it’s been three years

three years ago at exactly this date, i arrived in norway to start my new life.

i don’t remember the exact route but i think it was makassar-jakarta, jakarta-singapore, singapore-amsterdam, amsterdam-oslo, oslo-ålesund. i travelled alone and it was boring as boring could be. lots of sitting around waiting for the next flight, it was never ending. or so it felt like.

at one waiting room, don’t remember which airport, i watched the news about london winning the bid for the 2012 olympics. i remember thinking, they must be celebrating like crazy over there.

a few hours after that, waiting for yet another flight, i heard the news of the bombing in london. talk about the highest high and the lowest low. celebrating one minute, mourning the next.

anyway, that was that.

MOH and his mum picked me up at the airport. MOH left makassar less than a week after our wedding and that was before christmas so at that point, we had been separated for roughly six months. it wasn’t by choice, we had to. so who separated newlyweds, you might ask? stupid norwegian immigration rules and the incompetent people at the norwegian embassy in jakarta, that’s who.

so three years ago, i arrived here. it’s hard to believe it’s been that long. three years on and i still think about leaving the country every other day hehehehehe

but let’s not complain about norway. not today anyway.

in the three years i’ve been here, i have learnt a new language, met people from many, many countries, made friends with some nice people, got a job, bought a car and bought a flat.

i guess it hasn’t been all bad. still, i dream of the day MOH would come to me and say, ‘honey, let’s move to uk/australia/nz/canada/insert any other pleasant spots in the world where english is the national language.’

oh yes, i dream of that day. i live for that day. it’s going to be one fine day 🙂

to end it on a positive note, here’s one thing i love about norway.

autumn sunset.

winter sunset.

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