Thon Hotel Ski Jessheim

... eiffel, sa ma fait ni chaud ni froid. Elle etait proche en plus. Apres, quand je suis sorti du bar(Le great canadian Pub) ou je me suis fait servir en anglais en plus!!!(jme sentais comme a Ottawa, c'etait pas agreable comme sensation) j'etait assez chaud(soul pour les autres) et la arriver en dessous en plein milieu de la tour, j'ai dit: WOW!!!! C'est haut!!!<br><br>Donc c'est sa, sa prenais un peu d'alcool pour que je vois de la beaute dans quelque ...

... I actually felt ready this time. Maybe it's because I have a nice "home" life to come back to. I miss Missoula. I arrived in Seattle around 6pm and have been doing paperwork and unpacking/repacking ever since. I fly out again in 16 hours. It's now 1:20am which is 8:20am Norway time.. so another sleepless night. When I was in Oslo, I was starting to miss my cat. I was also starting to miss my routine.. because I've gotten weak and fat. heheh (but that's ...

... from his pocket and bolted. The owner called the police. Then ~15 minutes later in sitcom-like fashion, this young dude in uniform comes panting into the store, leaning against the front counter for support. I had to laugh.. I wanted to say, "couldn't you have used a car?" Apparently everyone walks (or runs) in Europe. He couldn't really do anything, he just kinda showed up. I gave my account of the incident and that was ...

... was most intimidated to meet turned out to be lax and incredibly supportive. There were definitely times when I felt a little uncomfortable but I don't think I would have had as great of an experience if it was planned any other way. (I guess it's similar to traveling.) I am glad that I'm here alone and that I was seen for what I have to offer (no more no less), and not as "my advisor's student". I think that's a big difference between this experience and the ...

... take on it. *wink*" I was kinda saved by the scientist from NCAR who overheard this and made up some ridiculous answer, thank god. Geeeese. I spent an hour or so talking with maybe 3 of the most knowledgable people at the conference, including the two that semi-ostracized me yesterday. They were incredibly encouraging, helpful, and supportive of what I am doing. They gave me some great ideas and made some useful comments that I know will help me later on ...

... av Hardangervidda var det såpass bra at jeg kunne gå ut av bilen noen korte turer. Var kald vind så jeg orket ikke legge i vei på noen lengre vandring. Det var også lave skyer og tåke, og det kom en kort intens skur innimellom, så det lokket ikke så veldig. Spiste rømmegrøt ved Haugastøl, det ble dagens middag! (Handlet brødmat i Ål).<br>Ble mer regn på vestsiden, men nedover Måbødalen var det opphold, stoppet underveis og gikk ut og tok ...

... on to the worlds longest tunnel ' Laerdalstunnelen'.<br>Even though it was heading in the wrong direction we had to give it a go - so we did the 24.5 klm's twice - just to see the special lighting effects every 6klm.<br>After the retun tunnel trip we continued onto towards Oslo - stopping o/nite at 'Vang i Valdres' - another camp on Lake 'Helin' - rained all night &amp; cold.

... Hemsedal Cafe is actually a bar in town, so everyone went home first, and slightly changed (i.e. took off their ski boots, but left on ski pants -- as if they did actually come off the slopes, but not really), and then took the bus into town. The Apres-ski was indeed legendary. At first it just seemed like a crowded sports bar, but quickly turned into a dance party, complete with stage diving (not me), and singing along to ...

Finally there. We though that from the Norwegian border it would be half the trip left, it was wrong, but I had no problem. From Gol to Hemsedal it was that bad of a snowstorm that you couldn't see longer then 10 meters, that was fun to drive in. It took us some time to get ours stuff ready. And then we walk up some part of the mountain to snowboard up and down.

... lady luck shone on us. Our whole group was able to get rooms with a view of the fjord. Our room has a balcony. We walked around town and was greeted by again numerous shops selling souvenirs. We didn't went into any one of them. We expected the same old trolls, knitted sweaters and other junkies that could be found any where else in Norway. The prices on these souvenir did nothing to entice us. We survived Scandinavia without buying any trolls or sweater. The sweater ...