63-LSpa1ZyCMkgWd7VH8wmzfSOUqxN__1ygxgLADy75CbYSMUtjRM7GyB657Jy6AB3ws39PxXiCRgFWmiCLafjyw06UmGeQdK6Dn9A/s320/PC228282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613687712755586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Me and some girl at a cafe<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoY9jRL3pmw28h257_rN4fgADDeKo6be18atQMgoFfJbr1GF5urye3zvS-GhbsqPYAYV9ZlYSum4azGalyQDi5RrvpDa4q1bcJRaH2ejhNekwPzqdlZK3aB2siiTh4AE5P1RVMbqY4-R0/s1600-h/PC228296.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoY9jRL3pmw28h257_rN4fgADDeKo6be18atQMgoFfJbr1GF5urye3zvS-GhbsqPYAYV9ZlYSum4azGalyQDi5RrvpDa4q1bcJRaH2ejhNekwPzqdlZK3aB2siiTh4AE5P1RVMbqY4-R0/s320/PC228296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613692007722898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Peter and Goran<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJkKM2uNcMu2pBlO99QI2CdvXEMpejqtGetoGxrYTiF-lt7LEk8eMBS63UqEaPGTyPixTF_h1vlyCAvRKIoOpQ85VuTvXrC6flbd9FMis76rAe205oAMFadJrn1VlfXnbkH-3dx9DP2s4/s1600-h/PC228396.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJkKM2uNcMu2pBlO99QI2CdvXEMpejqtGetoGxrYTiF-lt7LEk8eMBS63UqEaPGTyPixTF_h1vlyCAvRKIoOpQ85VuTvXrC6flbd9FMis76rAe205oAMFadJrn1VlfXnbkH-3dx9DP2s4/s320/PC228396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149613704892624802" border="0" /></a>Amy - the daughter of the American pastor<br /><br /></div>In the Sunday evening (23. December) a change of plans occurred (not very suprising) and we ended up leaving earlier for Podgorica to attend the church service there, and yet again we got the opportunity to meet and say goodbye to Vladimir and the team! After the service we took the night train back to Belgrade. We finally arrived around 8 o'clock in the morning of Christmas Eve. All over I had a really great, but busy week!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQjdsBG_lV8hmuZIpWvq4arlEYuFmnzCUuwykq1nzDAhxZkyv5xGb9V1xN98n4e32xoh-FJmdkcPhWbzHd4mVRZLilL4yH7y8o-IoQMrKmbuS_VAEQJeUTpJaKGASVybBmkWCmPIEtJo/s1600-h/PC208025.jpg"><br /></a>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-40902523514934109962007-12-04T01:03:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:50.968+01:00Birthdayparty and AIDS-day (og den internasjonale røykvarslerdagen)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUhsQM3fv6dCBCz9fzeFncMlTNNB1R4M_kZj73VmizqSX_7cUpgshBKd4Ioz_8EXzDJAqsQzYfat31KIi5odYMxK9e8RDkfBobfGjYTyihlj1qChvU-o3t1Vei4v52lkfHvwhU7JtRa-8/s1600-r/PC017379.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3HRzOQhNAYihVq-LvfYhKDpeSJ1DgXE0eh5bZUYv-4Nuhp5AehPzBeXNA1s_0AwDb_0NCKGzKyQ_z3oF6TBHgg1zi49b6W95ptrfglBhKbA99JIFly4Hx8xWxjTINp6FJNNxVmMn43o8/s320/PC017379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139909159281598466" border="0" /></a>1. December is the international day of AIDS and also the day of the firealarms (I'm actually not quite sure if this event is only Norwegian or if its also international). It so happens that on the 1. December 1935 Woody Allen was born in New York, its also a fact that on 1. December in the small Norwegian city called Stavanger in the year of 1982 a little baby was born 1 month early. As a matter of fact that "little" boy is now 25 years and lives in Serbia. And such an event demands a celebration!<br /><br />I had a great party with a lot of people. We were around 20 people. I had expected more than 30 to come, but this is Serbia and apparently "I'm definitely coming!" doesn't mean the same here as in Norway. But no worries, I have leftovers for half a month! We had two pigs, more than 50 litres of drinks (didn't know how I calculated that), 5 cakes, ice cream and a mountain of snacks.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgYd69qjOaeg0CpW8XOIIgLKnnbtzZybb4xJWlZVtWGroCiHyWgVoxymmQ0QWn3O4nZa9_0CpC0z4ac3yc2XeKwNptpYBUgpyjK6NWEnW_eQrFsEHmejp8sKdYQjVNLH3fkXXmseoWC8/s1600-r/PC017381.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyQwevlEdTuJfFGcIlh1vXaiZavqAphdyq1MbgajWNQyPwQYI6rzJhlUOhJW-DX5Zqt1Epxm5HnOl9UHhUGm3f0FyfyL6hmZpLjzdJ1vTLwMoWLFWRB1Je__dYR8JuTuxFmWu7mx02Hy4/s320/PC017381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139909167871533074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_5mDW7L9u_D8t4RRd6FAp2SqGup1ahiZ0JRArw5yPC6XwipOtY45DbI829HpMVhKAGEWVuWhSX1el4OYAFFkd_l4c2SBkAeL8A43gi6qYOJIU-cE4RL1Uo_pLCh0mBu_taMYIUVXRdA/s1600-r/PC017382.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxPKuUhdwrIctEFys5SuQriX410yJ1mGg0-IgWTq5BeJfhcNe8StlzbEPicNLl7u1ImoahvCTUkbew4Fy0b1bpsR5tqohV3FaAK9Axeldk9Pw3FycNGjQ_mqJJUZi7_UhJVDJs_prrx64/s320/PC017382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139909172166500386" border="0" /></a>There were a variety of nations represented. One from China, three from USA, one from Angola, four from Norway and Serbia. If we count origin like they do here, we also had Greece, Macedonia, Croatia, Bosnia and probably Monte Negro. Hope I didn't forget any.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQkhke_5hbthIbyAWpgRgC6-U6no0SpGY49DaXkaKEM-YBHtW7GFwsb1qpkJBy6C_Pzwn-1E0kEnw4T_7jg30Qa3V53lsPUi2SvWq3F-6vOtlIh4UpI5dhq3LDMr8PT66kxl5XnQp01lw/s1600-r/PC027389.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAdKynkfzL15OmaNSE96GwUTIN0C1pZqK8sMH1HyJDXg2WqcFM3NlnMF6uozRZOMooDifq4Kde1rdO9F6xksZn_UFToXhS3tpDXqJ9alrS6oEIVtwWdr3oVLm2wlipXeUvkJKGmeCm7Q/s320/PC027389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139909176461467698" border="0" /></a>Like mentioned earlier, we had two pigs.<br /><br />2.dec. I set a personal record I talked on Skype with Asbjørn (my flatmate from Bergen) for about 2 hours and 20 minutes. It was really great talking to him. He sent me a picture from his new job and I'm realizing that I miss the Norwegian stone, mountains, tunnels and machines.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT0DeYYQgfPj8vursqEP7FfBCLC91owEzoLekAPblA7RHcdEhc3Za0ugvXwMAxBdXLubWo9dd9aU7XBj7ixj-hDf7Yf5-_2MQY8d66jErPxCYjsI0oChDzpdFDatxdHorJmPLLMQVpS7U/s1600-r/27-28+nov+ravnehei+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjxqCSjGpm9SNuMQXUJkU5pCnSawjnf_tHRKFjm_ZueMIJTXAVrAXe61UMRE59FblSHAwlF88nNqyxpXJ3oxBiuN_kx-GiqhyphenhyphenxK2etau_WNOqXPdQ5h84Ut2XBFMxNNS0H4Ob_rz0-AI4/s320/27-28+nov+ravnehei+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139909176461467714" border="0" /></a>There is a lot of beautiful Norwegian stone on this picture! Look at the quality! With this kinda stone there is almost no need for artificial support. Let's hope Asbjørn doesn't listen too much to my geology knowledge and miscalculates something.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-74650089681961471132007-12-03T14:31:00.001+01:002008-11-15T11:59:55.864+01:00Butcher for a day (some pictures might be disturbing)This Friday me and Danijel went to the village Sefkerin again. A small village, maybe 30 km from where I live. Danijel's cousin Goran lives in this village. Here he has a farm together with his family. The tree guys doing most of the work is Goran, Tata (father) and Deda (Grandfather, this is the name all old men in Serbia get).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBC9DGsDU-jtK8X1Tarhjo1nROA01vqV2U4qAfOTCvyXF4rpF1HptA6nxrud39Qqp0GynFY3yyCsHDzsKR-rjOO6MXiFAgiLJHWGQzYYvzJP0gbVNpzDvO9Y-lUNwXLgr1fyytHHOvT8Q/s1600-r/PB307179.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_g8D6_6QReHVC3_Fw1gOshZHTS3omhUj7ouvUSxULlk95GLfl68e6wf8zR_6s2IyaUd3p7BsP3UZIcDEDTFxkXjpNHuegG8wNFxDt1da0U2PshNXlvYRB_gHWmTtMTwtI55BZowU7gQ/s320/PB307179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739078576676466" border="0" /></a> Deda and Baba (grandmother). To put old people in an institution is considered an offense. When we arrived at the farm around 1045 Friday morning, Tata and Deda had already consumed a lot of Rakija (Serbian liquor) and they where in a particularly good mood. Deda (whom I never met before) greeted me with tree solid kisses on my cheeks, the Serbian traditional greeting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYKwoGft2m4A13H0eJK9Lg9eXFUV-OD-jSWjOpOPbFWe7Goiiyd-B_Vw6073oNEVBgJXn8wXenxIXFQU3B1evYHhWrHBqgsKXAusdcsVV0lMaucOnMgo06sphrl9IiTSS1gMju-8WOcaM/s1600-r/PB307272.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIvadVwdL3zUlhrQuac2nUSyaboOzviV2L-WHVOTFdk8V5vnM8wXMRYNJTmwnMoSoGB3f9nozDGyH31JEDfMoMPFl0Vn_TwV1wmAytVk6glEl2-zLDYYuLdFpojXRR33PFz1B6Cz-PUcI/s320/PB307272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741771521171298" border="0" /></a>Most of the animals on the farm is walking around rather freely. The hens like to stay in the hay. Where most of the dogs also stays (I think there were about 5 dogs).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHdz0BhLE7td4AuVRY2PqQC1z5J312Pqu6jBUArcB8WZnenZAVS5xMsLHLKwCU5L-maa28x_2sHlpnW40CNKB549w1GOuhLykf81Y1ZI1JzFyk133JFlHzQP5gYmLdjgFZUd2Sh9gB_A/s1600-r/PB307245.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieo_Usbo4-G22El4IKAaC_-n3tAGNyoPsfVKTBoFfWgUvYK4Qx38LVQTbvQRzDNnE_dHyPVkGxT2H_Hcz3H06JjgHLHoSKJGHfhJBTQWeKb1FAv8rTvse4KyAfimASnTpJ90cF9h-KYc0/s320/PB307245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741221765357346" border="0" /></a>There is a decent amount of mud in the yard, but that doesn't stop no hen from doing his daily exercise.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtN_FV3yzZCB_AzOVYXwjMn9r_qGLErbxWl6wSwebyUkGc4vQQmxkMNhsUe_xvVU_PfhcIkQdebxRo8haMeOUbz8IxTP7juVJtxdNcBuLEO2hC9iB9vnSk3YvTZ4O2e95pceP7LC5Hg8/s1600-r/PB307336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66u4mWs6Z4zQZ5Ng79VeDD12mFMryQgi59vspyVujRixRgk3vKiuIqr9-aQ-6RYAAdYEysocTZ00l1O_Cjxb_XpvOeanLo3AUBF9_MaoqARk-BTREiHH20TzIh8aCej4_HTXuuegQ4rY/s320/PB307336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139742720708943794" border="0" /></a>The cats were watching us most of the time. Its amazing which places they manage to get to.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii1Ge_T08pctrHGYhz128U31bNUzYiCV7bMCvZqFK4s4Qgsma8oQy_Dc1Z6tCaviVeQq7JAHsFcKgYH_z0zg7wO0UIRwChvX9pPGxtWJkujeajhXZy6jj3VSQYRocgnPEuHNJEalRA6Uw/s1600-r/PB307192.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLjPmz_x5fc_x83IvVnSQTWibOGdwOKFPeOysV53KI_49DI66ycm6jowOR70vEosCvnuK1_J16bmre3c7ePlsxpwfmn2E3_qruWQo_gylyydWMSGjetAp_EoDblEQfhr1iKvBXjwdOII/s320/PB307192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739082871643778" border="0" /></a>One of the buildings on the farm. Second floor is full of corn. The yard behind the building on the right is where it happened.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHhvirI1zvLKs8YEsscaeCiIFzx4dHj7RKHDWP9_PbH-n8rjFTLSFvYUMqtAqPn1VUJSHlxWGyZtfAOhtWz4zPXPh7FeUUk-yqiwqjLx4qTbDfaVqcZo-pVF7yKSc2YsyvBSPZd4D9J7E/s1600-r/PB307194.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmRlOUeQbnplSJvM-WINlKU8ptr3Zt4ovj2s6UhNEen_l4WRL99z9BMtb1vtGx7MZuYimb4zMxrTJ8GKwO6R5B0MCYWbwPxdmdbMnaZbYx_CCb6mubfbvLWHj4_9y-VGnLIGgk6argJEk/s320/PB307194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739082871643794" border="0" /></a>Danijel has attended or viewed this kinda work since he was a kid.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihZnzlOPcViS0FPcpVoOBAev15Rp35R-sq8o0aPXZ4zmbiwhnqU9x5Xv7fbUYJP8-SRRZPg2E-0i_lENC4OaLtC8F6jixNCIAANnMv-xi-wNFw0OPY56_1BRmJ5Vv2Tj88zwj7omr1dEw/s1600-r/PB307199.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3OeTGjsJoyCP6MOOXfcegnIHAjZdoK4ASP4rM_DrVZ6P4uPlxyuzWoKJaBQUPZh5KcWdBRsAwNB8TPi3oBXYR-6GfTnP3vTNydATIq2SvAy2-dY-BO3ho8VNtrmKLhFQ6Zu_qgwd0_u4/s320/PB307199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739087166611106" border="0" /></a>For me it was the first time. Take notice of my T-shirt for the Norwegian peace core (Fredskorpset) which I'm representing in Serbia.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxVUwjcOYzMPjC_hVO6tdMQTJ_JlTll9jsZx6aPyZcV1wFCPIRgx2Ce9xUYKPI9HoDJPp6XiPAoutVfgrvDcQfG9oty8b0ARmONo2M_ZedXeeM873J_0nnu37hpY9pu9KwL47Eqqnql8/s1600-r/PB307203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwBH2NG4VlmlXV4Lqro-Jf8xW2Rgj5jugsCMLz7d8nz3GZYiFY5BG3vSrj7k0i4wuDFIRc2svP6LONJ83xFFfB32-iF-I33OtNKLGW8XktTA1oXVmoKc-0iRetBQlNdb9hpcSQr0_2n38/s320/PB307203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739087166611122" border="0" /></a>Goran, the main guy with his tools on the table. Goran attended a bible school some years a go, and is often seen preaching in different churches around in the area. But that doesn't make any difference from his occupation. Once a farmer, always a farmer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2XbN_5JSqWG1tpUHivv92D1uJq71tepveTD-1q58kE1aOqnTNfXegLdeUPVWPn8d1qQnldpgc97t_BGddgI5bUmnoC_3WFo9IpUBkY3gIiX0-tZA21McQnENFcV4zl8h0szXOEX6mak/s1600-r/PB307207.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZCN1KntayepX4EoDM6MrARonVZXG7SsPzKRDGkg9tgYsEORkzoyq1553qRJDoqhA6qSZ3_ZseWEB25YhhwA-V2tpi9vl3rfTDh1aoVwBTto0RrFcqe9OjAEbswS5eV3YBlfUF42TnuVM/s320/PB307207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739538138177218" border="0" /></a>Tata got a pig after we had discussed what kinda size we where looking for. I was trying to tell that all of this action would stress the pig and the muscles would be filled with adrenalin which makes the taste worse, but my words seemed to be some of the funniest and most crazy thing they had heard for a while.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDrpkXsLfvcEgTYPGuXUQ8iTx3GzeuLP09uuFqfVMCvfj0MZ656GnPEMhOQX3jtTbDebbzmK6k0vMwZrQgu3An7yz97tq2I1rnAIRVmuzciYlNpzo6_gZqH6CGvsfLXw1ZBsXZBr58hg/s1600-r/PB307310.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb8A4FJWyVZMCr5qquj6mSSDrrSYBJrco1BDoTYoLo2kDGoEPnKPTo0_ilpBL-dAZFDyLHX2iiHaAynzr0x-K4A3HMyj4nce7360l19ecCol4ISB4J74AKgeHqdpwL5AnqerXg8ObKkJk/s320/PB307310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741784406073234" border="0" /></a>First we have to weight the pig to figure out if it is the size I need and the price of the pig.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0x1J62d2Z2sOVWDXdK0dOyL09bhRrFkbi8f6pjniHtwbMs9PAIVxY5EwuLf89RAceMvbnCDzGpjACW4N5VXxYuToInDJXv14uLcaZsLcBeYUsEaiN0pl0dR_RYFxwYbBTi2U8tkpVXNc/s1600-r/PB307209.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLjhdebC4hoTs1eauQcAh4Hw35ec22x7lu5i4MoFKRmb3NrgvRWgu2l4C5SH0awWtnIT28Zru8HiVZ-Ak0NNuXa9iUaSSnBPqgFsJK6Gtq6wbNQWT7NSuqMjl4as91SzU923GhLh4jkjk/s320/PB307209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739542433144530" border="0" /></a>Goran, Deda and Tata are trying to agree about the weight of the pig in the bag. It was screaming a lot and not very quiet by the way.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjunT3_9GYJPCHpHzdB3bm5QWO7OvjHRfw8cIuQXRcVYw8PC6XRLDnSG58v9kk1zcMEgts41e1szo5pn4_-7B9B-80WqT1BClRkcOdOSdimrYGbjxKT2KdoUBDetsFot2eFfgSO8x063-4/s1600-r/PB307317.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ43T_GGmR4h0AYRXnbhX_nn2Jyqn53f9fieQ4ugSdwFEXHjDuXiXU9x40KlqA_41yTLVdn2WCYfo5blaCBEhvAXhqM3o0Fl0k5kkd2ufLuIqcByJVTLKBAu0v89Y9Vi5Sl58mulZDB2E/s320/PB307317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741788701040546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span>The chosen one... I've decided to not put pictures of the execution it self, but I will describe how it goes. I was a little bit excited in front of this event, and I didn't know what to expect. The pig was conscious all the time. It was held upside down, and Goran put a small knife in the throat and cut some major vein. The blood where flooding out for about 10 seconds before the pig fell silent.<br /><br />Some might wonder how people can treat animals like this, but like Danijel told me. First we need to take care of the people in our country, before we start worrying about how to treat animals.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;" ><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span><a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinDUYwdAS5qEAQcXAXVTleokqKFbZArPR2kjS3RI7AyX0d5pQBK7TGhOFpOiEZyXLGhifwuxvaoIStc2qhDAvrUVs3I5pJEWk_5Xd0pLpOtjK6j6SQ413c6eU8wPPwyKUgIzkwwEpALJk/s1600-r/PB307243.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_8Lv-iqQay5UFc4N0v3l7QUxNhtVQ3WMGWfD-_41lK9XRauc71_1JWPiLP1NE_FdVVbtB57mdwg5TyrJrrkiKB4gY1LYp9gmq0ME_vEFJ5zVLpDB2Rslv_xNdsdLM6AFrUxAd4AkXGXU/s320/PB307243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741217470390034" border="0" /></a>The hens and dogs were enjoying the fresh blood on the ground.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRDEnOy6vitHpvcuSvhvYygBEqr0hnupGEEN29JRcQxUOf4JgtbINYyCsRJyCGJf0GoFbjGdl8aurCSQpNqG6m-gn__QHJoXChCl4jYeLOcQ_ICAtHD7V5jGbJheQ21oWZ9RKqbRsPoFg/s1600-r/PB307225.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHoiANNJiX5Qh8iblCTpJ8Y45M00xuYms_kT9KpfAnfW1ZVMlCTY7oQXZ2cvIXiTjmMC8HA7ee7FRWxwBYgro2rJKFRPaspW0DU_vS78f9TQvV1NvNEXZDZg8-3G3-5zOKFQtk1u4dxSw/s320/PB307225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739551023079154" border="0" /></a>Next step is to get all the hair of the skin. You put the pig in boiling water and the outer skin starts falling of.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRD1AZrR3Vm8dKoEvZe28EsEL3H_6zXl9yH5wmPxkHMh-ei5V43MrRKQ2lIKnd2L5YJyzT2WUeHRf7L9ztQRYdCFV34PoyIlcX3kXNmfNPPCq3xW5kpRtSilDaPOe-OS3kBLM459QyfWQ/s1600-r/PB307233.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXe0HPBWt7T6fsrJ500HarEkZzUQucbG_fOcHMgghhXdTTwCDGOnt1MOIWl42xgXvKAZoM01Yo3bz9MVqz-ImyaEjKJ6zg_pqjULIbXhTbXSYKh6GKlLjbfV1n4J_elnofy4yXRxYyVk/s320/PB307233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139739555318046466" border="0" /></a>You have to scratch of what you can very fast. For this work we use hands, knifes and spoons.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja6EPd_09ryxZBjxfhCf79eZboXY27yLXI-quZmnBbnCdhITUunU55lzyrkdIDGd9nAKxeUdTWyYrDNo_wLmL09zMvYEdCM80DxJMTmgGogSCcmn05M8MKpcTTfwBx0UQP_soBkMJerAA/s1600-r/PB307246.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ82d8Z-OQHEc-8EQ2yWF35KEeMLaoZnQnREqK-bUvXgqNuNbKAjosvSrToAAEXZG1-7VrEC5kxo3vflzw0ysjTtQmpbjbP9GtKaG8LV3m03-xuvOL-sJi9Dmc6zg6lP5cLgOs5OCABNI/s320/PB307246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741230355291954" border="0" /></a>While the rest of us were working Deda made himself a whip, just to show us how good it could be when it was really long. Remember that he had himself some Rakija this morning. On one occasion he actually managed to whip of his hat, and most of the times he didn't even manage to produce a sound... But he was a really cool guy anyway.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQMkuowasWdxfqA3jiLNVzTDPf172g0YS32yPvEe6-v4xh5aZF5DWP_bB-Lus2paluf0Gnh1StOgjDxdP0wxKiAfmTTD4rUdMIKO3xEXbTGg9WfrxngmJbiCv4pE7gXYDiEsXhJevWcI/s1600-r/PB307269.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf5mQehuNcRDfGP0gAEsgNExNyaAqEbfFOBDhGdnpEVVu4WQXmDQOG_ettoEQu7iZem7Va4nhyphenhyphenkdSErLf2u2HFK_F6DUs33NgQ1OnbDeG4GXVsRYkd42WkVx6znL-QmoUBbgrMOvTE0Zw/s320/PB307269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741243240193874" border="0" /></a>Danijel took himself a break and played with the dogs for some minutes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3yslD7bp90dWNeqAcJW41yCQtHwRJswjgFEWAohBV8P4Q5QqdALUyLFnyyZCWX2E2H8p9rY61Pi3eqEmV8iTGU5ijOq-bHEiK-SYJ6vs9sw99u8Ol8j8OxyFlY05ApdWt25qwy-Qy_-0/s1600-r/PB307266.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOujEwB217bb6PFxQoO7jlWxKOG-F6e0SkhewAe7Ggifu-gF_ziVyjtO_WxYLgU79nkNUWgSM39Wu6ziBgpiIggg8HUR_9ve2gF-jyV2lGW1bY0tkFTvCJMz1Uv3H5gCD17Al6OxADNYk/s320/PB307266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741238945226562" border="0" /></a>After taking of hair with hot water there are still some leftovers. They have to be burned away.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSKOy-Zsq81DVzONrjIpNPtloLwGZ3LVEamYEWjlu-T8gkPc7lSoosZujzZ3T0oR66XGMBdrJb0ctqIKbKnvfgPoMj8lHEiZUO7w9wAqtWzoycXf4YBtMV6ueTbJhIJ2a_iStaBbi6f30/s1600-r/PB307292.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTHBz_WXH5sQGmMnmIeCkOAZF_JWgSjkWLCPoB9kpsz4Fnvnr_Z-vABjnhxyGPgpo5Y4898L7I4TFGkXLeXmCCbKDFhfYyehJvqVL5ZIg9QoMMukUAA7mZLWhyO8jOBiqL9ehjXmXeJFo/s320/PB307292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741771521171314" border="0" /></a>This is the result after burning all the hair away. Soon this pig is ready for roasting. But one important step is left. Not everything inside a pig is eatable, so some have to go.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPkkZQESpY1dsrQlJDzVfG50iKS_CL1oiSSYMFQgJTOudTeeuYL_6rhm_9JT9HtFFEsFXZCaGpbgKZ0T4NeVJJB81wvnFFszETDHr8qlfBPsUt-6UwqxelHHCGSiQxjdCose4PjIIgPc/s1600-r/PB307305.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMTomYJY2En2FMXFDoTQdgzTkVwYLSwjp6CAuhwHJNoLnokUU7xZq6KmVAf-UEWiTqCO_TkhPTKV1MW7HiWWnCd65D_g_nuPby_uJZk5rLp4MoIenz87hy8dFO77xu7O7xJpS1lJtqig/s320/PB307305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139741780111105922" border="0" /></a>Testrils, kidneys, heart, lungs and other internal organs have to leave the body.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTqffcUxUsEDKFHkwSCKR1kuK_hdElt8xGox1LUvSnD_-cij5d8F2jNcky-LNB1p_5sgGD_hxgbZUv4IhEXX5nMCO_rsLE9Z0h5X-bQaP2AMBD0AKMriK_DLqzInl3hNUEBsRfog4LICI/s1600-r/PB307363.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIonW-tlBTf89sjn4YbDf8-Le6zviaNKXCcwN_3ouwTN-zTUXijx2K1w9-5A-VOmQLZBc7lKiAKap6WyNKu8S5vDHmxThHUNjzRt4F4ot_Pm-rh0rkAJ3ppbDZltfA0MompSfHxKUSJ2k/s320/PB307363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139742733593845714" border="0" /></a>And then we have to clean it well to get all dirt and leftovers away.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjbnVKLEYYITNaudKNSR1mK3lleqLffCi-HodEYgJ32yyvi1DRCTInh3ma5xij1ZAdf877rQdFdJ313hjzqC5Du2fj1DQEfWt3MbmuRDVOIPSeHPZqSSbJRASOtQ8GKppvk71-a6jk-Y/s1600-r/PB307351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9tZvAaVqos2HNAlSM2fu_LcouSmXqGp-f0ApUBLxQHqLVWIPDkdfzPPCqqPK4QGaLiogsVl-MM2UmAgfWNZjIPzCh3q_8eu-9E-Yb2KyDvJ6sQVNazajjHnWtyjm4iI5DoA7sqx7PDQE/s320/PB307351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139742725003911106" border="0" /></a>And then the pig has to dry up. We slaughtered two pigs that morning.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqlGSi0hgtJlNEADcIh6XzDILoH6F2Js8kE4NnSN7vq_HYX0UUFQlmpwv8dNGEKErnh5uL5EHzH0r9F__xMT-xAB4NQT8EMzIO4zIp10FCMgSIeiH3bUugES6wAGwOzWGhLwn63KllVJY/s1600-r/PB307370.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNt9vkQrlhrXVUM7fopfuZSgGAsia_6vzFL3rVZlm7DDj8OBTq9QhFK7yfEN0VjU3N4i_fJv-nrQJNmTjcLZvFYU2__ZFXHPhy3J_ihyphenhypheng4F5azN20dDY0BTo_SdB9zgP8dGY6P8esxBV8/s320/PB307370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139742746478747618" border="0" /></a>Then we took the bus back to Pančevo. During the ride we played the famous game "Guess how many pigs I have in my backpack".<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI6dneR_NjB0FWn5wvEJ1fFJRZF_4ueY_d32_9tzyoC9vz3Hr22IQ4yRvB8UbjXUOt4LT796MyiLsA-Q6nEs5fSFE3kQIm01VS5unfzKOSeeNFHSMIgrTv4jZWiKUBL-RFV1KMRcvEXzM/s1600-r/PC017373.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Z9u5i9OdJMxNXeFhkq1VJk2GxW4aeya5o2kiR0KktqOdo7KTlWaEUBIKtBrgpXG0VrbAlN0B2a7MMzm99ReMrylOvq-sPo9BcobHbxs8Uc3ao9sbP9rwQLSeE1igpElNkCK8UE158qk/s320/PC017373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139742750773714930" border="0" /></a> Then we went straight to this guy who roasted the pigs. One was roasted whole, and the other rolled into some kinda big sausage without bones. Soon we were ready for celebrating!Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-52134056131486861512007-11-28T10:41:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:57.405+01:00Meeting peopleI've been meeting with a lot of different people lately. Last week Samuil introduced me to the Serbian minister of Sports and youth. I was quite surprised when she started speaking fluent Norwegian. It turned out she used to work for the Serbian Embassy in Oslo for 4 years. I also met the leader of a pretty big Serbian political party.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA6nTLa6BL7vLvkpwr1JYjnNTZw3BoGNQD4OjtvaWtz32eaJj8_kckeHoqEtUpxU1xS3nfZtxntlmby8m-ZLIlrEFOkkRW1UdvW7ZoJ75EMry3_WMQLE7ETwKPCN1BSw-JuEpZ079tHRw/s1600-h/PA154712.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA6nTLa6BL7vLvkpwr1JYjnNTZw3BoGNQD4OjtvaWtz32eaJj8_kckeHoqEtUpxU1xS3nfZtxntlmby8m-ZLIlrEFOkkRW1UdvW7ZoJ75EMry3_WMQLE7ETwKPCN1BSw-JuEpZ079tHRw/s320/PA154712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138409590321475906" border="0" /></a><br />Friday we had a meeting with Telenor Serbia. We met with a Norwegian employee and discussed their experiences working in Serbian culture. It was very interesting and I have decided to write my first paper about leadership and organization in Serbian culture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4NjYZFPPAVJVoX4HjUVnnIafdfIEOHfNOGpOiZbOe1uqIsmSCn74Sc9QEWcS9qPxkOqLPOgylbvx7mZS_GHZiogk6Y-EVJDYiMCTG9NDnHQxqjQ6rOCyZaHeg1AvLrJq8GvpmhGm3xc/s1600-h/PB277017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4NjYZFPPAVJVoX4HjUVnnIafdfIEOHfNOGpOiZbOe1uqIsmSCn74Sc9QEWcS9qPxkOqLPOgylbvx7mZS_GHZiogk6Y-EVJDYiMCTG9NDnHQxqjQ6rOCyZaHeg1AvLrJq8GvpmhGm3xc/s320/PB277017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138409598911410514" border="0" /></a>Me and Stine went to Novi Sad (A big city 80 km north of Belgrade) Tuesday to Wednesday. On the way there I stopped in the village Nova Pazova. A medium sized village.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8MM2KkrIbFPXKsVfxoxD4IIO9JtLl2SdapSK2g9b5jzg5E5uqZyUFCPI4YfU3rWxgQCLR1RCqPcQbciP8rRlGe4rwp6LmtWRNxX4I0i2qghFaBZW1V5CPUbry-wWDA9QZHEVEAD1Z6AQ/s1600-h/PB277025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8MM2KkrIbFPXKsVfxoxD4IIO9JtLl2SdapSK2g9b5jzg5E5uqZyUFCPI4YfU3rWxgQCLR1RCqPcQbciP8rRlGe4rwp6LmtWRNxX4I0i2qghFaBZW1V5CPUbry-wWDA9QZHEVEAD1Z6AQ/s320/PB277025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138409611796312418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixYajRY2Eusrycmpzp7VPg4MmyKWJHRW9MI87SiU3UHVrYCvSj9fV2zsL_ZSJD-sb-hcR6jP0a0l1dk1mX5jOTu8EwF5yFgG11ORejprYC4IHsgFhIef6Gbd6k6M96-uXUmd-WJOBxyLY/s1600-h/PB277115.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixYajRY2Eusrycmpzp7VPg4MmyKWJHRW9MI87SiU3UHVrYCvSj9fV2zsL_ZSJD-sb-hcR6jP0a0l1dk1mX5jOTu8EwF5yFgG11ORejprYC4IHsgFhIef6Gbd6k6M96-uXUmd-WJOBxyLY/s320/PB277115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138411312603361682" border="0" /></a><br />Yesterday we met a guy playing handball in first league in Serbia, he was 2m and 4cm tall! He was hoping to make some contract with a Norwegian club one day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNj1Pwqtg-n4YOoG6Rma_lqjGz_qkKGlHm81YofmdNmfY5J6O684rr3oyOXqf8i9GcYdyH1wxuHm_S4R5wDFMyDWpf_x2vijC0NwEdAhnkdezpqtgcMyTP7RaCSwTlBxY3Aacz0OhSyo/s1600-h/PB277135.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNj1Pwqtg-n4YOoG6Rma_lqjGz_qkKGlHm81YofmdNmfY5J6O684rr3oyOXqf8i9GcYdyH1wxuHm_S4R5wDFMyDWpf_x2vijC0NwEdAhnkdezpqtgcMyTP7RaCSwTlBxY3Aacz0OhSyo/s320/PB277135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138411342668132770" border="0" /></a>The guy in the blue shirt is the guy we met.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhecn5bvwV1-thPxm7DEXTfih2-GwxrKZHGh9jWPpwgaXjSAGZNU3jJbdsRt52kDAYiaRORWnihT0264FiumLx4Yv5GhJZsrqK2vjG7y0MS4hoJ7R5DSl0wY_CA0TVjipf-uiVaYmKuAho/s1600-h/PB277113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhecn5bvwV1-thPxm7DEXTfih2-GwxrKZHGh9jWPpwgaXjSAGZNU3jJbdsRt52kDAYiaRORWnihT0264FiumLx4Yv5GhJZsrqK2vjG7y0MS4hoJ7R5DSl0wY_CA0TVjipf-uiVaYmKuAho/s320/PB277113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138409624681214338" border="0" /></a><br />This meeting took place in Novi Sad, so I got to spend one night at my friend Željko's place. It was a big house and they actually had a church inside their house! As a matter of fact I slept on a couch in the back of the church! In the morning Željko (whom attended Hald two years ago) had to get to work so I got to eat breakfast with his father. He didn't now any other language but Serbian so I got some useful practice.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgecpZwiQ75mqXHPUFfVPEZVbc081-QCIku2p-_hLwv1NfU7TU2m5cTZH-8iE5eaaDO1Hq2nU-14-lgWd7xBWxFWq7c69aO6m8qB6iG52WWsmR-NnhiZGeOW_iNuBtUi-A0DwXSsGbi0Ao/s1600-h/PB277050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgecpZwiQ75mqXHPUFfVPEZVbc081-QCIku2p-_hLwv1NfU7TU2m5cTZH-8iE5eaaDO1Hq2nU-14-lgWd7xBWxFWq7c69aO6m8qB6iG52WWsmR-NnhiZGeOW_iNuBtUi-A0DwXSsGbi0Ao/s320/PB277050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138409620386247026" border="0" /></a>During the time in Novi Sad I also got to spend some time with some students. One of them was Johanna who lives in EUSs flat in Novi Sad.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjv8ANpgerGOOgMfp6TmVoh2tpVGUlDllNghy7vPIPQD5_8TO_RR3d02cpo8FmZVEf9K3gBqOyKTE3tvfrOnC99bkzRRPWq6T1w_41qmJae-TAEtkver-QCtxW-yMW6jB7xG9YbqqzBE/s1600-h/PB287170.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjv8ANpgerGOOgMfp6TmVoh2tpVGUlDllNghy7vPIPQD5_8TO_RR3d02cpo8FmZVEf9K3gBqOyKTE3tvfrOnC99bkzRRPWq6T1w_41qmJae-TAEtkver-QCtxW-yMW6jB7xG9YbqqzBE/s320/PB287170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138411364142969266" border="0" /></a>Elin, a norwegian women lives together with Johanna in EUSs flat. She showed us around in the center a little bit. And then we went for some food at Foody Fast Food restaurant. Stine on left and Elin sitting on the right.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCBxekUrR8PxoBrGtRKwhH0eyh7KSLnXmRzI2YuVt8JnI83QmOurs34Lj5MKCUBBrpRKx8-Xx83sW1G6MJYwrmYIjJvG9HQT0PvUo_y3Atj68r7sP6kQCdL_2Zk0v_zx41c8GM80JkZ0/s1600-h/PB287174.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCBxekUrR8PxoBrGtRKwhH0eyh7KSLnXmRzI2YuVt8JnI83QmOurs34Lj5MKCUBBrpRKx8-Xx83sW1G6MJYwrmYIjJvG9HQT0PvUo_y3Atj68r7sP6kQCdL_2Zk0v_zx41c8GM80JkZ0/s320/PB287174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138411385617805762" border="0" /></a>Me at Foody. I ate a Sandwich.<br /><br />I've been pretty busy lately and I think it will stay that way for a while. I have to write my paper before 13.December, and then we will go for a little journey around the Balkans (Monte Negro, Croatia, Bosnia and maybe Kosovo). We have to get abroad before three months has passed, because of visa. We will probably get back to Belgrade 24. December for the Norwegian evening in EUS. We are serving "gløgg" and doing some Norwegian traditions.<br /><br />Apart from this I've using some resources to plan my big birthday party, which I will write more about after the party.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-19606407872981279622007-11-16T01:32:00.000+01:002008-11-15T11:59:59.938+01:00A Great DayThis day has been a good day. I took the 11 o'clock train to Belgrade, which was only about 20 minutes late. I usually try to read at least one chapter from the Bible everytime I take the train, at least when I travel alone. Today I think I red about 7 chapters from Genesis. All of the story about Josef and more.<br /><br />Thursday is kindergarten day, and I usually spend about 4-5 hours in Noahs Ark kindergarten. A christian kindergarten owned by a baptist church in Belgrade. Anyway, I went to the kindergarten, this is my third or fourth time there. I'm not quite sure... The past times I have found it kind of hard to really interact with the children, especially since my Serbian skills is not to good yet. But today was better, my Serbian is getting better, and I'm starting to understand the kids. Also I think we are getting to know each other better. I was playing with them a lot and they also got to practise their climbing skills on me.<br /><br />After about five fun hours in the Noahs Ark I travelled to New Belgrade, were I met my friend Milan at a café. He went to Hald two years ago. We talked for about 3 and a half hour, about politics, mutual experiences in meeting each others culturs, finance, situation in the world, situation in Serbia and it goes on. I had a great time and learned a lot!<br /><br />On the train back I managed to finish both the book of Genesis and Coureageus Leadership by Bill Hybels. When I came back to my apartment I started planning my 25-years birthday party, which looks like it's going to be the biggest, and most wicked birthday party I have ever celebrated. And you are all invited (as long as you are not some crazy stranger I never even heard of, who just wants free food. Then you should send me and e-mail and ask politely if you can join in), but it would be nice with a hint if you're comming, just to be able to calculate food and drinks.<br /><br />Sorry about the fact that I dont have any pictures to show from my day. But to make it up I will show some pictures from other days.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyviFeoski5FQ5Ip3uw6qn4_y8cOvp-MAz6Z2C6Sj-TjcJTnnaWFvXpNkVqrPPSg1DRbX8khlz338KVn2J_IaEo_ku8gCbBQpefXzpCmAXstZ1EN_Y1wjosXfy9cEaT8nZWYbm_Buv6uQ/s1600-h/PB146837.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyviFeoski5FQ5Ip3uw6qn4_y8cOvp-MAz6Z2C6Sj-TjcJTnnaWFvXpNkVqrPPSg1DRbX8khlz338KVn2J_IaEo_ku8gCbBQpefXzpCmAXstZ1EN_Y1wjosXfy9cEaT8nZWYbm_Buv6uQ/s320/PB146837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133232393793204450" border="0" /></a>Me and Danijel were having some fun in front of the gigantic church of St.Sava. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRs_QIUHbWsowP-8c2CFgB45yeyQlMQhZMz9NA6o0Zwy4_11FEeyEBVkWhTQ8LJKy3fm2vnLpcwHQafdaBFe0gzk84UnJgvY_BAjjnUEDySjPq_YZ1T8CJGzBv1u-ZbHvTzw0RQS238pk/s1600-h/PB146847.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRs_QIUHbWsowP-8c2CFgB45yeyQlMQhZMz9NA6o0Zwy4_11FEeyEBVkWhTQ8LJKy3fm2vnLpcwHQafdaBFe0gzk84UnJgvY_BAjjnUEDySjPq_YZ1T8CJGzBv1u-ZbHvTzw0RQS238pk/s320/PB146847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133232406678106354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2yf0V56KYsgzRK-rcqq7iCKGwQCBuEIg2TmFWFb6QHXXLEp9T_oYJC4oB1Ngks2rP9WFR5Mgq_tZYCuBaU1BWrSPHcl7W2Kp1tKC23WlfhBmPl8uwiWMI2GmbcH6GJRcCG0QOMcmLYFc/s1600-h/PB146850.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2yf0V56KYsgzRK-rcqq7iCKGwQCBuEIg2TmFWFb6QHXXLEp9T_oYJC4oB1Ngks2rP9WFR5Mgq_tZYCuBaU1BWrSPHcl7W2Kp1tKC23WlfhBmPl8uwiWMI2GmbcH6GJRcCG0QOMcmLYFc/s320/PB146850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133232410973073666" border="0" /></a>Danijel is a great jumper<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjraNfoY2eCmpGSmAR_s9iCq4M3qeAgzFXtJr7_xInhtiYpYy43FiRTjHlfkoW_6PJysuS5n4-fWxBcc397nF59A1snL6KbF7JTb0ToJls709guHWdg4AQvPvE1WjtLs4o8TfTnnYP7x7Q/s1600-h/PB146827.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjraNfoY2eCmpGSmAR_s9iCq4M3qeAgzFXtJr7_xInhtiYpYy43FiRTjHlfkoW_6PJysuS5n4-fWxBcc397nF59A1snL6KbF7JTb0ToJls709guHWdg4AQvPvE1WjtLs4o8TfTnnYP7x7Q/s320/PB146827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231530504777938" border="0" /></a>Take notice of his mp3-player<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdAYDLBXrZFykuzm2t5MWjGy0KZ0iK3WOs0JLwY4kUgJaLumEKEzkLSGceBVCu41gFpPrsoD57UrfdKuOlFyj6p12IZ47dl7BHIdgxsocDNZvZlty5SY3FMEwiIuUr-GL1e9prkX5c2Zs/s1600-h/PB136663.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdAYDLBXrZFykuzm2t5MWjGy0KZ0iK3WOs0JLwY4kUgJaLumEKEzkLSGceBVCu41gFpPrsoD57UrfdKuOlFyj6p12IZ47dl7BHIdgxsocDNZvZlty5SY3FMEwiIuUr-GL1e9prkX5c2Zs/s320/PB136663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133232419563008274" border="0" /></a>In the beginning of this week I spent two days in the beautiful<br />city of Novi Sad [I like the people there Samuil]. In the picture you can see (from the left) Bojan, Tihomir (director of the ROM - Renewing our minds - program) and Samuil general secretary of EUS.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrDk-5LUpsJqqr9ds_E6MVp1g2mA7taMr9afjndJ2G1AyAbpWoGE4wi1z6qz6Rlg-QxI8XNTw6UXVNfwK39iHiCbEN-IHJW4l3076IscGYHTBCIXIM-g56z8dX2aidyVvS7_BPsILJPc/s1600-h/PB136781.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrDk-5LUpsJqqr9ds_E6MVp1g2mA7taMr9afjndJ2G1AyAbpWoGE4wi1z6qz6Rlg-QxI8XNTw6UXVNfwK39iHiCbEN-IHJW4l3076IscGYHTBCIXIM-g56z8dX2aidyVvS7_BPsILJPc/s320/PB136781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231513324908690" border="0" /></a>A cat enjoying the view of Novi Sad (at least before I disturbed it)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY9SYctj097I3SjhVXblMNc-DtGJWUtyTmKCFKVsGHM1TddoOIESl5FWBNmaKOI8uCjs1zt0BvbYk4-SPaVoekbxScw0ZUrE_a9O1nI-V_FIZ9fj3WxQtxHpu1gcwpakhgxtVokrmVLw0/s1600-h/PB136777.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY9SYctj097I3SjhVXblMNc-DtGJWUtyTmKCFKVsGHM1TddoOIESl5FWBNmaKOI8uCjs1zt0BvbYk4-SPaVoekbxScw0ZUrE_a9O1nI-V_FIZ9fj3WxQtxHpu1gcwpakhgxtVokrmVLw0/s320/PB136777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231517619876002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqP-TVrb2xBIr5YtoClnvgAhyphenhyphent5OHL80l861PipvfC5RvIwo77oCyP6oaqJkvMXv_-JXXXAS8uhb9KttZQ14CBwbs_iaIyZ96A5DaUFkvsCrZW3tptyUYMiG5utom-fY2grAm6QH7PVA/s1600-h/PB136768.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqP-TVrb2xBIr5YtoClnvgAhyphenhyphent5OHL80l861PipvfC5RvIwo77oCyP6oaqJkvMXv_-JXXXAS8uhb9KttZQ14CBwbs_iaIyZ96A5DaUFkvsCrZW3tptyUYMiG5utom-fY2grAm6QH7PVA/s320/PB136768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231521914843314" border="0" /></a>Novi Sad skyline<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOSCQvey2a_gUc4FsjRDVKE8Pr4J_jiQMbNR89nWWaSv-2AkW3SuXUcFa0ZjUSfLmdIbppj6xKmg7JcF7YBpKpOpUSHkmPdoXYfKc5FK_9Ln8ulcxyCarXvMkz4Rpaxlb9QXqjbInJGKY/s1600-h/PB136700.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOSCQvey2a_gUc4FsjRDVKE8Pr4J_jiQMbNR89nWWaSv-2AkW3SuXUcFa0ZjUSfLmdIbppj6xKmg7JcF7YBpKpOpUSHkmPdoXYfKc5FK_9Ln8ulcxyCarXvMkz4Rpaxlb9QXqjbInJGKY/s320/PB136700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133230611381776450" border="0" /></a>Me in front of a big catholic church <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHeYVswTStdZ280OMHYTyTqWo8Srja8Ein2dquM4ecl1aZWrS9xPPk_zBXccAcRj02GM6mle4OWVMX1Yl3vie1dA4obC-ynJGUSjqHvaCYp8iCvEMGFKXnBtYr9p6tGatsosR8jwKxT2A/s1600-h/PB136705.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHeYVswTStdZ280OMHYTyTqWo8Srja8Ein2dquM4ecl1aZWrS9xPPk_zBXccAcRj02GM6mle4OWVMX1Yl3vie1dA4obC-ynJGUSjqHvaCYp8iCvEMGFKXnBtYr9p6tGatsosR8jwKxT2A/s320/PB136705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231526209810626" border="0" /></a>A guy painting the church high above the ground. No security net here (For Norwegians: Hva med HMS).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrostPFXAx7q6slU8_t5CfOnuq-7ZNn7297ZkbK4s5a2ctkdK22suhtpmZ0JW3bplbrx5GcheUKjDgMkeY4ap91ZAUZ9_0QJCKB8UfQvi4dnjosFcrkeF9rhdsAv2-ywHoYSae_JB-t9k/s1600-h/PB136736.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrostPFXAx7q6slU8_t5CfOnuq-7ZNn7297ZkbK4s5a2ctkdK22suhtpmZ0JW3bplbrx5GcheUKjDgMkeY4ap91ZAUZ9_0QJCKB8UfQvi4dnjosFcrkeF9rhdsAv2-ywHoYSae_JB-t9k/s320/PB136736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133230628561645666" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1hf7krLF9mqW8wA4kpyjxilwcvEL3QmpvHhtfdfRlrVIWO5nEA3vYDmLLxpl3d-hldJa-mT71r0UEo4z-3YreAAWZQmPq9N0n9anmhfqQ3ApQ_9FxfL_040OwsGAlo5NCQZBW5DnDbo/s1600-h/PB136739.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1hf7krLF9mqW8wA4kpyjxilwcvEL3QmpvHhtfdfRlrVIWO5nEA3vYDmLLxpl3d-hldJa-mT71r0UEo4z-3YreAAWZQmPq9N0n9anmhfqQ3ApQ_9FxfL_040OwsGAlo5NCQZBW5DnDbo/s320/PB136739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133230628561645682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnaVX2oUjDCrmT7Anoznqw5e30aGG9rKxJH8mqpHMGUR5BHWYplLrqfkhtiZlm4Ti2N5w6x0ATI8E4dEEa6y60PxdxidMYmc1ZpJZo75WzUyZ-gbUNcrKKlNW4ITqXljVoicugGFJPBWI/s1600-h/PB136746.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnaVX2oUjDCrmT7Anoznqw5e30aGG9rKxJH8mqpHMGUR5BHWYplLrqfkhtiZlm4Ti2N5w6x0ATI8E4dEEa6y60PxdxidMYmc1ZpJZo75WzUyZ-gbUNcrKKlNW4ITqXljVoicugGFJPBWI/s320/PB136746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133230637151580290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJGg9PLm5dpNNOU8rAkvfCzyfurSISagqIrbagmAeROxFSYCh375sVnCIxVnucBqqEAbgff-3Ps9qhLnP2IOKwaeNyJ6wdsbnNiOnl5HSm8DjwSv8jP1gakMW_HMqE4iho2BipAdCRR6Y/s1600-h/PB136658.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJGg9PLm5dpNNOU8rAkvfCzyfurSISagqIrbagmAeROxFSYCh375sVnCIxVnucBqqEAbgff-3Ps9qhLnP2IOKwaeNyJ6wdsbnNiOnl5HSm8DjwSv8jP1gakMW_HMqE4iho2BipAdCRR6Y/s320/PB136658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133236443947364658" border="0" /></a>Bojan is enjoying a Index sandwich. A traditional Novi Sad meal. The name has it origin from the fact that students with the so called Student Index Card would get a discount. But now it's just a fancy sandwich.<br /></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-48415444848984356832007-11-12T00:38:00.000+01:002008-11-15T12:00:03.844+01:00Snow, mountains and student conferenceThis weekend we went on a student conference with EUS. I was helping out some with computers and stuff, and I helped making posters, nametags, etc. We went to a place called Zlatibor, which is located far west in Serbia in a area with a lot of mountains.<br /><br />The camp were great, and I met a lot of nice people. Suddenly I have people I can visit in all kinds places in Serbia, Monte Negro (Crna Gora) and I have even gotten to know a great guy from Czech Republic.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrX2faIixy6GcjLaP2A0r2JCJIfGvKhXP9LJr3yxtENgtZ3ulPyKXkBjHA8izraKLT77L2WRjsDzTUHqVg_mG6AgsbiiaR4XFXhi8GlY9i4bCDm65iD02AxeRJjkECVldVZg24Oy_XRo/s1600-h/PB096252_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrX2faIixy6GcjLaP2A0r2JCJIfGvKhXP9LJr3yxtENgtZ3ulPyKXkBjHA8izraKLT77L2WRjsDzTUHqVg_mG6AgsbiiaR4XFXhi8GlY9i4bCDm65iD02AxeRJjkECVldVZg24Oy_XRo/s320/PB096252_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742112314147954" border="0" /></a>We were catching the bus in Novi Beograd.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrkWupUr6_YVR6UlzFp-r1W5c_Uivl6LjiWujnk7FkI_Nwm5QserWczpVZne_r3ZdvU4GkHxb6QDtJ47u2HkT7G29MYA1nT-KQgPmr2IO6x1DbKVq6Usyt5tK0vczya_rjHMQSxfFqDM/s1600-h/PB096260_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrkWupUr6_YVR6UlzFp-r1W5c_Uivl6LjiWujnk7FkI_Nwm5QserWczpVZne_r3ZdvU4GkHxb6QDtJ47u2HkT7G29MYA1nT-KQgPmr2IO6x1DbKVq6Usyt5tK0vczya_rjHMQSxfFqDM/s320/PB096260_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742142378919042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxZj0YPGwyTonBtfzvfkFmS3f8MRgAKMQfncreEFqhUGavMCvE7eJtgyljBjE4fo8luU6Y2K20S2bYBLig3z2dgsle_sOpssnXdowpJh4jAplixg-R5MkH9sr8nOSojBwJEeVV8xoXhs/s1600-h/PB096263.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxZj0YPGwyTonBtfzvfkFmS3f8MRgAKMQfncreEFqhUGavMCvE7eJtgyljBjE4fo8luU6Y2K20S2bYBLig3z2dgsle_sOpssnXdowpJh4jAplixg-R5MkH9sr8nOSojBwJEeVV8xoXhs/s320/PB096263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742146673886354" border="0" /></a>The bus ride took about four hours, but we kept on having pauses pretty often so it took some longer. But the pauses were welcome anyway.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFYh5DJFUk0_QhISRykUA10EQXO0t9RpaFYgijgAMWWcPTPpkfHWatXCrdHXSeWt1N_G4pDeybx2qm3R92lUGlI0iFxrwkB8Z88KdM9pwt0TcqCOpqcQ32dPA1bsPd5Q5VTLRSev5moM0/s1600-h/PB096276_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFYh5DJFUk0_QhISRykUA10EQXO0t9RpaFYgijgAMWWcPTPpkfHWatXCrdHXSeWt1N_G4pDeybx2qm3R92lUGlI0iFxrwkB8Z88KdM9pwt0TcqCOpqcQ32dPA1bsPd5Q5VTLRSev5moM0/s320/PB096276_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742150968853666" border="0" /></a>Zlatibor is a pretty nice place and it reminds a little bit about Norway.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_079hZTFa1bZ-vbyh40lawMLq60zrElbPy-gZF7Rr9oTeppyLcTalHgiDTkQIyR_tJcKKUk6ydV8tAz8OsyAOvLC_f2a_i23LsCGpZOSTFHF_Cmts2e0w8MSudIm9OIrjkQasvYpJrf8/s1600-h/PB096288_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_079hZTFa1bZ-vbyh40lawMLq60zrElbPy-gZF7Rr9oTeppyLcTalHgiDTkQIyR_tJcKKUk6ydV8tAz8OsyAOvLC_f2a_i23LsCGpZOSTFHF_Cmts2e0w8MSudIm9OIrjkQasvYpJrf8/s320/PB096288_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742155263820978" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvHSwhYg3J9LOJD66TIrdjfVrOqxEe16sb6I7JwYyyLItSHI_uD9kGPPaDXU1aO2h-kEn9rAZvmUTqg3Af6alN1YouRYie4i7AED7EFA6Xv2l6w_pT8eayyIjh3duGqTYsKN_Yf-S-g0/s1600-h/PB106386_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvHSwhYg3J9LOJD66TIrdjfVrOqxEe16sb6I7JwYyyLItSHI_uD9kGPPaDXU1aO2h-kEn9rAZvmUTqg3Af6alN1YouRYie4i7AED7EFA6Xv2l6w_pT8eayyIjh3duGqTYsKN_Yf-S-g0/s320/PB106386_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743104451593506" border="0" /></a>I'm carrying Danijel over a big puddle. As you might have red I got some nice shoes at the Chinese marked. My new jacket is also bought there.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb3_pwzR4YGUhxlU9H7Yfc4s0SDqwSAWcrLkwcUHbQZzRvE3p6pLgEhpoBafhJf7Zl0JHTzT3ugJUsn9n4zuCv_BwSh6dsgVeWOhm6RGCtR4kxTIrQOZJ3NGEH_7nmZalGwKaaAdxxNE/s1600-h/PB106381_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb3_pwzR4YGUhxlU9H7Yfc4s0SDqwSAWcrLkwcUHbQZzRvE3p6pLgEhpoBafhJf7Zl0JHTzT3ugJUsn9n4zuCv_BwSh6dsgVeWOhm6RGCtR4kxTIrQOZJ3NGEH_7nmZalGwKaaAdxxNE/s320/PB106381_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743095861658898" border="0" /></a>Late Friday evening it started snowing and Saturday morning an amazing sight were waiting.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZD25Rqb9Fa6Ab-b2jsxUzezA-qGQqT3ZmphrccGzCQrw5zfM2zsYm_nsIHFi8ZvfRPnws7JEY80xrNbDMZcwfaPkk08l6Nyb1H0KTvxjOvcz8LkMMbOHuPKP54IhWw6koQGmYypsXYQ/s1600-h/PB106507.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZD25Rqb9Fa6Ab-b2jsxUzezA-qGQqT3ZmphrccGzCQrw5zfM2zsYm_nsIHFi8ZvfRPnws7JEY80xrNbDMZcwfaPkk08l6Nyb1H0KTvxjOvcz8LkMMbOHuPKP54IhWw6koQGmYypsXYQ/s320/PB106507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131744010689693106" border="0" /></a>The town, Zlatibor has a pretty charming town center.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1B8jYiFLxejbLXHJ0ozIgWyawKCNCaNudXm0coIloiSg0rpDgFcqmdfcI7mxBJ9HlTo12a7K22v2AbU_ckEEVu2ELATw-z4SMNRczDfYDNFmI9MMrtmUU9jQkUoqZ2x3ZpeyBYjfK4JQ/s1600-h/PB106510_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1B8jYiFLxejbLXHJ0ozIgWyawKCNCaNudXm0coIloiSg0rpDgFcqmdfcI7mxBJ9HlTo12a7K22v2AbU_ckEEVu2ELATw-z4SMNRczDfYDNFmI9MMrtmUU9jQkUoqZ2x3ZpeyBYjfK4JQ/s320/PB106510_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131744010689693122" border="0" /></a>The water were freezing during the night, but started melting during the day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_b6bqfLb5GiGpgkm0GDeTyTxVn89wdU_fKk6U9JUTnhZHQqq4WYuxCcK_OgWRFNcjaWPPwIbTs665nsSfi9VyI30sW1UvrHUQKo6rW9P5QWZQouEG-vGYos_rJNypHlFoTER6dm1nepU/s1600-h/PB106518_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_b6bqfLb5GiGpgkm0GDeTyTxVn89wdU_fKk6U9JUTnhZHQqq4WYuxCcK_OgWRFNcjaWPPwIbTs665nsSfi9VyI30sW1UvrHUQKo6rW9P5QWZQouEG-vGYos_rJNypHlFoTER6dm1nepU/s320/PB106518_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131744014984660434" border="0" /></a>Boiled wine (kuvano vino) is very popular here when it's cold. It reminds a little of Gløgg, they take wine and boil it with some spices. It's tasty!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0yNwHXvkd5fM2fgffQiiw55YoouEFcnbhkx3TQIm27m0WbZRxpxNlniIAWB9OLtVM7jdOf_SEOWoLiaB-5EYPcjsZfC0-SZtIEPF700c-fM1E5M6JahTgkDp4anc2ksPq5FAJLXQK3I/s1600-h/PB106436_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0yNwHXvkd5fM2fgffQiiw55YoouEFcnbhkx3TQIm27m0WbZRxpxNlniIAWB9OLtVM7jdOf_SEOWoLiaB-5EYPcjsZfC0-SZtIEPF700c-fM1E5M6JahTgkDp4anc2ksPq5FAJLXQK3I/s320/PB106436_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743804531262818" border="0" /></a>In Norway there usually is no berries left on the trees when the snow is starting to fall.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzg3oPOpwwxFDhHt70FRsXCTtqQctF63nfM_AWBqsKjXDS3kX4BFx0FJwJ87Q9U0LK8YYHbEgwNQzsuzFkyBJvnVIMAdc6qSbWNQDtPAmdVdHzyzMapc9eFSbr6ljl9sYQBD408Aoot88/s1600-h/PB106442_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzg3oPOpwwxFDhHt70FRsXCTtqQctF63nfM_AWBqsKjXDS3kX4BFx0FJwJ87Q9U0LK8YYHbEgwNQzsuzFkyBJvnVIMAdc6qSbWNQDtPAmdVdHzyzMapc9eFSbr6ljl9sYQBD408Aoot88/s320/PB106442_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743813121197442" border="0" /></a>Not so many leaves either.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCqsX-WOdWdMykRczATpy4eKtLnhG9lzeU8drt4hjIKDTd0ozB19kMa8DrjFoiVJwrQPj5lBeie6WlBOj59fM4ntX125xdNZcI_S06QVVpM8Ilj_kevdCxvZH5R8FoZy71ID5ncGvvE8I/s1600-h/PB106438_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCqsX-WOdWdMykRczATpy4eKtLnhG9lzeU8drt4hjIKDTd0ozB19kMa8DrjFoiVJwrQPj5lBeie6WlBOj59fM4ntX125xdNZcI_S06QVVpM8Ilj_kevdCxvZH5R8FoZy71ID5ncGvvE8I/s320/PB106438_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743808826230130" border="0" /></a>A Turdus Merula (Blackbird) was enjoying a cold bath.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjOWIGoU2pesxjbylAeCMRmXzu2WwjH5qMEeakFBeC3YLC3-0KzjVACnpKKZpRzgPD5zaOPaFpE_A_a91ljBnbUXULBhiIFkX9XHruufqFrqM34tmDfF_tDRjgTm7ZPRUaw3HFB7QbLo/s1600-h/PB106420_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjOWIGoU2pesxjbylAeCMRmXzu2WwjH5qMEeakFBeC3YLC3-0KzjVACnpKKZpRzgPD5zaOPaFpE_A_a91ljBnbUXULBhiIFkX9XHruufqFrqM34tmDfF_tDRjgTm7ZPRUaw3HFB7QbLo/s320/PB106420_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743125926430034" border="0" /></a>Another bird, which we have reason to believe is a female western Bluebird, was enjoying some time singing in a tree. (Thanks to Ørjan for helping to identify the birds, I would enjoy confirmation of the identity of this two birds. If some bird expert could give me that, please write a comment).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTLz5bpotEkKpnTjclLcNfLJDGjMYMeX-_yklenJDiSB5mnoWT3Pedzrr9JBSWg1lQ_PCarz4uAlAzpqz9Jy6iczthQ9in66HRaKvLvr4NZhbTI8JiDk8zQ28E6mMoRnDrjD2y8IIXDlY/s1600-h/PB106466_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTLz5bpotEkKpnTjclLcNfLJDGjMYMeX-_yklenJDiSB5mnoWT3Pedzrr9JBSWg1lQ_PCarz4uAlAzpqz9Jy6iczthQ9in66HRaKvLvr4NZhbTI8JiDk8zQ28E6mMoRnDrjD2y8IIXDlY/s320/PB106466_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131743813121197458" border="0" /></a>There where a little charming lake with a path around it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7iDQvFnnjlY6CXhqpBaCHszYV6q-QHaJn_UXDi5XCioRF6D3ZFi38ILLj8N1Es8W3Kvtt_xZPd62pt6ogpyDZEnECwsEpD8cUhB-baKu5nkA_S8FK386W7IPga4X8NiLqFg5wfgaKzww/s1600-h/PB106492_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYWZcNp_KZgslVzIT3GApx4gNXr6k70uG_FW6XWtyEpnrRXGNvKCoRmmCjpjYf-hfwwu576suKkt1vf50qocM98b3l6l1G0JDND4WGaWsbOSperm7ILFJOazd4Hl8RE4gF_ao0Ma3viKY/s320/PB096369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742687839765746" border="0" /></a>Mike Gaffney, a pastor from Seattle was preaching. It was great to finally listening to a speech directly and not true translators<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE68ljm7VZAqEzlQuHW_ZHrn6rf51aLKSbQBmfI0mL-PNy77Xoz7hL2KWjyXxRoej0he7L9udtz6UpC5_JSITbbiH9-w5pGHymWQ8zNLZSZY5vAFOLoixT3wuqBS9nf96PeyasjE8f2-w/s1600-h/PB106376.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE68ljm7VZAqEzlQuHW_ZHrn6rf51aLKSbQBmfI0mL-PNy77Xoz7hL2KWjyXxRoej0he7L9udtz6UpC5_JSITbbiH9-w5pGHymWQ8zNLZSZY5vAFOLoixT3wuqBS9nf96PeyasjE8f2-w/s320/PB106376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131742692134733058" border="0" /></a>There was a nice cafe downtown with wireless internet. It became pretty popular.<br /><br /></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-18993982998827479882007-11-12T00:14:00.000+01:002008-11-15T12:00:06.766+01:00Visitting a farm in Sefkerin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1Oznptmu9WahOAYU4tS04DiCl0nAL-5Ubcxw69Kyrrm_kjpwOsorljdiGGbohImIIgGw3Ixy1tqelb2sP0rh-_eMunUhGBkT4HNP5rRy_0_QP6D7XTLQs5WwQ3jlTa4I8xb_C5R0QlA/s1600-h/PB076100.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1Oznptmu9WahOAYU4tS04DiCl0nAL-5Ubcxw69Kyrrm_kjpwOsorljdiGGbohImIIgGw3Ixy1tqelb2sP0rh-_eMunUhGBkT4HNP5rRy_0_QP6D7XTLQs5WwQ3jlTa4I8xb_C5R0QlA/s320/PB076100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131728974009189250" border="0" /></a>This week I've had a visitor from Norway. Per brought along brunost, dark bread, chocolate and other things we Norwegians appreciate. Per went to Hald last year (traveled to Uganda), and he came to Serbia to visit his friends Andja and Danijel. My (and Bojan's) place is pretty space so he was staying at our place during his one week visit. (There is cheap Norwegian flights every Saturday, hint hint). I ended up guiding him around a lot, which was pretty fun! Always nice to talk some more Norwegian and share ones experiences.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6fTNlICem_EDB8XBWldc9uuN4NIm0TD_tjW5OjYpBI1b4XQKkWzPvLoAsMbGxgUTv9JYQ0KiYL2GqLU0PeEXQaNUwEKV5yGJK0FQ5cxGeTJXfg1sVuuufjwBvqoMILRU0vru8kn57jqQ/s1600-h/PB076108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6fTNlICem_EDB8XBWldc9uuN4NIm0TD_tjW5OjYpBI1b4XQKkWzPvLoAsMbGxgUTv9JYQ0KiYL2GqLU0PeEXQaNUwEKV5yGJK0FQ5cxGeTJXfg1sVuuufjwBvqoMILRU0vru8kn57jqQ/s320/PB076108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131728978304156562" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EjaNXsxzRiOEjQnDKEhrV6oK19X4bS_NZhDDVw_TSS2c1LfgvJiCRPqOiEGehb7c8xw6VxSqqO4nO6mFm3DCg_hRfLBpH6HeQlZVk-eIHBrOzA369mzsaQEAKXWhDlJWCBOtMh8KLgA/s1600-h/PB076115.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EjaNXsxzRiOEjQnDKEhrV6oK19X4bS_NZhDDVw_TSS2c1LfgvJiCRPqOiEGehb7c8xw6VxSqqO4nO6mFm3DCg_hRfLBpH6HeQlZVk-eIHBrOzA369mzsaQEAKXWhDlJWCBOtMh8KLgA/s320/PB076115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131728995484025762" border="0" /></a><br />Per wanted to see a Serbian village, so one day Danijel took us to Sefkerin. Sefkerin is a small village north of Belgrade where Danijel's cousin has a farm. It was very interesting for me as well, since I haven't seen much of Serbian villages either. In the province of Vojvodina (north Serbia), where I live, it's pretty flat and the soil is supposed to be very good. So there is a lot of agriculture here. One of the main things is corn and pigs (I've been invited to join in on slaughtering a pig in December, I look very much forward to that!) Farming is a little bit different here than it's in Norway!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EjaNXsxzRiOEjQnDKEhrV6oK19X4bS_NZhDDVw_TSS2c1LfgvJiCRPqOiEGehb7c8xw6VxSqqO4nO6mFm3DCg_hRfLBpH6HeQlZVk-eIHBrOzA369mzsaQEAKXWhDlJWCBOtMh8KLgA/s1600-h/PB076115.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLkMx8gpQQXyJphcQhA6R83QYjpCCM-eCQgduMRnnc_j-FwQrpnVeVXU4GGQi5I9TNGzFbIkEFGTUoeyz6mbxYgS5VYOH2Ooewg-9ov1oA7GxmTxbc-YRm09yvU-qe7KWgGFLDw2hyb8M/s1600-h/PB076139.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLkMx8gpQQXyJphcQhA6R83QYjpCCM-eCQgduMRnnc_j-FwQrpnVeVXU4GGQi5I9TNGzFbIkEFGTUoeyz6mbxYgS5VYOH2Ooewg-9ov1oA7GxmTxbc-YRm09yvU-qe7KWgGFLDw2hyb8M/s320/PB076139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131729004073960370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2EUPTqxpZ5JalRSE1rgWQKGnNqvSklu4wFowUD6PngQCiI1uLbgkVWkctuOQT6gS7eL27B9TSirtu0Of6b-gr4xOmK-zu6THGe9PShT6khxgPQBfbiQTlYHqi_j-3v7uSyFlCHEUm4Q/s1600-h/PB076151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEgo9mippcKabEQeLvUYyvHStVbiE9XIJsvjpW5PzgqjaXLQL3RXSWZuCSYGUSI7YEsveYKD7mHpazC0yXeMF33UzSmJ_PQrL2A5ujDhuuv-Svv6UVhtRWS_fnHz9CTtPIKRKFwau0CfQ/s320/PB076177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131729790052975618" border="0" /></a>It'salmost impossible to visit someone in Serbia, without being served food and snacks. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAzKuJP-5hw0vSTMPdqW7BpGhSPXJ5kchWnGAbwDVDfRYrW2Ywu9jVZiucCuDAIm61EzzoK8W79pIxYemMC1evv2boZ7SR5Jr-2NdzcAu5Vnvalf8bN4ZrJ2jt1IZpln7KLnoqA41wNEI/s1600-h/PB076210.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAzKuJP-5hw0vSTMPdqW7BpGhSPXJ5kchWnGAbwDVDfRYrW2Ywu9jVZiucCuDAIm61EzzoK8W79pIxYemMC1evv2boZ7SR5Jr-2NdzcAu5Vnvalf8bN4ZrJ2jt1IZpln7KLnoqA41wNEI/s320/PB076210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131729815822779410" border="0" /></a>There is really a lot of corn in these places.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQLsjUTEWv1ZQEpqPq9ONIsyy32ytb35FiUxridGR7TpdGkRGMHmZiNurTUPft31hVpLvWiY3Vn0BfG1p0Biugfh2Dt1Unq_M6jyN3QbJ4fIsozMzTd5r6t9wNnoM4WHnKt5xcwTp63mU/s1600-h/PB076211.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQLsjUTEWv1ZQEpqPq9ONIsyy32ytb35FiUxridGR7TpdGkRGMHmZiNurTUPft31hVpLvWiY3Vn0BfG1p0Biugfh2Dt1Unq_M6jyN3QbJ4fIsozMzTd5r6t9wNnoM4WHnKt5xcwTp63mU/s320/PB076211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730215254737954" border="0" /></a>The farmer is showing a tiny bit of his crop.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgov78zL94KqtilXNKrOfJ84RtoMyiyLDREutPReHy44Qf5KVkxJPW8bO_7XYw6245Bv_FrZkeaMvUlZJXXuLRmYIDqzdKd3WDbnogasU8uiNsLt_T0rHir4zHtLuIXAEGYCM0lefiUXYI/s1600-h/PB076219.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgov78zL94KqtilXNKrOfJ84RtoMyiyLDREutPReHy44Qf5KVkxJPW8bO_7XYw6245Bv_FrZkeaMvUlZJXXuLRmYIDqzdKd3WDbnogasU8uiNsLt_T0rHir4zHtLuIXAEGYCM0lefiUXYI/s320/PB076219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730232434607154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpvafLQMd4ZenGHB_zUa2H5sgzU0UwQiSnjMgh4TL9ouEjMFfzOreogHHVJmcQj-SdqxLD6lLI2KDAKknpxnj1Q_An53lA5XEs_MzYZBBFr1oehlVXJlYno8SoIGjozHpXSCbHbsqkYEQ/s1600-h/PB076236.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpvafLQMd4ZenGHB_zUa2H5sgzU0UwQiSnjMgh4TL9ouEjMFfzOreogHHVJmcQj-SdqxLD6lLI2KDAKknpxnj1Q_An53lA5XEs_MzYZBBFr1oehlVXJlYno8SoIGjozHpXSCbHbsqkYEQ/s320/PB076236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730236729574466" border="0" /></a>Per was visiting from Norway, and I think he enjoyed his visit.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEited-74tqJ3Q50uM1tIiDQwcfGMJEcLb47cnJcLUiAunxC5zpn2U63Os8-Ymzbdthepk_Fr2ifcX35OVd-OLiLSTAN2jwbG9R1ZkXGwNojdk4_9WH2jaa0Ohmy_iw18C7sJWn39osIYhw/s1600-h/PB076239.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEited-74tqJ3Q50uM1tIiDQwcfGMJEcLb47cnJcLUiAunxC5zpn2U63Os8-Ymzbdthepk_Fr2ifcX35OVd-OLiLSTAN2jwbG9R1ZkXGwNojdk4_9WH2jaa0Ohmy_iw18C7sJWn39osIYhw/s320/PB076239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730249614476370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRmaWJkQ87Sq0tCb-h8Z3O0jQA5OG_8_0XmFfGb53azN8aKNwYkX1wit9jkatw7Q9poMmJN_99ZQr9Hc5z4TJbi1Vzo-XLWXX9PQtMwcZxXP_k6VASszu7JiMTAQaqi7gb03vzkHNkt3w/s1600-h/PB076242.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRmaWJkQ87Sq0tCb-h8Z3O0jQA5OG_8_0XmFfGb53azN8aKNwYkX1wit9jkatw7Q9poMmJN_99ZQr9Hc5z4TJbi1Vzo-XLWXX9PQtMwcZxXP_k6VASszu7JiMTAQaqi7gb03vzkHNkt3w/s320/PB076242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730253909443682" border="0" /></a>One of the local kids had some fantastic shoes.<br /></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-25010128906977193782007-11-02T14:59:00.000+01:002008-11-15T12:00:07.544+01:00Money is nothing, Image is everything!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_2EDSSrphJjmBPi-LHIp9YCVnqkGX6NeLF5FqAdtmhRKqB33AyMQORWCf1I7QMnlrsIIMQlqOCZOz8nZPB2jyj7N4kSQ0BwiM6JFrfbleUINwAIekzIwN1BLIP9c-9YBBpo72QtQU9ng/s1600-h/PA184978.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_2EDSSrphJjmBPi-LHIp9YCVnqkGX6NeLF5FqAdtmhRKqB33AyMQORWCf1I7QMnlrsIIMQlqOCZOz8nZPB2jyj7N4kSQ0BwiM6JFrfbleUINwAIekzIwN1BLIP9c-9YBBpo72QtQU9ng/s320/PA184978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253110457807922" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">At least thats the situation here in Serbia. One would think that the less money people have, the less they care about clothing and image. But Serbia proves different. Walking around around in the streets of Belgrade it seems you are in a pretty wealthy country sometimes. At least when one looks at the way ženu (females) are dressing. Miss sixty pants our maybe Miss Sexy (or something like that) as a local shop here was called.<br /></div><br />'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpdkQQIiXxVlmPNc2rGGEQr4qZWAygfhzJHeouV1IWOJOCPa6V2lLvMP4OPj7QwrFyaPDzFFSZ6ngGLCwFVvGi8eGXTn_VeNkGAJzeMzRqhy8TgVixP1XUoudxDAAK30FLuV7k1G_qPI/s1600-h/PA054274+copy.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpdkQQIiXxVlmPNc2rGGEQr4qZWAygfhzJHeouV1IWOJOCPa6V2lLvMP4OPj7QwrFyaPDzFFSZ6ngGLCwFVvGi8eGXTn_VeNkGAJzeMzRqhy8TgVixP1XUoudxDAAK30FLuV7k1G_qPI/s320/PA054274+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253097572905986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">When Stine (my team partner) was wearing rainpants the other day, and half of the people in the street started turning their heads to observe the not fashionable pants. Talking to the locals it turnes out that before the war, when Serbia could be thought of as a pretty rich country, all weather jackets and rain pants where very common. But after the war people cared more about looks and image.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWJbcESCnAxdu2-mj8b9PM2wMj2-isnYyVqIBQ5UZQIIlAin8vJ-RHSWC1xCfvCnDMRNCojPV_EiVjrcf_9QdpZGqyMV8NZQ9qRdPfh-_3qp-R0CHTd_UuaGfN8i8GSZLoFT3A5d3iO8/s1600-h/PA154704_2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWJbcESCnAxdu2-mj8b9PM2wMj2-isnYyVqIBQ5UZQIIlAin8vJ-RHSWC1xCfvCnDMRNCojPV_EiVjrcf_9QdpZGqyMV8NZQ9qRdPfh-_3qp-R0CHTd_UuaGfN8i8GSZLoFT3A5d3iO8/s320/PA154704_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128254935818908738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The media and all commercials are very much focused on body, looks and image. In nearly every kiosk they sell pornography, as well as a lot of guys selling illegal pornographic movies on the street. Body and looks is everywhere! I've also noticed from my conversations with local boys that women are a lot more "objectified" than in Norway. I always get questions like: So how are the girls in Norway? Hot? How do you like the Serbian girls? Pretty good, right?<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGtCftqtHEEhZijgvKUfD4gBvfqSr59QWxm4hppRISo2bz5djIuvbz-1to67uR5FHV75UVFQmfFi6LTnvzm_7-Lhv9KI3ydO2p2DX2sFcgU-K4-5UI_nJKUrxIswFXohtEN6kUuNFzPg/s1600-h/PB025879.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGtCftqtHEEhZijgvKUfD4gBvfqSr59QWxm4hppRISo2bz5djIuvbz-1to67uR5FHV75UVFQmfFi6LTnvzm_7-Lhv9KI3ydO2p2DX2sFcgU-K4-5UI_nJKUrxIswFXohtEN6kUuNFzPg/s320/PB025879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128255060372960354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1u1vSgHgxBKhlbu-vwogp-MnIUxaPuFStOMdLdf_E_vLExZuhPZkE5pUgGFp8jqmMQPJIF-Njt7McR7zPDON28T7OPhcpBcUVhmfQE03km7gYUwPQJUN_U7bvGq7nIHD9UDYN3rKzkIA/s1600-h/PB025873.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1u1vSgHgxBKhlbu-vwogp-MnIUxaPuFStOMdLdf_E_vLExZuhPZkE5pUgGFp8jqmMQPJIF-Njt7McR7zPDON28T7OPhcpBcUVhmfQE03km7gYUwPQJUN_U7bvGq7nIHD9UDYN3rKzkIA/s320/PB025873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128254948703810642" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Not surprisingly the flee markets (where you buy new imported stuff) here are very popular places to buy cheap clothes. You get imported clothes from China, five times cheaper than in Belgrade. But also in Belgrade it seems like every second shop downtown is some kind of fashionable shop.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqS6xEY2M0dEOv5_G6XDi8FCtiKf6NKDKvLVaXgqHMczBCGM4gdcYvvk6mxvj20ABOCohzkhreEUD9u_9Ojgrbb2HmcwdZxeooRK9aYxlnw4-fDj0QZoos2zWvklPbrMxfakNpbKmeRiY/s1600-h/PA205100.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqS6xEY2M0dEOv5_G6XDi8FCtiKf6NKDKvLVaXgqHMczBCGM4gdcYvvk6mxvj20ABOCohzkhreEUD9u_9Ojgrbb2HmcwdZxeooRK9aYxlnw4-fDj0QZoos2zWvklPbrMxfakNpbKmeRiY/s320/PA205100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253106162840610" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It's not about how much money or wealth you have, it's about how much it looks like you have.<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-9272763194502154472007-10-30T13:25:00.000+01:002008-11-15T12:00:09.731+01:00The question you have all been wondering: Where does he get his shoes?As some of you know, I'm kind of a big guy. I'm two meters tall and my weight is about 0,11 tonns. Which also, not surprisingly gives me pretty big feet, size 49/50 to be precise. It turnes out that the shoes I brought is not good enough for the Serbian winter. I brought sandals, sneakers and some light footwear. Not anything suitable for the wet, wild, chilly Balkan conditions. So join me in my Serbian adventure: The hunt for the new winter shoes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEF5XJlYzHFcOEYuvF9ymNMbdFuv_86LDN5GSeNyh1p-dStCjGAN-pXTSvt0-Y_-9wylcESQz0NnmtXMWxPwUglrrKUFDg47vMMpKuOA2HwVQ74MdaCKPG6HzwzHuldBiEs7w54G4dRc/s1600-h/PA275363.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEF5XJlYzHFcOEYuvF9ymNMbdFuv_86LDN5GSeNyh1p-dStCjGAN-pXTSvt0-Y_-9wylcESQz0NnmtXMWxPwUglrrKUFDg47vMMpKuOA2HwVQ74MdaCKPG6HzwzHuldBiEs7w54G4dRc/s320/PA275363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127123388030071634" border="0" /></a><br />After discussing with some of my Serbian friends, we came to the conclusion that the most likely place to find a pair of shoes for me was the Chinese marked. Which conveniently enough is located in the wonderful city of Pančevo. The Chinese marked is a huge "flee marked" mostly consisting of new products imported from China. You can get practically anything here, everything from exclusive female stockings to huge drills and saws, sizes most men only can dream about.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZVCjARgQaHGGFTzLZ34IvDpSId_GsCRp0SCfQ21PNda8YJbBd8GT9oNYyNJNCimGA3yHWLs2bTNYDqWsdxb581SgHB3wE5trGTwTRx_8tjKKe1EI_qUXiDhYLk07gWfnI5DXD65aqic/s1600-h/PA275381.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZVCjARgQaHGGFTzLZ34IvDpSId_GsCRp0SCfQ21PNda8YJbBd8GT9oNYyNJNCimGA3yHWLs2bTNYDqWsdxb581SgHB3wE5trGTwTRx_8tjKKe1EI_qUXiDhYLk07gWfnI5DXD65aqic/s320/PA275381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127125694427509714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNZKdtqq0OF67EUyANWaQB6miUuTXBGp3-V8uGRglsAaPaqHYn2sMiRaUrdwE6CxTZbefY9B7stZ_vZzWZKEE0Vs4AoLg-hogM1I93FOsQ8aj95SBQjqLRnwbv7k_b-KeQDwQ1vcJ5JU/s1600-h/PA275364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNZKdtqq0OF67EUyANWaQB6miUuTXBGp3-V8uGRglsAaPaqHYn2sMiRaUrdwE6CxTZbefY9B7stZ_vZzWZKEE0Vs4AoLg-hogM1I93FOsQ8aj95SBQjqLRnwbv7k_b-KeQDwQ1vcJ5JU/s320/PA275364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127123392325038946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DvfbBi3hLAQVLxHcFOH4PNpmmmWmz_pPuprK0EHwhaloAg5fQxVWNZa9CuN5P0XcULONmHbflgLML7VseAqS00wwPhjdgOUKv1oONhkolmQXBU6-fegYbtRifJ1n16U-xZ1mm99e5Hg/s1600-h/PA275380.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DvfbBi3hLAQVLxHcFOH4PNpmmmWmz_pPuprK0EHwhaloAg5fQxVWNZa9CuN5P0XcULONmHbflgLML7VseAqS00wwPhjdgOUKv1oONhkolmQXBU6-fegYbtRifJ1n16U-xZ1mm99e5Hg/s320/PA275380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124891268625346" border="0" /></a>So I went to the marked together with Danijel to get some shoes, among other things. We started walking around the area looking for different stuff. Danijels brother have actually got his own little store at the marked, and Danijel knows a lot of the people working there, so he's a great guide. When we met some of his acquaints, and I started taking pictures with my big camera, Danijel started telling them about how I worked in Interpol and that they would all go to jail for selling bad stuff. It was pretty funny, some of them started being a little bit scared<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjheOGAgvP2BuX5O-eDp9PsOPA4TdcSi7R2iBja2tenpigbh0sdvimPWQEvECYq-RX_p_q8OxuXXs13b28UKAZpUKs4TTNfeZ9fOmvw-DtXhXzl8MML0LraY99ObJQ_2WfRgUkS7jsL6HA/s1600-h/PA275357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjheOGAgvP2BuX5O-eDp9PsOPA4TdcSi7R2iBja2tenpigbh0sdvimPWQEvECYq-RX_p_q8OxuXXs13b28UKAZpUKs4TTNfeZ9fOmvw-DtXhXzl8MML0LraY99ObJQ_2WfRgUkS7jsL6HA/s320/PA275357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127123383735104306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">This guy was among other things selling a lot of pirate movies.<br /></span></div><br />Finally we started searching for some good shoes...<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGR_XXzwabYji6_0VkV0hGUYFeOmiuMZu-flNCScdqua8xYzfDt-GVGJorzaorOYvisNCFcIV25k3zAAwjBMCUp3vxOtIjtAYhiviF6U_sE7A0enzZqx5229N78S3KSxDf4ND-z_lWibY/s1600-h/PA275371.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGR_XXzwabYji6_0VkV0hGUYFeOmiuMZu-flNCScdqua8xYzfDt-GVGJorzaorOYvisNCFcIV25k3zAAwjBMCUp3vxOtIjtAYhiviF6U_sE7A0enzZqx5229N78S3KSxDf4ND-z_lWibY/s320/PA275371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124878383723394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">No shoes </span>here...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8yTUhv-MOPA6rIutHzBytcJroXm7saUOEYZowH0S0m5Eougfs8AnzT8Jy5ZQuKjQXoFPpa-GUag84kQTBjcCzpfZSLuovhDWQtusKxNUCpUlBu_GsYEItfL0olgnEOVI2D4a6DAEpwY8/s1600-h/PA275372.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8yTUhv-MOPA6rIutHzBytcJroXm7saUOEYZowH0S0m5Eougfs8AnzT8Jy5ZQuKjQXoFPpa-GUag84kQTBjcCzpfZSLuovhDWQtusKxNUCpUlBu_GsYEItfL0olgnEOVI2D4a6DAEpwY8/s320/PA275372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124882678690706" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">not here either...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdsJGrLnrnR3GMOdBk81G6XmEruJR5dSzM31f4KHSWydQw7kTEDq8CV3jF64Pxo0bz5WXFUXMGw2tSuttiH4N9gSLaVDPfDj3C0VZgs6sDCFBo35XhV-HSGnuzgXZvUXe6Z2NANH-QsdM/s1600-h/PA275366.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdsJGrLnrnR3GMOdBk81G6XmEruJR5dSzM31f4KHSWydQw7kTEDq8CV3jF64Pxo0bz5WXFUXMGw2tSuttiH4N9gSLaVDPfDj3C0VZgs6sDCFBo35XhV-HSGnuzgXZvUXe6Z2NANH-QsdM/s320/PA275366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127123392325038962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">No shoes here ....</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLcN7M9fS5hBatBb-vIhM1fSU40LSwXlyBPBst9XxK514P0O2_NwpiCUQCFI1dTLy0QdMpyGFvGmn48JQgHsPRFV92-uQvbZLAVovx-11G3QCOqb6CNbcbTFNb5Oa5eOjpUAcQHUP43Y/s1600-h/PA275373.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLcN7M9fS5hBatBb-vIhM1fSU40LSwXlyBPBst9XxK514P0O2_NwpiCUQCFI1dTLy0QdMpyGFvGmn48JQgHsPRFV92-uQvbZLAVovx-11G3QCOqb6CNbcbTFNb5Oa5eOjpUAcQHUP43Y/s320/PA275373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124886973658018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Hmm, this looks like big winter shoes...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYgA97S_cvsc2yaoDkmr0sx40bSRBDkt4mu9uxiQ2yPouzrWYriNqqxChp_2Ndo8E6e0cEDenB6y9PshrfkoTZFDoh8K1HtjoBx33E3UVGpgoJ_rO0RJPaZKM9wFl1cI1A96l3RtznqfE/s1600-h/PA275391.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYgA97S_cvsc2yaoDkmr0sx40bSRBDkt4mu9uxiQ2yPouzrWYriNqqxChp_2Ndo8E6e0cEDenB6y9PshrfkoTZFDoh8K1HtjoBx33E3UVGpgoJ_rO0RJPaZKM9wFl1cI1A96l3RtznqfE/s320/PA275391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127125703017444338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Still no shoes...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhT5yV-56qWyV_YxvLgJ3uVzGLlqMERyrdK9mKbn3ilnw1UFxUUqRsaI2mA1j1Xorj6uW_omOt8a3IgdF9YkksYLNc22rXcgRqPAmncRs4FOnjZVTGYtrwPVQ-Va6-0bLdcuh9c4I9dYg/s1600-h/PA275378.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhT5yV-56qWyV_YxvLgJ3uVzGLlqMERyrdK9mKbn3ilnw1UFxUUqRsaI2mA1j1Xorj6uW_omOt8a3IgdF9YkksYLNc22rXcgRqPAmncRs4FOnjZVTGYtrwPVQ-Va6-0bLdcuh9c4I9dYg/s320/PA275378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124886973658034" border="0" /></a>Finally, we found some places selling shoes, but when we told the size they started laughing and screaming.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZiUccCFaaie-_WXuptx39gcQmv8FYvzYaMnMfWNwaW3G5LKe6riZS6PjJPttLjvbi-Rb8on65F-KV3vDuzKRoGKP-qQ5g_PveFRULL1ehccz7cCvVyi_oEptxfwDb9yEWmxWArGRpWA/s1600-h/PA275362.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZiUccCFaaie-_WXuptx39gcQmv8FYvzYaMnMfWNwaW3G5LKe6riZS6PjJPttLjvbi-Rb8on65F-KV3vDuzKRoGKP-qQ5g_PveFRULL1ehccz7cCvVyi_oEptxfwDb9yEWmxWArGRpWA/s320/PA275362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127123388030071618" border="0" /></a>We found a lot of shoes but nobody had the right size. Finally we asked one Chinese guy if he had any winter boots in size 50, after some surprised looks at my feet he started speaking Chinese with some people, making some phone calls, and then he walked a way. When these people speak Chinese it sounds pretty much like when they speak Serbian, they have an very strong accent which is really funny to listen to. After some minutes the Chinese guy came back, and after some more minutes another Chinese showed up and they started screaming and yelling loudly to each other. He had brought with him a box containing a nice pair of shoes in size 50, but it turned out that these where a little bit to big. But we followed after the guy with the box and finally ... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmZCLIvUaeb1byiawTd1XflylH5MXd6xbagIRhvpP7wiJ7w1jYjKfEh9xCf_ZIUdV8RGbk8nI4X42io3eCS5Cv5oagxl44fsanZYbatZnPbmLOdLgqEhrKh0DLG8mo5E7d6Ak7JqCSGc/s1600-h/PA275384.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCmZCLIvUaeb1byiawTd1XflylH5MXd6xbagIRhvpP7wiJ7w1jYjKfEh9xCf_ZIUdV8RGbk8nI4X42io3eCS5Cv5oagxl44fsanZYbatZnPbmLOdLgqEhrKh0DLG8mo5E7d6Ak7JqCSGc/s320/PA275384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127125694427509730" border="0" /></a>I was wearing a nice pair of boots in size 49. I bought them for the convenient price of 2000 dinars, equal to about 200 NOK. Happy and warm I was now ready for my trip to the south of Serbia; to Niš and Leskovac (a place which is supposed to host the best Hamburgers in all of Serbia)! More about the trip in a future post...<br /></div></div></div></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-90767921903009492172007-10-23T17:46:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:12.043+01:00Everyday life in SerbiaOn my first day in Serbia, I started thinking: I'm gonna spend six months here, how can I possibly manage this. There were a lot of new surroundings to relate to and I was feeling pretty skeptical and wondering about what I was doing here. As days went on things have just gotten better. To begin with I was feeling very tired. You're going around listening to another language all day which can be fairly exhausting sometimes. But somehow one adapt to that as well and I'm feeling more fit recently.<br /><br />People here are more direct then what I'm used to from Norway. They don't beat around the bush, but they go straight for the point. Here people say what they think most often. Another thing which is even more obvious is the fact that people have a very aggressive way of talking. They wave their arms and speak loudly which makes it hard to judge the mood of a person when you don't understand what they are saying. But my biggest challenge for now has to be the doors on public places (shops, banks, schools, etc). In Norway almost all public doors have this mechanical arm which closes the door behind you. Here I'm guessing only 10% of public doors has this luxury. The result is that I usually forget to close the door behind me, something that here is a grave sign of disrespect. So I'm hoping to change fast so that I don't offend too many people.<br /><br />One of the things that is pretty different from Serbia and the other countries Hald is sending people to is the fact that Serbians don't look that much different from Norwegians. If I make sure to keep my mouth shut (not trying to speak Serbian or English) I can actually pass for an unusual looking Serbian guy. This gives us the unique opportunity of watching the local population more passively than I could in for instance Uganda.<br /><br />In weekdays I usually try to take the train at nine or ten in the morning. If I have an appointment in Beograd at 1200 for instance I would usually take the train at 1103 and be in Beograd 1135. The problem is that for the last month the trains has been exceptionally late.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM5i3gODwtZGuqL4DnsiRopiht_uY5bOcNdd51Exr9KhOmKhJN-RVI1yHGpMJGRDnSmoOnksEv6ZDBktVh77e8weGOi6OWTbBLTtyZjARoG71YxlqqzaJmdoqoPyDTRaLa661X73z17bs/s1600-h/PA154694.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM5i3gODwtZGuqL4DnsiRopiht_uY5bOcNdd51Exr9KhOmKhJN-RVI1yHGpMJGRDnSmoOnksEv6ZDBktVh77e8weGOi6OWTbBLTtyZjARoG71YxlqqzaJmdoqoPyDTRaLa661X73z17bs/s320/PA154694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592905599930018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">This is the place where I spend most of my mornings.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaftW-z1RfNsYbhJtUd339u277Ti1pRLHUlU9ibq7tRE5Ffl19HgQMa0F9OYxnQc6pbdqxinj728pR7aF7A1loXRNKhV78XXUY8ct4FbpRwJdxlx2EyAlhFoe3PvZMi6ZuBUVw5yoO2YU/s1600-h/PA134617.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaftW-z1RfNsYbhJtUd339u277Ti1pRLHUlU9ibq7tRE5Ffl19HgQMa0F9OYxnQc6pbdqxinj728pR7aF7A1loXRNKhV78XXUY8ct4FbpRwJdxlx2EyAlhFoe3PvZMi6ZuBUVw5yoO2YU/s320/PA134617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592892715028098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPoInWp0mSZ3tDMUN5ChDa5BPBX4cgLcDJ_p8FZTmOORTBu86jLJexj9GcHr6ctHTI80VRwPBYOu-6Arsq5IXFT5MLnLVyn21Yp-bMKY23dOc_SgWTe6r4UJcBd67Evjk7h74ugIbAQA/s1600-h/PA134630.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPoInWp0mSZ3tDMUN5ChDa5BPBX4cgLcDJ_p8FZTmOORTBu86jLJexj9GcHr6ctHTI80VRwPBYOu-6Arsq5IXFT5MLnLVyn21Yp-bMKY23dOc_SgWTe6r4UJcBd67Evjk7h74ugIbAQA/s320/PA134630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592897009995410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Also Danijel spends a lot of time on the train</span><br /></div><br />There is something wrong with the electronics controlling the signals and track switching, so at the present time there is one person sitting next to the track at every track switch there is. The job is done mechanically by hand. Rumor has it that a guy stole 5 km of the wire connecting this system and thats the reason for all this trouble now. So that leaves me to the solution of arriving at the train station in the morning and then wait for the train which is usually at least 30 min late. Then I have to take the train, which takes around 50 minutes instead of 30. All in all this makes me spend around 3-4 hours every day on public transportation. To look on the bright side this leaves me with a lot of time to read my curriculum. <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjfuJJblSZ0DPralgo0vizWo8kaJkBsF0GGNXpZ-sKtf2KxXg2G7MIHLlrDMg9Ya6W7QgCL_cFKMTLh__IrEu9fWfOfNlp9jScfPARwq-dXrYDvTITi6YGwiUAjXABEwuwHVjjXmx5Tk/s1600-h/PA114512.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjfuJJblSZ0DPralgo0vizWo8kaJkBsF0GGNXpZ-sKtf2KxXg2G7MIHLlrDMg9Ya6W7QgCL_cFKMTLh__IrEu9fWfOfNlp9jScfPARwq-dXrYDvTITi6YGwiUAjXABEwuwHVjjXmx5Tk/s320/PA114512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124591995066863154" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Vukov Spomenik - The Train station I usually get of at in Belgrade Center</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtytQOE4nxTuCazNmQSX6_aWDluKXSvQ4ZSDz9P3jeqcM__hflY7FEe33emsiS8YWDN60rqzUbV9l7FzMP_g17JpSHUgREztn1_QbkTlIGiB6xAtpPZJt1QbJ3VIcC7CYK7sw6cEMxSg/s1600-h/PA195037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtytQOE4nxTuCazNmQSX6_aWDluKXSvQ4ZSDz9P3jeqcM__hflY7FEe33emsiS8YWDN60rqzUbV9l7FzMP_g17JpSHUgREztn1_QbkTlIGiB6xAtpPZJt1QbJ3VIcC7CYK7sw6cEMxSg/s320/PA195037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592914189864626" border="0" /></a><br />In Beograd one of the obligations we have is language classes. We have more or less three classes every week. The event takes place in a nice coffee shop downtown together with our language teacher Desa (The sister of the general secretary's wife). We learn a lot here even though it can be a bit heavy sometimes.<br /><br />We meet Samuil (general secretary) a couple of times during the week for different assignments and meetings. Ranging from bible study to meetings with some people he knows. We also try to meet students for social activities (cafe, cinema, concerts, etc.). And there is also the student meeting at every Monday. From this week or next week I will start working one day in a kinder garden as well.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAt6N6z4wDbpJRqp8WBLo9RMPpJTffE_c93toHTb22j_Yy7xSAtjWIjKv7imL0jwl9gG0SAuWMKH9_R9u_5gAboNENvvEvUW3cIII6xs3P8L_mP6pdh36zMLobMI6jgm-sjyEBOWUmpcA/s1600-h/PA205173+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAt6N6z4wDbpJRqp8WBLo9RMPpJTffE_c93toHTb22j_Yy7xSAtjWIjKv7imL0jwl9gG0SAuWMKH9_R9u_5gAboNENvvEvUW3cIII6xs3P8L_mP6pdh36zMLobMI6jgm-sjyEBOWUmpcA/s320/PA205173+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592922779799234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">We are doing all kinds of social activities, lately I've been attending a lot of blues concerts. The guy on the picture is no other than D.Z. Rooster, keeping the blues alive.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYB7Q2yPeE_Ccs6ASP6iZfORjvuqFcYb1uh2FqFjb_WyArBX8a8QAK-Mrpw0cqNFOd_9rk_tdG_pzB8baspsnKE8UA7viaxhhiqc-mOfonnss1mEZoKrBCV15Xvoc4c-_UwibwAYtpiOQ/s1600-h/PA134639.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYB7Q2yPeE_Ccs6ASP6iZfORjvuqFcYb1uh2FqFjb_WyArBX8a8QAK-Mrpw0cqNFOd_9rk_tdG_pzB8baspsnKE8UA7viaxhhiqc-mOfonnss1mEZoKrBCV15Xvoc4c-_UwibwAYtpiOQ/s320/PA134639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592012246732402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM63D9Ny-RDXiIddBeTFKHZLg9XWWyxBx6yjyuqFinF1fKjGncptvmHGjnwjYhtForIiX5zVRe8pPSeUFXFD8sS_GMNZx3ObTNCJdEHWK13Q4fropK70ML_S4mjsiEZ7RlyzxA0kovE5Y/s1600-h/PA134638.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM63D9Ny-RDXiIddBeTFKHZLg9XWWyxBx6yjyuqFinF1fKjGncptvmHGjnwjYhtForIiX5zVRe8pPSeUFXFD8sS_GMNZx3ObTNCJdEHWK13Q4fropK70ML_S4mjsiEZ7RlyzxA0kovE5Y/s320/PA134638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592007951765090" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Coffee shop visits are pretty common. Also a part of our social work.</span><br /></div><br />I want to tell you about one special event. Most average people here don't speak English too well, except students, business and young people. It was a Saturday around one o'clock and I was going to Belgrade for language class. I was sitting on the train station, waiting, reading some book, when an old man (probably above 80) walked up to me and asked me something in Serbian. I tried as good as I could and said something like:<br />-Ja priču malu srbski, which means I speak little Serbian. And then he replied with an impressive accent:<br /> - So you speak English then! Where are you from?A little confused I answered: <br /> - I'm from Norway<br /> - Så du snakker norsk da (Norwegian: So you speak Norwegian), he said in almost fluent Norwegian while sitting down beside me on my bench. I didn't know quite what to say for a start. Rarely any old people here speak english at all and here I'm sitting next to an old man speaking Norwegian! It turns out the guy used to work in the danish embassy for 10 years, he had travelled a lot and almost visited every country on the planet. He had also worked in India, Sri Lanka, Germany, Canada and so on. We ended up talking for nearly one and a half hour both on the station and on the train. This is a good example of how Serbians start speaking to each other without knowing each other in advance. He had a lot of interesting views on both Serbian and world politics. And an amount of knowledge which only 80 years of experience can give you. We talked about world situation, poverty, rich countries exploiting poor countries, Kosovo, Serbia situation and on and on. It was a very interesting one and a half hour and I learned a lot. This guy should have been interviewed in Åsne Seierstads "Med ryggen mot verden". But anyway, it was a great experience!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiut2yiAkfkv3VzjA8likETBsEz9fP3eqm35D3oaNEt_6DSmvs5qqvOghSg4uXiExw3-djTcUh1J7nmxqX04tOJabJAtDVygmIpqr5MgLZOCBVe4jflNvFy7nDGThpnQRt0V2HMP_Qc94I/s1600-h/PA124527.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiut2yiAkfkv3VzjA8likETBsEz9fP3eqm35D3oaNEt_6DSmvs5qqvOghSg4uXiExw3-djTcUh1J7nmxqX04tOJabJAtDVygmIpqr5MgLZOCBVe4jflNvFy7nDGThpnQRt0V2HMP_Qc94I/s320/PA124527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124591999361830466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A common sight in Knez Mihailova, the walking street in Belgrade.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yMQ5KBtPBPgacfebhZl167WIeC6I2AbR35k5PbKE6U4BwMaXgtPoo02esFxVBhYqikk4R-ODFR1CMx8SKz2LA_UqgIprBB8Ry5915JOu09G3l5JloXenmMfgc5-nLg2Ufkis8KsTvac/s1600-h/PA124593_mini.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yMQ5KBtPBPgacfebhZl167WIeC6I2AbR35k5PbKE6U4BwMaXgtPoo02esFxVBhYqikk4R-ODFR1CMx8SKz2LA_UqgIprBB8Ry5915JOu09G3l5JloXenmMfgc5-nLg2Ufkis8KsTvac/s320/PA124593_mini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124592003656797778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Evening in Kalemegdon an old fortress in Belgrade Center. The statue is holding up a peace contract towards the enemy, in the other hand he has his sword.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbjtfq7FG7WUpr4G9e1ri3QxzAabVaLJkIQPH00XkhHGQ41dgTxNXsicbRhhnlZM_Jv1KuaJICqQQCVY7C6GUsOkvV3WYVYEQ7FoFeuwLs8COratSvOG2p37XmQn17BYkRF2eS3FWN9M/s1600-h/PA225252.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbjtfq7FG7WUpr4G9e1ri3QxzAabVaLJkIQPH00XkhHGQ41dgTxNXsicbRhhnlZM_Jv1KuaJICqQQCVY7C6GUsOkvV3WYVYEQ7FoFeuwLs8COratSvOG2p37XmQn17BYkRF2eS3FWN9M/s320/PA225252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124593128938229458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">We saw this guy recently. He was nice and made a couple of jokes. He actually used to live in Serbia for 10 years when his father Torvald was Ambassador here. For those of you who don't recognize him, you should get to know Norway better. </span> </div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-63375964940711375442007-10-17T11:01:00.001+02:002008-11-15T12:00:19.925+01:00Home sweet homeI think it's about time I start writing something about me as well. I'm living in a city called Pančevo. It's about 15 km north-east of Belgrade and has around 120 000 inhabitants. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYLHxtndCP9l1yojdYOGfsA2bEobOyG5FrqhfM733t7geBVefOH5XmrwGoCbNs5BJQoMjL4EoYS3JEs3AFee53enGIBo_ZuojKXiDapjcxb1RMDH1nuEa7gqFpl10wyW8JeJoO0h9Rvz0/s1600-h/PA054357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYLHxtndCP9l1yojdYOGfsA2bEobOyG5FrqhfM733t7geBVefOH5XmrwGoCbNs5BJQoMjL4EoYS3JEs3AFee53enGIBo_ZuojKXiDapjcxb1RMDH1nuEa7gqFpl10wyW8JeJoO0h9Rvz0/s320/PA054357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122244785923423106" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIan8av_jf9mUyv_LJKrFN4SiNywosu0NFXssnitD4R_-r6nnuiVqP58In6cyjRMAZHxoDBZ2z1LTJdqdS1jYuzM4fWEoE4Ni0vQ9ZhjzsPVTCPGxBYxatSnVhqbyIrHuLlg6yZqM9-II/s1600-h/PA144678.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIan8av_jf9mUyv_LJKrFN4SiNywosu0NFXssnitD4R_-r6nnuiVqP58In6cyjRMAZHxoDBZ2z1LTJdqdS1jYuzM4fWEoE4Ni0vQ9ZhjzsPVTCPGxBYxatSnVhqbyIrHuLlg6yZqM9-II/s320/PA144678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122252534044425346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3XRkOh45YbqXlLII9dNkJWAXgXQa30H2lbhG7Zcig_DhBuW78szDaA7u3sqasGDE2b1-grySntA_BWMpo_PLvAazFjyj0Vw0jPVe7TmfMmGA92LcezSjFxlm9_KNSSqn_xZTgmnv1sU/s1600-h/PA074375.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3XRkOh45YbqXlLII9dNkJWAXgXQa30H2lbhG7Zcig_DhBuW78szDaA7u3sqasGDE2b1-grySntA_BWMpo_PLvAazFjyj0Vw0jPVe7TmfMmGA92LcezSjFxlm9_KNSSqn_xZTgmnv1sU/s320/PA074375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122244798808325026" border="0" /></a>It would be natural to compare this city to Stavanger, my hometown in Norway which has almost the same population. The city center here is a lot smaller then Stavanger, I'm guessing it's mostly because it's so close to the million city of Belgrade. Industry is the major thing here, and the city is rated as the most polluted one in Serbia. A famous Chinese flee marked can also be found here. I have not been there yet, but I think I will go there soon, to find some cheap clothing for the winter. Clothes here is actually supposed to be more expensive than in Norway.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJSZ2fsdIBDqjCFUkUIecM9VgjFC5IU6Bgav5NXwM9K3pkvRXhO27h7ETkmAhUM_yRtCPBqVVGPd5ng1_luJi2RQZeLiBGEDEQmoje1KDZ4DbmsIvwVqRcyvHbIgO8_vCFLY06hMda7Kg/s1600-h/PA144647.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJSZ2fsdIBDqjCFUkUIecM9VgjFC5IU6Bgav5NXwM9K3pkvRXhO27h7ETkmAhUM_yRtCPBqVVGPd5ng1_luJi2RQZeLiBGEDEQmoje1KDZ4DbmsIvwVqRcyvHbIgO8_vCFLY06hMda7Kg/s320/PA144647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122248144587848770" border="0" /></a><br />I live in a part of town called Misa. It's build pretty recently and the population there is pretty young. There are grocery stores on almost every corner and a lot of other specialist shops.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi647nTo_1wVqy6cQ7a3vAFNGA21zXWygkny2ueJ_HUjKe4f-kkwo_7uo11LgnRgPHY-7fOZfpl-0JIWFXak66ORjPlnjb-ZAIUr6GJEqEWTn52UPHCB3YDwYNfn1tIud6Q1EHetrA_fqk/s1600-h/PA144648.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi647nTo_1wVqy6cQ7a3vAFNGA21zXWygkny2ueJ_HUjKe4f-kkwo_7uo11LgnRgPHY-7fOZfpl-0JIWFXak66ORjPlnjb-ZAIUr6GJEqEWTn52UPHCB3YDwYNfn1tIud6Q1EHetrA_fqk/s320/PA144648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122248148882816082" border="0" /></a> There is also a pretty big sports park in this area, with a basketball pitch, soccer field, jogging area, tennis courts and a lot more.<br /><br />I'm living in a flat together with Bojan. He is also 24 years like me and he studies business and tourism. As one should when one studies tourism, Bojan speaks English really well. Bojan has traveled around a lot and is used to foreigners. There has been a lot of other international people living here before. And speaking of former guests...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOxScpTNcA0GQabKCCrkXLOOsGmidqTaGspJsl-cTyOs517q9zAVPEJx7bfv2-V5J77JQcCfllFfR5ZhvwapQDMtsylZ922Zzd9nMJQSe5R6TBZLP2xf6G2h0g8s5xoc2NF6bGqrCMFc/s1600-h/PA174866.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOxScpTNcA0GQabKCCrkXLOOsGmidqTaGspJsl-cTyOs517q9zAVPEJx7bfv2-V5J77JQcCfllFfR5ZhvwapQDMtsylZ922Zzd9nMJQSe5R6TBZLP2xf6G2h0g8s5xoc2NF6bGqrCMFc/s320/PA174866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122248135997914162" border="0" /></a><br />This is Bojan and some of his many gadgets.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixOhylfR2T4TYhdfVR_c5GgZO5sN3RsjSkJite0Vtf68PXvxNzIMXp3ppI67FdbusuqR93D_B3BvdwxdDwKkYlKwhIAsVgFPn_rsxidjKau3_1Fvh5tnGgHGuvVBjJRzojkt6RFBzWkxM/s1600-h/PA054367.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixOhylfR2T4TYhdfVR_c5GgZO5sN3RsjSkJite0Vtf68PXvxNzIMXp3ppI67FdbusuqR93D_B3BvdwxdDwKkYlKwhIAsVgFPn_rsxidjKau3_1Fvh5tnGgHGuvVBjJRzojkt6RFBzWkxM/s320/PA054367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122244790218390418" border="0" /></a>On the far right of the picture you can see my house.<br /><br />After living here a couple of days I noticed there were a lot of fancy technical gadgets here. All over Serbia is a couple of years behind Norway in technology. You can't find the most recent products but what was new in Norway two years ago. But still Bojan had all this stuff laying around. Laptop, bluetooth-USB-adapter, bluetooth-headset, air conditioner and a lot more. I started asking where he got this stuff and he told me about the guests. This guest left a laptop, this guy left the air conditioner, and so it went on. As it turned out every guest has left something. And then he laughed and looked at me and said: <blockquote>Every guest leaves something.</blockquote>So for now I have left a wireless ADSL router, and more there will be. So this has become the first really internal joke in the house.<br /><br />I'm having a great time here and I enjoy living in Pancevo.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHkUhopnRM400IrjB7a2v8D4K9ZcJJhk9Qc2XT2CztJD6k1VcEO8kgBalE0ixoeOTty29e_W4kMe00k12z-zYGJuwqM7Xwx3xHlq6_F0C_yxrF8J_3wwmAfqSaBYxrex-bMkaFaf79nI/s1600-h/PA124610.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHkUhopnRM400IrjB7a2v8D4K9ZcJJhk9Qc2XT2CztJD6k1VcEO8kgBalE0ixoeOTty29e_W4kMe00k12z-zYGJuwqM7Xwx3xHlq6_F0C_yxrF8J_3wwmAfqSaBYxrex-bMkaFaf79nI/s320/PA124610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246933407071234" border="0" /></a>So this is my room. I decided to go for a honest picture and shoot the room in a typical condition. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2wHOGRQWI8CsKOb89aZsKsG7z2RMSQLcj9XMUoj7FQ_KdETh7ZztRA7WPGtNBU-bZXxP8ZhZGr_YpFR04ZN5BE6MDPdQJ827AIzo4Avg3uY7mGXeJXFUHWhN7gH0mR5vjR8V2WFBQ3o/s1600-h/PA124609.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2wHOGRQWI8CsKOb89aZsKsG7z2RMSQLcj9XMUoj7FQ_KdETh7ZztRA7WPGtNBU-bZXxP8ZhZGr_YpFR04ZN5BE6MDPdQJ827AIzo4Avg3uY7mGXeJXFUHWhN7gH0mR5vjR8V2WFBQ3o/s320/PA124609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246924817136626" border="0" /></a>This is our hall. The living room is the door in front . Front right is the kitchen and bottom left is the door to my place. The bathroom is front left. The entrance is middle left and behind the camera is Bojan's office/room.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsw6-iJy4Jmrqy5eNKgKSGqe7hw0YPKNE7wz6KMYn3htsRGi2PXV9vlD-4AEvUDi_QBWxBTEQeVm8vnHcoeVH8kAvikrQlkydB1RdIkRYsgwdzhC1XRGcTfaglDK0jPqvRmKGUbwOsgA/s1600-h/PA124606.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsw6-iJy4Jmrqy5eNKgKSGqe7hw0YPKNE7wz6KMYn3htsRGi2PXV9vlD-4AEvUDi_QBWxBTEQeVm8vnHcoeVH8kAvikrQlkydB1RdIkRYsgwdzhC1XRGcTfaglDK0jPqvRmKGUbwOsgA/s320/PA124606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246911932234722" border="0" /></a>This is our kitchen. We make food here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWFcIquroe7oQa7y-A-vUMd4TkRyotAmUfOlrQifOv2GAhefWkYvC80M8sZp2Gl7MnPsCu4amVVwV-QMVOfpTgKp5glBYgkgUMjIWD2sUlqeFzDqvlJv2QCjePnXRkJ0PUb414361dVao/s1600-h/PA124604.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWFcIquroe7oQa7y-A-vUMd4TkRyotAmUfOlrQifOv2GAhefWkYvC80M8sZp2Gl7MnPsCu4amVVwV-QMVOfpTgKp5glBYgkgUMjIWD2sUlqeFzDqvlJv2QCjePnXRkJ0PUb414361dVao/s320/PA124604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246907637267410" border="0" /></a>This is our living room.<br /><blockquote></blockquote><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXbWVPLuxcsIiVy-fd1LXASBKh-ubhttol6h2MkWlxpxKCkz1OEhaRzYbwajapWm8vyNL0CLY2kdWpdWHChS8-yKq6FRVS9ofVuIxfFqoxhuM4xRxUJjv42oSEPzlFR_LYUWIe153JQ0/s1600-h/PA124611.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXbWVPLuxcsIiVy-fd1LXASBKh-ubhttol6h2MkWlxpxKCkz1OEhaRzYbwajapWm8vyNL0CLY2kdWpdWHChS8-yKq6FRVS9ofVuIxfFqoxhuM4xRxUJjv42oSEPzlFR_LYUWIe153JQ0/s320/PA124611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122248118818044946" border="0" /></a>Our bathroom.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0SHhvpmFXK8IHe3bQCFyUtE-7KM7EjGgOFdBwYkh5ibdBStJWmNWxSPxc6AstF5ooAKgvPPegbvxX7PFTfNiOWiavU3v_lEQmBfz5Qy9yOjAdxyJFicLvDICuJwC8QBrLAQc-g_ly580/s1600-h/PA164773.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0SHhvpmFXK8IHe3bQCFyUtE-7KM7EjGgOFdBwYkh5ibdBStJWmNWxSPxc6AstF5ooAKgvPPegbvxX7PFTfNiOWiavU3v_lEQmBfz5Qy9yOjAdxyJFicLvDICuJwC8QBrLAQc-g_ly580/s320/PA164773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122248127407979554" border="0" /></a>Some guests for dinner in our apartment.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokkhYPW5xT3qyNWwCUZm1zoQJh27evG614u0lqvi8BipIKbZmFzj4kzPxelmr4SRBFSJAPQqU_muSkldCdxnnWYedjTsBb4fW6K-DBVuNLyp34ZZ7iQKmJOt7_QMLF7be-CxQyzhJDvA/s1600-h/PA144650.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokkhYPW5xT3qyNWwCUZm1zoQJh27evG614u0lqvi8BipIKbZmFzj4kzPxelmr4SRBFSJAPQqU_muSkldCdxnnWYedjTsBb4fW6K-DBVuNLyp34ZZ7iQKmJOt7_QMLF7be-CxQyzhJDvA/s320/PA144650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122252529749458018" border="0" /></a>A pile of garbage next to the sports park. All the garbage was gone next day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmUn4hxG50G25uldNLAQrdoheCdICT0luaJnGRJcyA0thsDU_hUecAtYtHZYW6dWCZmKYQDs6fnJottjCd2ZwXPGa0Q9_Xrj0nyeYpkrXHKkymbsq42llk739vnAUu5QvHc2yMf17IK-4/s1600-h/PA144655.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmUn4hxG50G25uldNLAQrdoheCdICT0luaJnGRJcyA0thsDU_hUecAtYtHZYW6dWCZmKYQDs6fnJottjCd2ZwXPGa0Q9_Xrj0nyeYpkrXHKkymbsq42llk739vnAUu5QvHc2yMf17IK-4/s320/PA144655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122252534044425330" border="0" /></a>My local train station. I spend a lot of time here every day. Something that I will tell more about in a later post.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt96OWInhgqRhfye5V4vlSjc6z6tZAi5dvf52DFx4ry1v-J9yNQnCbVhTteJkv0xrdk10RnFVQImZ5vI9LbuS5t8kD7FEmMRvWYcb2bS4N6ZhBCI-Byj196YC9KWev5c7Jlp9iOlp8WvE/s1600-h/PA164780.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt96OWInhgqRhfye5V4vlSjc6z6tZAi5dvf52DFx4ry1v-J9yNQnCbVhTteJkv0xrdk10RnFVQImZ5vI9LbuS5t8kD7FEmMRvWYcb2bS4N6ZhBCI-Byj196YC9KWev5c7Jlp9iOlp8WvE/s320/PA164780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122252538339392658" border="0" /></a>Visiting the place of my friend Danijel.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewxKP1TOyvcWZeRYja9tnXPDaiyryR1OeLigFVBUor3cXCSW91T_WYxPXWRzi0z9SAxuvhq6s5rx94VlB-9tEt0Z67g5F32219syMQZSMHj9G8U3kZtbffp-lERUcVw2i6NGxqbI3WpA/s1600-h/PA074396.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewxKP1TOyvcWZeRYja9tnXPDaiyryR1OeLigFVBUor3cXCSW91T_WYxPXWRzi0z9SAxuvhq6s5rx94VlB-9tEt0Z67g5F32219syMQZSMHj9G8U3kZtbffp-lERUcVw2i6NGxqbI3WpA/s320/PA074396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122246899047332802" border="0" /></a>From a service in the methodist church. We were five people in the benches. Me and Danijel joined the preacher for another service afterwards, and then we were invited for dinner at his place.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OeZCRBdwFxuRjj8Gymm4cUAjROP2Jo1zMKpQqW4e1WUY_19fhtSS6JLpmbXvnJz_EYU5nPEi7sYJY7mmlEz9offDqIJ54D10zVg5_TtLvZ59PTN7j9gIFgV1QOB6bIiC-vI0GRgOQF0/s1600-h/PA074376.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OeZCRBdwFxuRjj8Gymm4cUAjROP2Jo1zMKpQqW4e1WUY_19fhtSS6JLpmbXvnJz_EYU5nPEi7sYJY7mmlEz9offDqIJ54D10zVg5_TtLvZ59PTN7j9gIFgV1QOB6bIiC-vI0GRgOQF0/s320/PA074376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122244807398259634" border="0" /></a>A picture from the pentecostal church of Bojan were I also have been attending some services.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-17615275998556867192007-10-11T22:03:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:20.661+01:00Some thoughts about conflict, war, peace and justiceThis is what everyone connects with Serbia. A land of war, conflicts and trouble. I have to admit that I used to think the same thing. So is this the Serbia I have met. There are some strange things here, like the fact that I don't recall seeing any Africans at all during my time in Serbia. People here also have a pretty negative view of NATO.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuW0DsmQGdQWy-bLkDNH8ZdeECX3FhnKFhI7_c_GPFBHiosAp2n_W0548q8jDh1GtyuPsEKIjWvIhqxeVfHdcgomFDDa6B6Y9Js0SSh6LOGWBDFCGGMtWXfYCKG_tuC2xg0k80XHD4tDs/s1600-h/PA084458.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuW0DsmQGdQWy-bLkDNH8ZdeECX3FhnKFhI7_c_GPFBHiosAp2n_W0548q8jDh1GtyuPsEKIjWvIhqxeVfHdcgomFDDa6B6Y9Js0SSh6LOGWBDFCGGMtWXfYCKG_tuC2xg0k80XHD4tDs/s320/PA084458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120184984032770898" border="0" /></a><br />I will try to give a short summary of my impression of the Kosovo conflict. I want to emphasize the fact that this is my version, I'm not saying that this is what happened. Also I think my point of view is a little Serbian given the fact that I live in Serbia. Some time back Albanians (a Muslim people) started immigrating into the Kosovo region. This was originally a part of Serbia. They started getting a lot of kids and after some time they went from being a minority to a majority. Reasonably enough they felt like having more control of there own area in stead of Serbia deciding everything. During the rule of President Tito, Kosovo was given strong autonomy (they were given a lot of power to control them self) along with Vojvodina (the region I live in). Some years after Tito died a new President called Slobodan Milosevič started ruling the nation and he canceled the autonomy that Kosovo had been given earlier. This was the point were things started to turn around. The Kosovo-Albanians became angry and started killing Serbians. Then Serbia sends armed forces into Kosovo and starts killing Kosovo-Albanians. NATO tells Slobodan to retreat from Kosovo something he will not do. To stop the killing NATO starts bombing Serbia to ruin the economy of Serbia, and after a while they send peace keeping troops in to Kosovo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmmB2URgNkFTo_GaT2Vur3p6Y2OpBl3VLNQqgI9UlLouioaJwe1iavvWKUYQ8JXsvNa9e264O9o40nRD3Tr2QIf4AscK4_NKG-VkmLlfNfkY-JZFguxHxAaU4ATo4wPX5PORxQ-b4JwQ/s1600-h/PA094510_resize.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmmB2URgNkFTo_GaT2Vur3p6Y2OpBl3VLNQqgI9UlLouioaJwe1iavvWKUYQ8JXsvNa9e264O9o40nRD3Tr2QIf4AscK4_NKG-VkmLlfNfkY-JZFguxHxAaU4ATo4wPX5PORxQ-b4JwQ/s320/PA094510_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120184129334278978" border="0" /></a>During Tito's rule there were communism in Yugoslavia. A good communism as some of the people here have told me. People where happy and they had more than enough money to survive. They even had money for recreation like skiing, traveling and similar activities. They had a standard of living that could be compared to what we had in Norway. Communism made everyone equal, something that kind of put a lid on the different conflicts that were boiling under the surface. When Tito died the lid fell of and things started boiling. After a while NATO bombed Serbia and destroyed most of the industry of Serbia, leaving half the population unemployed. They succeeded with there goal which was to destroy the economy. NATO ruins the country and leave them to manage them selves, no wonder they don't like NATO here. People who used to have what they needed and more barely have enough resources to provide food for their children. A nurse with 3 years of education earns around 1500 NOK every month. That's 50 NOK every day. Less than a tenth of the salary a nurse would get in Norway. The prices in Belgrade is around 1/3 of what they are in Norway. How are people supposed to manage to survive? Is this fair? Is this justice? As I said earlier there are many sides to this story. You will get a different version from each person you ask.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfuvvFiZy1Vhdj8RNn2_leVFfWCQXKLvQrBKaSJZ3bct7Yzx1nACAXNT4p3mRgB_sYN_TZ31psUj2bTF9M17kWYX9vjEJsjGPOB7jQbLTtEkiYLSb2HoG7ixHn7TYp2yQ9DxTPaaQqeYA/s1600-h/PA084505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfuvvFiZy1Vhdj8RNn2_leVFfWCQXKLvQrBKaSJZ3bct7Yzx1nACAXNT4p3mRgB_sYN_TZ31psUj2bTF9M17kWYX9vjEJsjGPOB7jQbLTtEkiYLSb2HoG7ixHn7TYp2yQ9DxTPaaQqeYA/s320/PA084505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120185026982443874" border="0" /></a>This is what's left of a TV station after NATO bombed it. This is what we leave behind.<br /><br />Please give comments and reactions to this, there are probably some inaccurate facts and I would like very much to get others opinions.Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-90032130081160587632007-10-06T18:51:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:22.243+01:00First impressions of Serbia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAl0iLa4zNPmIDW9bTUUGpVocS6WbSMW18qWOdUxIohTNx_VVXw8YAgNVaEAbG3T-V1kHeBpoBADLejjKa1Wdqmn8xMQ81KpFUg5R2BOMbdfNhjHLFvKAj6orJSqhKmLrUGdZUbhVXWg/s1600-h/PA054340.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQAl0iLa4zNPmIDW9bTUUGpVocS6WbSMW18qWOdUxIohTNx_VVXw8YAgNVaEAbG3T-V1kHeBpoBADLejjKa1Wdqmn8xMQ81KpFUg5R2BOMbdfNhjHLFvKAj6orJSqhKmLrUGdZUbhVXWg/s320/PA054340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119456798097537730" border="0" /></a>Tomorrow I have been here for a week. So how much can one actually understand during one week? During the first day I figured out that traffic in Belgrade is a little bit different from traffic in Norway. Cars are almost constantly driving 20 km/h above the speed limit, the horn is used pretty frequently and all the drivers I've been riding with has spent half the time talking on the phone (and just in case you wonder: no hands free here...). And since this is not enough people are usually driving, seemingly unaware of how the signs, lines and rules tell you to drive. In other words: Traffic is crazy.<br /><br />But traffic is still only traffic. The real question is still; What are the Serbian people like? Let me start with a little example. My second day in Serbia Danijel was showing me around in Belgrade. We were sitting having lunch on one of the walls of Kalemegdan (the fortress of Belgrade) when Danijel received a phone call from a friend. It was a guy he had met in a concert who wanted to hang out, and as the social guy I am I agreed immediately. After waiting some longer than planned the guy showed up and we drove down to Dunav (Donau). The guy pulled out a guitar from his car, we found a bench along the river and he started to play. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpqkX3w-MY_ctPEQn5wFnlgAymMX_ZlzEWZDFQbccuxB5csyYeHYk0uKEkBTptxPlfPnW06LDEHRRoZzCZbss1FntT8l3zOzuvO_euEXIW6G8cXXB94ygAact0spAPDJAiFenRyKWT0k/s1600-h/PA044224.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpqkX3w-MY_ctPEQn5wFnlgAymMX_ZlzEWZDFQbccuxB5csyYeHYk0uKEkBTptxPlfPnW06LDEHRRoZzCZbss1FntT8l3zOzuvO_euEXIW6G8cXXB94ygAact0spAPDJAiFenRyKWT0k/s320/PA044224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119464288520501970" border="0" /></a>As it turnes out this guy was a real blues freak or genius (a question of definition). I don't think I ever have seen anybody play like this. I'm not a big blues fan but this was just really cool. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdHIzMm4XyWNCstlyuNuWY3BFFL9B8grHtndQaOgwBKV2E9JZaApq5TZOgH_Hkh-S6rnT_KWrPhpg2HbdCuOIC5wjE2dhEFwZOCEgB-uXMyAI35JitfU2OM2E7hWrbyndN1TysgApQ04/s1600-h/PA044244.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdHIzMm4XyWNCstlyuNuWY3BFFL9B8grHtndQaOgwBKV2E9JZaApq5TZOgH_Hkh-S6rnT_KWrPhpg2HbdCuOIC5wjE2dhEFwZOCEgB-uXMyAI35JitfU2OM2E7hWrbyndN1TysgApQ04/s320/PA044244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119464297110436594" border="0" /></a>It went on with playing blues and talking about blues. After maybe 15 minutes a random old man passing by on a bicycle stopped and started listening and joined in on the conversation. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ZyunSjYrs-IHt7AcpH4Idx7eTx4GTmzk0GJWhVqlxkSKp_erYoMwTw-M-bPDv9I43elXXCrS2rORvKw4M7eNFPe19AYm4htL6A_m6pZ5bLRLKXLoOGQFRWsjyPSqvZ0nNyEoDhlG0qw/s1600-h/PA044235.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ZyunSjYrs-IHt7AcpH4Idx7eTx4GTmzk0GJWhVqlxkSKp_erYoMwTw-M-bPDv9I43elXXCrS2rORvKw4M7eNFPe19AYm4htL6A_m6pZ5bLRLKXLoOGQFRWsjyPSqvZ0nNyEoDhlG0qw/s320/PA044235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119464292815469282" border="0" /></a> He stayed for approximately one hour. The conversation was all in Serbian, and as you can guess I was mostly a passive part of this gathering, but never the less I was there and it was a nice experience.<br /><br />There are multiple elements which I want to discuss in this story. For a start its the way things started, there was no planning. It was all just an almost impulsive act which developed as it passed. The next point is the fact that he arrived later than planned, there was a delay. And than the old man, they had never seen each other before but ended up talking together for an hour. They say that all you need to start a conversation here is for the eyes to meet. And the last point, they were talking Serbian. Unless they are talking to you Serbians will speak in Serbian.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmcTvi6Tbp0Q50FIf8gG2gLldANbDwZGdcO-k_iEpc7yDyJlG5XF_Myw0neIGELmsqpgCp5gsGJ4XpBQv4qbtq51UgLvGm5aFbInV9On2afhyphenhyphenQTG2DbyL929sFwHA6v5_I66L1dOKGjoE/s1600-h/PA054271.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmcTvi6Tbp0Q50FIf8gG2gLldANbDwZGdcO-k_iEpc7yDyJlG5XF_Myw0neIGELmsqpgCp5gsGJ4XpBQv4qbtq51UgLvGm5aFbInV9On2afhyphenhyphenQTG2DbyL929sFwHA6v5_I66L1dOKGjoE/s320/PA054271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119464301405403922" border="0" /></a>The National Parlament of Serbia. A lot of very important history has happened here.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHTQQiGTnjsBkTu3C-EL8bSPnKofzPbPbMDapqZtHPRNJBRX81VbD4hH6fFvefvdgStYGo00JZNw9wfWtf27aSIrAnLdVFTgcK2LcQJKb6eko-VADsS6D6YsBR-Yb2t-3zTulu2tXV5Y/s1600-h/PA054333.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHTQQiGTnjsBkTu3C-EL8bSPnKofzPbPbMDapqZtHPRNJBRX81VbD4hH6fFvefvdgStYGo00JZNw9wfWtf27aSIrAnLdVFTgcK2LcQJKb6eko-VADsS6D6YsBR-Yb2t-3zTulu2tXV5Y/s320/PA054333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119464301405403906" border="0" /></a>I live in the building to the left on the 2th floor. The window on the upper left of the picture is mine. That's where I'm sitting and writing this now. The wicked car in front is my friend Bilijana's. She's in the drivers seat.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKwIMdJASE3AcrFFUVInT5FD3uKEDEmcAnKQm5FloTv972jaYin9exBQxHj8n2VSvwVjEu9vnR0BYpZb42EHgvUQUG0W_JWv4cTArYZXCxvXqfZscCTvli4xwOEpQtl2qpKGNeLfuYTmk/s1600-h/PA044254.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKwIMdJASE3AcrFFUVInT5FD3uKEDEmcAnKQm5FloTv972jaYin9exBQxHj8n2VSvwVjEu9vnR0BYpZb42EHgvUQUG0W_JWv4cTArYZXCxvXqfZscCTvli4xwOEpQtl2qpKGNeLfuYTmk/s320/PA044254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119465439571737378" border="0" /></a>Some of you have seen this guy before. He is considered highly dangerous and is probably armed with one or more weapons. If you happen to see a mountain of bottles or a pig head be alert and proceed with caution!<br /></div></div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-24994241378384994052007-10-06T01:33:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:24.245+01:00The Journey"Ring, ring, ring, ring" I look at my alarm clock: 04:00, it's time to get up. I put on my clothes. I'm really tired. I slept like two hours during the night. A lot of thoughts were on my mind and it was hard to fall into sleep. After a couple of minutes Jone wakes up as well and we sit down in the living room. Waiting. Waiting for a message. Suddenly it's there. The car picking me up is delayed and will not arrive for another 25 minutes. That's 25 minutes of sleep lost, I think for my self. Then another message arrives and it turns out the car is close and I have to leave. I say my goodbyes to Marte and Jone and I am on my way! On my way to Serbia!<br /><br />I meet Stine (my team mate) and her friend in the car outside of Rimi. It's pitch black, and there is mist in the air. The road is flashing in front of me. Streetlight floating away into the darkness and appearing from nowhere. Like a dream, it all feels like a dream or maybe a movie, I'm not sure. After a while we arrive at Gardemoen. We have barely walked through the entrance before we see some other Hald people traveling from Gardemoen. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk7atZesUqNkoaTlXOOgfWPeT_Y1fc7SKybCKeBNu2-2g0ZFUrxNZe1-t12Kl3BmSDq7ewnWowIk853_90KuTC-k-SIXTHKhBc9MFFqlf0UfwG7RWxJufk7ez-6FOZ9gaxalCSK_YbiqI/s1600-h/PA034200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk7atZesUqNkoaTlXOOgfWPeT_Y1fc7SKybCKeBNu2-2g0ZFUrxNZe1-t12Kl3BmSDq7ewnWowIk853_90KuTC-k-SIXTHKhBc9MFFqlf0UfwG7RWxJufk7ez-6FOZ9gaxalCSK_YbiqI/s320/PA034200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118263600348133954" border="0" /></a>Some last minute controlling before leaving Norway.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDV3JUGLruclfHFjsl209HV390RdLeQbZiyAlZnU6oMSgW4PAg7krbxWozl38nHNHYEYWXpFDTrQI5NhnIbrOc-Gnm3v9tMnZxaxFtMLDPK77q2TeYjbufk2674EL1tVSJ4fv03Bc9unA/s1600-h/PA034202.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDV3JUGLruclfHFjsl209HV390RdLeQbZiyAlZnU6oMSgW4PAg7krbxWozl38nHNHYEYWXpFDTrQI5NhnIbrOc-Gnm3v9tMnZxaxFtMLDPK77q2TeYjbufk2674EL1tVSJ4fv03Bc9unA/s320/PA034202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118263604643101266" border="0" /></a>A lot of other students were also travelling at this time, but all the others were taking the plane to Amsterdam. It was nice to meet people again, and say your "final" goodbyes. The Amsterdam plane left at 0630 so we got to say goodbye to everyone before we went to out first plane; destination Vienna.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvyLb0D2rEVl84vg9LhsXhxUctHCn4xBhOzN20OlFfJsJSGcxI8fD7eJafGLvRkxlpwcZl1Ui9b4bsmwB6sjELsB82aBRh9mj0ebUpGlF4W9qw35p7SKo0WOZBhYJ4xEfanwe1A6a23c/s1600-h/PA034205.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvyLb0D2rEVl84vg9LhsXhxUctHCn4xBhOzN20OlFfJsJSGcxI8fD7eJafGLvRkxlpwcZl1Ui9b4bsmwB6sjELsB82aBRh9mj0ebUpGlF4W9qw35p7SKo0WOZBhYJ4xEfanwe1A6a23c/s320/PA034205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118263608938068578" border="0" /></a>Stine and Torstein, the Serbia team, at Gardemoen just before leaving Norway.<br /><br />In Vienna we had a transit time of 4 hours and since Stine never had been in Austria before we were hoping to manage a quick trip to downtown Vienna. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir_kzB1sBw0KZubjx_UME6O9kNIwQzMmo5RYwez7ZuWpRaTDAkUZHKaORe1i7yQC9JK2ArjLDFL_xtQoJXMNDK_fUFBp5EwvuByNYUPKNcnNhWL9hnvSgdrjycFk-gSJzRI_LeFEbjaSE/s1600-h/PA034210.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir_kzB1sBw0KZubjx_UME6O9kNIwQzMmo5RYwez7ZuWpRaTDAkUZHKaORe1i7yQC9JK2ArjLDFL_xtQoJXMNDK_fUFBp5EwvuByNYUPKNcnNhWL9hnvSgdrjycFk-gSJzRI_LeFEbjaSE/s320/PA034210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118264107154274962" border="0" /></a>Luckily enough the Airport Express Train took only 16 minutes and were leaving every 30 minutes. We jumped on the first train, and only minutes later we were standing in the middle of Vienna! I had been in Vienna before - I have even driven through the city in an ambulanse, but thats another story - so I suggested that we should go and check out St.Steffansdom. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtE9tD9_EFeAVySAR-kPUFUhl4CLyfVUvU-TFb4T1UwtBXmR24m-QxFaZuGPaQGNnyCvtwW0rXEWnr8h5Z9Z4-vcGMyRVwNnElfGUTKa2xi5liDOD-HXDXjPZVzeZFTdWqfa8B4gANPWA/s1600-h/PA034213.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtE9tD9_EFeAVySAR-kPUFUhl4CLyfVUvU-TFb4T1UwtBXmR24m-QxFaZuGPaQGNnyCvtwW0rXEWnr8h5Z9Z4-vcGMyRVwNnElfGUTKa2xi5liDOD-HXDXjPZVzeZFTdWqfa8B4gANPWA/s320/PA034213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118264111449242274" border="0" /></a>A really old, tall and famous church. To be honest Vienna was a little disapointing, it was very polluted and dirty. But anyhow, on the way back from the church we grabbed a falaffel burger in Invalidenstrasse. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhESBXjRKQ99TRP2LDDK8NYIkA2ClXjtrDo9F3RVpHpPiTuHnX0yIvE5dWiLMdaSyKujGlkHhHKJsup2Fa1pzfwiEgNsDlgt35UiOuhbDOX2g3haKqt_vPFQNozFAtO0v31JFDD3VsdPpA/s1600-h/PA034216.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhESBXjRKQ99TRP2LDDK8NYIkA2ClXjtrDo9F3RVpHpPiTuHnX0yIvE5dWiLMdaSyKujGlkHhHKJsup2Fa1pzfwiEgNsDlgt35UiOuhbDOX2g3haKqt_vPFQNozFAtO0v31JFDD3VsdPpA/s320/PA034216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118264111449242290" border="0" /></a>We didn't quite get why they called a street by such a name.<br /><br />The next plane took us straight to Belgrade where we were going to experience the first lesson in Serbian culture... the hard way... Bojan (my new room mate) was going to pick us up at the airport. Passing to custums I was looking much forward too meet hime again, and expected him to be there and welcome us. But there was no Bojan or anybody else that seemed to be there to pick us up, apart from maybe 10 to 15 taxi drivers who where persistently asking to bring us to the city. After a short while I got an SMS from Bojan explaining that he would be there in 5-10 minutes, traffic was bad. We waited and waited, but there was no Bojan. Approximately 30 minuttes later he showed up! Better late then never. First lesson: This is Serbia man! Don't expect anything to happen at the time you planned or the way you planned.<br /><br />Bojan came to the airport together with Samuil, the General Secretary of EUS (Laget in Serbia). We were going to have a meeting with them and the Jelena, Stines room mate. You will never guess where the meeting took place! McDonalds! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyX_CmvYK417FUdeHc5MJjl9Jh6LlFkjUBsCqGN4-2DHXfE8Oqkeu1g0h3ZBe1gKBKcpR5Mu_8Kk60v022XAEUA43Z0fkyrUZg9p1-PoaMaKgcVCPZisuCp1eFL8xqcISRk2cVVCdom_U/s1600-h/PA034217.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyX_CmvYK417FUdeHc5MJjl9Jh6LlFkjUBsCqGN4-2DHXfE8Oqkeu1g0h3ZBe1gKBKcpR5Mu_8Kk60v022XAEUA43Z0fkyrUZg9p1-PoaMaKgcVCPZisuCp1eFL8xqcISRk2cVVCdom_U/s320/PA034217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118263608938068594" border="0" /></a>Bojan and Jelena, our room mates.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ISd6Ec0j91kpw7W1yvkDeeRN6DuiuO0d7s9weyGnpXpl5lLK_sALmVlV6nos3EF1ta-RJO87YSE6JulKn_6qotQTAsXYaaEWiuvY4GPLjmvTlrZq5Mbi5lXEGMO5uIO84axDFHoQxCo/s1600-h/PA034218.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ISd6Ec0j91kpw7W1yvkDeeRN6DuiuO0d7s9weyGnpXpl5lLK_sALmVlV6nos3EF1ta-RJO87YSE6JulKn_6qotQTAsXYaaEWiuvY4GPLjmvTlrZq5Mbi5lXEGMO5uIO84axDFHoQxCo/s320/PA034218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118263617528003202" border="0" /></a>Samuil, the general secretary of EUS.<br /><br />As it turnes out, McDonalds is a very common place to have EUS meetings. "It's a nice place, no smoking, and not to expensive, why not there!". We got some more information about everything. Our duties, culture of Serbia, who to ask for what and so on. At this time both me and Stine were starting to get tired. And finally some hours later - after walking a little bit around, delivering a handyman to his house, a visit to Bilijana's home (a student in EUS) and some crazy driving - I finaly came to my new home in Pancevo. After a quick shower and some unpacking we got a very much welcomed visit from Danijel. Danijel will not be living with us in the appartment after all, but he will be staying with his parents, not to far from my place. Danijel went to Hald last year and spent his practise period in Bergen so we know each other pretty well from before. After a couple of hours, finally, it was time to go to bed in my new home!Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-20881431676386983342007-10-05T23:35:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:26.134+01:00Last day in NorwayMy last day in Norway I spent in Oslo. I was going to meet Thiago (a guy from Hald) in Oslo city center next to the lion in front of Stortinget. For a start I'm don't know my way around in Oslo very well, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rfv7lDG82UMLV8N-5b0lYWbzrlqkOZPjRKCv8u5lJh8rej5ai1Xm90JrF5KhK9x1Ihoq6hQOyXjS6GyUT-vOp9HPlwEI2b4MZ-gQf7TG638q55lyca42304Xz1kBzht8SLDGM13VbJc/s1600-h/PA024145.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rfv7lDG82UMLV8N-5b0lYWbzrlqkOZPjRKCv8u5lJh8rej5ai1Xm90JrF5KhK9x1Ihoq6hQOyXjS6GyUT-vOp9HPlwEI2b4MZ-gQf7TG638q55lyca42304Xz1kBzht8SLDGM13VbJc/s320/PA024145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117990229974710674" border="0" /></a>and when I came down to Stortinget it turned out that the entire block around it was blocked down by the army and some police officers.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgk2-quH_pGZaZqmwS_MHn6mnriBb69VXRfgEP_UsRq12LPhV9hDlpGJyShmt0oO2mGH3z-TgeOoOiQSr3TOf3Nh7eyVUvqgmjizuuSefbJqqxQxcvvlZXyKCxndgnbyhXz0w85Vzv88/s1600-h/PA024153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlgk2-quH_pGZaZqmwS_MHn6mnriBb69VXRfgEP_UsRq12LPhV9hDlpGJyShmt0oO2mGH3z-TgeOoOiQSr3TOf3Nh7eyVUvqgmjizuuSefbJqqxQxcvvlZXyKCxndgnbyhXz0w85Vzv88/s320/PA024153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117990234269678002" border="0" /></a>This is no easy job and you can see how busy all the soldiers are!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9E13kjDr2G0iQ_F0UJ8eQwDFMWpcKwI6WBTrVEIZr1Hq_0DJUF5iZpoduVggop1qSdiCbHGDg38TjVPFCG02TO8xD-jpH5fRSaRMYNTust5d_k3LA4v65k13_tTqpF0hlfLdvH2ayeM/s1600-h/PA024151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9E13kjDr2G0iQ_F0UJ8eQwDFMWpcKwI6WBTrVEIZr1Hq_0DJUF5iZpoduVggop1qSdiCbHGDg38TjVPFCG02TO8xD-jpH5fRSaRMYNTust5d_k3LA4v65k13_tTqpF0hlfLdvH2ayeM/s320/PA024151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117990234269677986" border="0" /></a>I later found out this was the opening of Stortinget, the king and a lot of importent people was present. As the picture shows even Geir Helljesen was present, and that says something about the magnitude of this happening. At last I found Thiago and also Sany his teammate. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxbm4dm_0vZ-tubgT8zfruL4FgGBopS9OmRIqBvkaAN4zBAJW3-9gHy8ZL32cTllOmqexe8Htzg-UXPnykN1dJqCj97cC7vDSTTEb_SWjfXt-t8EtaCXLHDV69pFit1VZg7_lQBoApOE/s1600-h/PA024158.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxbm4dm_0vZ-tubgT8zfruL4FgGBopS9OmRIqBvkaAN4zBAJW3-9gHy8ZL32cTllOmqexe8Htzg-UXPnykN1dJqCj97cC7vDSTTEb_SWjfXt-t8EtaCXLHDV69pFit1VZg7_lQBoApOE/s320/PA024158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117990238564645314" border="0" /></a>We went down to NMS's office in Oslo where Tueng Tueng and Sak Li works. It was really cool to meet all this people again even though it had only been a couple of days. After a while Helene (another student from Hald) showed up as well. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljUf8d0MZwMRcwxL1Ds59ob6-f1hbTuFzgRpmqtHlxJ7tqp-kXnecWgM3RZMOyoH8B1eDEilcNBFqdGSiL3OqM7h4sjrxhUJCneac5IfoY9JNevgcKIS9JWNu4cnX2HcyD00-y4bpw3I/s1600-h/PA024165.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljUf8d0MZwMRcwxL1Ds59ob6-f1hbTuFzgRpmqtHlxJ7tqp-kXnecWgM3RZMOyoH8B1eDEilcNBFqdGSiL3OqM7h4sjrxhUJCneac5IfoY9JNevgcKIS9JWNu4cnX2HcyD00-y4bpw3I/s320/PA024165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117990242859612626" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYuzQgSoTJtPuRGAFxUuZhAqPIIBwZAAADhgJeUNnVRwxqxjrNFiPl8lHMoz5cLVeJbfJz12EZzLTZf-H0u3Hz5FRvErfScVYuQCdMUKlBbq1qebq4pe-IVkyzLoVksjciCnoe3yZsrgk/s1600-h/PA024167.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYuzQgSoTJtPuRGAFxUuZhAqPIIBwZAAADhgJeUNnVRwxqxjrNFiPl8lHMoz5cLVeJbfJz12EZzLTZf-H0u3Hz5FRvErfScVYuQCdMUKlBbq1qebq4pe-IVkyzLoVksjciCnoe3yZsrgk/s320/PA024167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117993558574365154" border="0" /></a>We left the office and traveled to Blindern, which is the university area of Oslo, it's also the area where Thiago and Sany lives. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DmV0H8DPwgJUxGHKTlMe7uPCkA8zqEFfNXAWV7LMiYYtirYn4n6ut3L184yTtYWa9ZgMGXqa6SOMT1XE5gh7YUwXEr6KymWOjE_fWBhKIlHPp_H6ioTID7rVB2KEBtejUMnvN5nWk-0/s1600-h/PA024174.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DmV0H8DPwgJUxGHKTlMe7uPCkA8zqEFfNXAWV7LMiYYtirYn4n6ut3L184yTtYWa9ZgMGXqa6SOMT1XE5gh7YUwXEr6KymWOjE_fWBhKIlHPp_H6ioTID7rVB2KEBtejUMnvN5nWk-0/s320/PA024174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117993562869332466" border="0" /></a>We ate some pizza and Sak Li played some songs and sang some Lao worship songs for us.<br /><br />I was supposed to meet Jone later this day because he had a little surprise for me. I had no idea what it was, but I knew it would take approximately 30 minutes and it was somewhere downtown. We took the subway (t-banen) down to the main station (Oslo S) where we went out. Just before we came up to ground level again, Jone asked me to close my eyes and follow him. With a tiny bit of insecurity I took a hold of his backpack, closed my eyes and followed. I felt the light when we came out in the open air and after a while it all turned dark again, and we went inside some place. Jone asked me to hold my hands over my ears which I obediently did. Barely managing to hear, I made out one sound which I guessed might be an elevator, but still without having any idea where we were heading. The elevator started rising upwards and I was told to open my eyes. All of a sudden Oslo was folding out before my feet. I were standing in an elevator heading to the top of Oslo Plaza (the tallest building in Oslo).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigpe0wdguJFAQ7-todvjMqIvjk7T7qwxg1aR3LpG8NvCGx7wF9qg92_IxWmCsPgcwMU4iUcCCt_-VQeQPzay9n7L46UomyWuePO1r1TUZMFPFHqL0mGWCEC9HaYrxhtaKKXmr8RArpRU0/s1600-h/PA024181.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigpe0wdguJFAQ7-todvjMqIvjk7T7qwxg1aR3LpG8NvCGx7wF9qg92_IxWmCsPgcwMU4iUcCCt_-VQeQPzay9n7L46UomyWuePO1r1TUZMFPFHqL0mGWCEC9HaYrxhtaKKXmr8RArpRU0/s320/PA024181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117993562869332498" border="0" /></a>In the cafe on the top we ordered one Cappuccino each which we enjoyed facing the amazing view of Oslo at our feet. Maybe this tells us something about our relationship with God. Sometime we have to dare to close our eyes and follow the path of Jesus. Even though it can seem embarrassing and hard sometimes we have to take the leap and trust in Him and he will reveal his glory and do amazing things. (Just for the record; I'm not saying that Jone is Jesus) When we came home Jone's wife Marte had prepared a delicious dish of roe (the small wild deer , rådyr). <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38XU0GXgoDLSxF_BTIeR_IWJHF60VFf1Q-xVQfCefpUXl3LEMtI6F28qF9MHZNmwzQ0OcOEiT0T_DPmMhvmK_cJQISRaaKbwMPD8SX6Nni0wCRjeiMsEb686IVCgKg0zCvP8tAwx4PUk/s1600-h/PA024184.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38XU0GXgoDLSxF_BTIeR_IWJHF60VFf1Q-xVQfCefpUXl3LEMtI6F28qF9MHZNmwzQ0OcOEiT0T_DPmMhvmK_cJQISRaaKbwMPD8SX6Nni0wCRjeiMsEb686IVCgKg0zCvP8tAwx4PUk/s320/PA024184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117993571459267106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicbElzLI0SDGVZhxhNKt6bcVqWz_xFll1t0YZr5f10bxUCOy2rtKWRRch_0L0HZbwyad0DbG2Nvn12xyig4vx4l-rdnoflOi4W1m11xzOkh2puSCB5jUiGzq0IsMYxk7T85XlKNZSzPQ/s1600-h/PA024188.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicbElzLI0SDGVZhxhNKt6bcVqWz_xFll1t0YZr5f10bxUCOy2rtKWRRch_0L0HZbwyad0DbG2Nvn12xyig4vx4l-rdnoflOi4W1m11xzOkh2puSCB5jUiGzq0IsMYxk7T85XlKNZSzPQ/s320/PA024188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117999468449364530" border="0" /></a>The view from the <span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">balcony was amazing and suited perfectly for the last evening and the last supper. I was now going to leave Norway and move to Serbia!</span></span>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-46520203447347880972007-10-02T00:30:00.000+02:002007-10-02T21:03:25.207+02:00Train of thoughtsDunk, dunk, - dunk, dunk, - dunk, dunk. I'm sitting on the train towards Oslo. I have turned my back on Stavanger and the life I know and I'm heading for the new and unknown. In about 48 hours I have moved to my new home in Serbia, to Belgrade. The place where central-, east- and south-Europa join together. A million city... A million city which is going to be my home for the next six months. Actually my home will be in Pancevo, a kind of suburb to Belgrade, a 35 minute train ride east of the great metro pol.<br /><br />For the last one and a half month I've been attending Hald International Center. That time has now passed and a new era is dawning. But what about this time spent in Mandal, have I learned anything? Has it made any difference? What was it actually like? The short answer would be brilliant. I'm not saying all classes has been fun, but at the least they get you thinking, reflecting upon a lot of topics, ranging from raising children to spiritual gifts. But I would say the best thing about Hald is the people. You get to know a lot of people really well. It's amazing how well you get to know people when you spend a lot of time with them every day. I wouldn't miss it for the world!<br /><br />We are sitting in the comfort area of the train. Actually we are sitting in the far end of the train. The seats are next to the cockpit in the rear end (which actually is not being used now). We have like an own apartment on the train. There are two 2+2 sitting groups with a table in the middle of each, and we are the only people using it. We even have our own coffee & te table, newspaper rack and two sofa chairs facing the window where we can let our eyes rest upon the glorious view of the panorama of Jæren passing by. But in Marnadal station it alls start to change. Two new people arrive in our "little" apartment. They use the other chair group so its actually not that big of a problem, but ever so we are not alone. The worst part had yet to come... We arrive in Kristiansand with bright minds and happy thought about the future but here it all changed. The train turned around, the front become the back, and the back turn front. Like it says in the Bible, the first will become last. Suddenly <span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#000000;">nausea started to appear, and we got more company in our little apartment. A man turns up and puts a pile of paper - the size of two telephone catalogs - </span></span><br />on the table. The man turnes out two be a lowyer and on of the two people sitting next, his client. Half of the time from here to Oslo they discussed a case, concerning and medical sue against a major hospital. The rest of the time they were discussing a wide range of topics, ranging from hunting to christian concerts in South Africa. It's amazing what people can talk about, and how much you can learn about people just by sitting next to them on the train. I will defently think twice of what I discuss in public in the future. All of this made it hard to sleep or actually do anything at all on the rest of the ride. At least until Bø. On the bright side, we got to learn a lot about norwegian law!<br /><br />But what am I going to do in this new era of my life? How will my days turn out to be? I know I will be living with Danijel and Bojan, two Serbs. I know Danijel from before, he attended Hald last year and stayed in Bergen for six months. As a matter of fact I even know Bojan from before. He came to Bergen in may this year and we attended some meetings together. They are both great people! Still I will probably be the only Norwegian guy for miles around. I look forward to it! Some days I will be working in a kindergarten, we are also doing some work in the gypsy population of Belgrade. A lot is still unknown, but I will share more when I know.<br /><br />The train moves on through the darkness towards Oslo, like a snake through the water. Sound waves flowing through the air. I'm sitting next to a guy I have known for the last 20 years of my life, Jone. He lives in Oslo, but has been in Stavanger for the weekend. Just after passing Bø he gathers up some extra courage and walks over to the ticket inspector. Before we know it we are standing in the cockpit of the train looking through the front window talking to the driver. He explains about the instruments and shares some thoughts about train culture in Norway. The meeting is highly appreciated after a long trip. Mostly, controlling the train is about controlling the speed. Isn't this what life is all about? Just following the tracks that God has laid down before us. All we have to do is stay in touch with the central to make sure we keep the track, maintain the right speed and drive safely!Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945539515948406993.post-30110020400762602952007-09-18T23:51:00.000+02:002008-11-15T12:00:28.798+01:002 weeks left!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5O8b28O_asSzJJq5rNiNBdagxxBtBGzTKYQPym4LoGGCis687P4czuKx8iwCxOk22vzY-LouVVCjIXYfkPUPAVJYRwM26n9nLNH_WtiBG45vUMiX5RxXCQZAOCNuI5LV65fn574b0TpA/s1600-h/P8293509.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112042241440200978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5O8b28O_asSzJJq5rNiNBdagxxBtBGzTKYQPym4LoGGCis687P4czuKx8iwCxOk22vzY-LouVVCjIXYfkPUPAVJYRwM26n9nLNH_WtiBG45vUMiX5RxXCQZAOCNuI5LV65fn574b0TpA/s200/P8293509.jpg" border="0" /></a>Only two weeks left before I go to Belgrade. It's pretty hard to understand that I'm actually going to move to Serbia for 6 months. Yesterdays lecture was about all riscs and how to handle them. It was enough to give most people paranoia. Going through all potential grave accidents and catastrophes can make a chill going up your spine. For every day thats closing in on departure I start to realize more and more that I'm leaving my safe harbor of Norway and entering the danger zone <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZo1aqwDuBLXCT2CuR8Up4z2Giyot40Jz3Gek3ElZutWOZcQwLIN20bqvFtzee27LOr56n6NJ1KW5dMr49roN-m05ggQJhL683zTAHm60SR__f7q6UwCs0L7D5vp7z3Av19-JWyF4M9i8/s1600-h/P8293501.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112042245735168306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZo1aqwDuBLXCT2CuR8Up4z2Giyot40Jz3Gek3ElZutWOZcQwLIN20bqvFtzee27LOr56n6NJ1KW5dMr49roN-m05ggQJhL683zTAHm60SR__f7q6UwCs0L7D5vp7z3Av19-JWyF4M9i8/s200/P8293501.jpg" border="0" /></a>(personally speaking). I will not have my Norwegian social network around me anymore. It's more up to me than it's ever been before. Will I get a culture shock? Will I get depressed? How will I react? How will Serbia react to me? There's a lot of questions wandering around in my head, and there are few if any answers up there. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglEbLoM34eQVq523ejlKIYyA5s4yjpUdURTq6kxqrVnp0dkZbY7FqJEWzRB0br5OLSxkRZs9tr4M754aqogsWjhBDd4dqGn79dujuyb_pQkUnSyNNMP3XFdTNeD2Om2tCnOP7twOrdpZo/s1600-h/P8293507.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112045119068289442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglEbLoM34eQVq523ejlKIYyA5s4yjpUdURTq6kxqrVnp0dkZbY7FqJEWzRB0br5OLSxkRZs9tr4M754aqogsWjhBDd4dqGn79dujuyb_pQkUnSyNNMP3XFdTNeD2Om2tCnOP7twOrdpZo/s200/P8293507.jpg" border="0" /></a>Trying to figure out the questions only tends to generate new questions.<br /><br />Last weekend were spent in both Stavanger and Oslo, approx. 48 hours in each place. I had not been home for many minutes before I realized that I missed Hald. And I don't tend to miss stuff easily. The humor, the people, the special atmosphere here and the "culture", it had all been a great part of me the last month. Even the building it self is pretty special. There is a lot of old buildings moved together to create Hald. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TXpbMRWz9kgflvoA3o1G5eVQB_548GzQnT_lZ9tIY78xrJ3whjmjuz4Hyg6x-SrcLUjLKC6SPrqhBHs7LpEl2nTiD5k3lffDMk80oxnXva9kM68zqHSTbKDVJ3cJA_Tb0AGwhOKFgyc/s1600-h/P8293505.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112045119068289426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TXpbMRWz9kgflvoA3o1G5eVQB_548GzQnT_lZ9tIY78xrJ3whjmjuz4Hyg6x-SrcLUjLKC6SPrqhBHs7LpEl2nTiD5k3lffDMk80oxnXva9kM68zqHSTbKDVJ3cJA_Tb0AGwhOKFgyc/s200/P8293505.jpg" border="0" /></a>All the old interior creates a special mood.<br /><br />A lot of time at Hald is spent in the computer room. At least for the internationals. It's important to keep the communication going with their home country so Skype, MSN and e-mails are important tools. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbLx9N0dRXL415dDPusDtIMGK2cDfXrbErOv53vVqI31_R-cKjzFlIIDfZ3u87ERDCJviSiqs3go4b4maAN7O8BHfsAcPfoJtWuzN3wkzzlzUBBQE2hw2rzUSOPuVSzvUPjPN7Mf-Mek/s1600-h/P8293515.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112044148405680514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbLx9N0dRXL415dDPusDtIMGK2cDfXrbErOv53vVqI31_R-cKjzFlIIDfZ3u87ERDCJviSiqs3go4b4maAN7O8BHfsAcPfoJtWuzN3wkzzlzUBBQE2hw2rzUSOPuVSzvUPjPN7Mf-Mek/s200/P8293515.jpg" border="0" /></a>We also had a blog lecture which is part of the reason I ended up having this blog in the first place. Another lecture was the photogra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTwOStQi6Swx12yLRO77HhWWO_5bdOm2RBrMRf8pqY5_UKUlzR-X980dMUiTpTjEgmoxrOr2GN0qVbSeMloBocnPvG1W_botic4SyUBI6plkMbSkWFMB-A0NwH639mzmWpStHE_ZaBGWM/s1600-h/P8293523.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112046527817562546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTwOStQi6Swx12yLRO77HhWWO_5bdOm2RBrMRf8pqY5_UKUlzR-X980dMUiTpTjEgmoxrOr2GN0qVbSeMloBocnPvG1W_botic4SyUBI6plkMbSkWFMB-A0NwH639mzmWpStHE_ZaBGWM/s200/P8293523.jpg" border="0" /></a>phy class. Most of this was basic knowledge which I already knew, but we got to take a lot of pictures and experime<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeTBrp8q2EF6zJboq-3EVfVAzUHsFxGMUaoZaaDCGfMyKV0-kEYSMn45bITuw0EJxP3S3VQWRgsP9Sn6pHl5boJ-UyK_Goh6a0IrA9hDRfBEu28gukSPJMpH03q-jZkt-3nUA1yuaihI/s1600-h/P8293503.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112042258620070226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeTBrp8q2EF6zJboq-3EVfVAzUHsFxGMUaoZaaDCGfMyKV0-kEYSMn45bITuw0EJxP3S3VQWRgsP9Sn6pHl5boJ-UyK_Goh6a0IrA9hDRfBEu28gukSPJMpH03q-jZkt-3nUA1yuaihI/s200/P8293503.jpg" border="0" /></a>nt a lot.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT7ERx0oDtVqJrYD7qO8LQ4OjMD92o4WNDB6TjHH9BQoHziAr555JuWQllAiquZnPDUwhhxzD-XYNn7q9shMV8XcNcVAsjlyOxSwweu-2XBt7egHW5JLMV7nXfMHC44nBxGVtSWeZVdhU/s1600-h/P8253415.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112046983084095954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT7ERx0oDtVqJrYD7qO8LQ4OjMD92o4WNDB6TjHH9BQoHziAr555JuWQllAiquZnPDUwhhxzD-XYNn7q9shMV8XcNcVAsjlyOxSwweu-2XBt7egHW5JLMV7nXfMHC44nBxGVtSWeZVdhU/s400/P8253415.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ingrid Karin is chewing her glasses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkR6sPIhs8dcJen1ebvMXBGpPYFVsxuQ2-EJ0THskeSxUyAJ23wHrA33NxdbrNNPJVpidjY17c8ycDZ9u61EOA-4ukeEH6We9CkO5h9_zzgIRLATyCynyWygs9lCA86C9shyphenhyphenFLKYuVRQ/s1600-h/P8293502.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112046974494161346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkR6sPIhs8dcJen1ebvMXBGpPYFVsxuQ2-EJ0THskeSxUyAJ23wHrA33NxdbrNNPJVpidjY17c8ycDZ9u61EOA-4ukeEH6We9CkO5h9_zzgIRLATyCynyWygs9lCA86C9shyphenhyphenFLKYuVRQ/s400/P8293502.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sak Li is demonstrating some of his countless skills in combat technique.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jhUWjBLJsKjX8mKUu7pHEo7_TA8UOzAPDFE81RInqHj92f7OScrdcyntNtJXoYamC3cthuBPTrmT80ZTjRfx7K9Um66rJlXxPkOx0ALD6jMxY7i2HsTfZx059qBZmeSVSJa0j6-b-c0/s1600-h/P8293531.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112046995968997858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jhUWjBLJsKjX8mKUu7pHEo7_TA8UOzAPDFE81RInqHj92f7OScrdcyntNtJXoYamC3cthuBPTrmT80ZTjRfx7K9Um66rJlXxPkOx0ALD6jMxY7i2HsTfZx059qBZmeSVSJa0j6-b-c0/s400/P8293531.jpg" border="0" /></a>Agnar is teaching in Faith & Mind. Every Wednesday we have a program which is kind of similar to an Alfa-Course where we discuss what we believe in.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinEBBkmxysgaSHtDsBIpd6tiH_V-1wZGllIwQ4BfCuFppXwgxH27Iar6y28J3xDf8aeiLXMl3efITjDA3ozEUs5Za-DldpZezud-sx_OdLsx1rwfJ-btBuN4QoBFa1jtg3ld4ayp8AmWM/s1600-h/P9063674+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112047004558932466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinEBBkmxysgaSHtDsBIpd6tiH_V-1wZGllIwQ4BfCuFppXwgxH27Iar6y28J3xDf8aeiLXMl3efITjDA3ozEUs5Za-DldpZezud-sx_OdLsx1rwfJ-btBuN4QoBFa1jtg3ld4ayp8AmWM/s400/P9063674+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a>Picture of Ingrid Karin from the Photo lecture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHSjtBDoNYM7N2rk3slcXsz9wuhCbhlb4YaRcPigFdda1_fg1FcDephh3XU29-5cQ7oaJufKsUSAjM_yGzLpLh7LZtBt1gjtqytlW5Vt5j1JCQ_jkmZSonb3pBDQMruZpLkp6XsMhzuo/s1600-h/P9063734.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048945884150290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHSjtBDoNYM7N2rk3slcXsz9wuhCbhlb4YaRcPigFdda1_fg1FcDephh3XU29-5cQ7oaJufKsUSAjM_yGzLpLh7LZtBt1gjtqytlW5Vt5j1JCQ_jkmZSonb3pBDQMruZpLkp6XsMhzuo/s400/P9063734.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Faith and Eline<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtpxx_2-CMRSLJaXhM4FmXElBpgCUDqo_vaB_uJS91UHeVAaWAegC3YN52r3JX4V-HgCdxC4Nu2C86_ps0Erb30wrRhRKvCS78lpEuxTSDhlQGd__4FyoRfUU7BDFw01yrNiY1IpBilU/s1600-h/P9063746.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048945884150306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtpxx_2-CMRSLJaXhM4FmXElBpgCUDqo_vaB_uJS91UHeVAaWAegC3YN52r3JX4V-HgCdxC4Nu2C86_ps0Erb30wrRhRKvCS78lpEuxTSDhlQGd__4FyoRfUU7BDFw01yrNiY1IpBilU/s400/P9063746.JPG" border="0" /></a>Harald, one of the teachers at Hald, during break.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkW7o2ycRCTHnFbSoziCMkeg-y4sU1Lje3kmKXkyKJX1tJazFIaTTR0v1lvzRRvldtrUP4C3cVZfqujOlDyYgjAg5t-nHdm_otYmX3EcKFN4ObTXeUyDxtBII5cwMaDWJvmZKxqr-nLpw/s1600-h/P9063770.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048950179117618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkW7o2ycRCTHnFbSoziCMkeg-y4sU1Lje3kmKXkyKJX1tJazFIaTTR0v1lvzRRvldtrUP4C3cVZfqujOlDyYgjAg5t-nHdm_otYmX3EcKFN4ObTXeUyDxtBII5cwMaDWJvmZKxqr-nLpw/s400/P9063770.jpg" border="0" /></a>Marita is trying to make a friend of her camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtF5xr3-gX51vBadAkPkBmDxTUhgrkZEN3qmY0eaw5XVAw12QgBPPjrbZFOfG4oo_mMA_lSjQ4Q6qNPTV2V5eNn2kr2QcaifCNDO9d2XH7f-_JwsSmUv7qGykKp8sma9qS21VF8ZSFJXM/s1600-h/P9063799.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048950179117634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtF5xr3-gX51vBadAkPkBmDxTUhgrkZEN3qmY0eaw5XVAw12QgBPPjrbZFOfG4oo_mMA_lSjQ4Q6qNPTV2V5eNn2kr2QcaifCNDO9d2XH7f-_JwsSmUv7qGykKp8sma9qS21VF8ZSFJXM/s400/P9063799.jpg" border="0" /></a>Eline and Sanny in the yard.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDtBVjq4-MewAXMhImdCTH-o2alvkNf3u351u3UyWVzayuzzKuVLxu49FRhSlgNQuy16BlU9hUU5FsRYFqGfdQtvyRrtN73Hj-Pdj5bCO9RIripchZHxjCZGrSpl_CQ8UQQOessib4v9E/s1600-h/P9063819.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048950179117650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDtBVjq4-MewAXMhImdCTH-o2alvkNf3u351u3UyWVzayuzzKuVLxu49FRhSlgNQuy16BlU9hUU5FsRYFqGfdQtvyRrtN73Hj-Pdj5bCO9RIripchZHxjCZGrSpl_CQ8UQQOessib4v9E/s400/P9063819.jpg" border="0" /></a>Picture from a photo shoot with Tiago and Eline. </div>Torsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137349363901402983noreply@blogger.com4