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My first love in Norway

I’ve just arrived home from a football practice. It wasn’t with the team I usually play on Mondays. This time it was outdoors. As I was told, I put on my wool collants and sweater. It wasn’t before the end of the practice that I realized how cold it was. There was ice in the water bottle I had left on the floor and also under my shoes. As I took of my gloves in order to change clothes, my fingers were hurting so much I was making strange noises. I looked around and everybody else was acting normal. When I arrived home, the temperature outside was 1 degree. The good news is that it will only get 20 degrees colder than this.

When I return to Portugal, I will start a business exporting brunost to Portugal and global warming to Norway.

My first love in Norway? It’s called wool. We couldn’t be closer and I feel I couldn’t live without it.

Norge vs Portugal i håndball

I dag gikk jeg på håndball kamp mellom Norge og Portugal. Det var veldig fint. Norge vant 34-27 men de brukte Rambo.
Bildet er av den norske spilleren som heter Rambo. Dette bildet er fra Nettavisen.

sykle tur i dag (tusen takk for sykkelen)

"Prøv igjen. Fail igjen. Fail bedre"

"Try again. Fail again. Fail better." Samuel Beckett. Thanks for the advice to improve my norwegian skills.

“Hug Afonso” and other ideas

Quite often I write posts saying “this is great, Norway is incredible” “Norway is like this…” but I have been realizing how lucky I was with family, school and community. Some other AFSers also in Norway aren’t having such a nice time. It makes me deeply sad and even more to hear someone blaming them, saying they are not making an effort. To all those who aren’t having such a nice time, I really hope this will change soon.

It’s true that Norwegians are shy. They are quite humble as also. They refuse most of the complements to their culture by saying “that’s because…”, they enounce with pride “two generations ago we were farmers and fishermen” and they keep asking “why did you choose Norway?”, they are the first ones to applaud your effort and don’t laugh at one’s mistakes, especially when they understand the effort in the other side.

I’ll try to write more often but in order to do it I need to keep the posts shorter. If you have an idea of something you think would be interesting to read about in my experience, please let me know.

I’m quite surprised with the weather… I was told there was going to be snow by this time but the weather forecast enounces 10 degrees for the rest of the week. Jeg gleder meg til snø.

Eventually it will get cold. Norwegians are quite used to it but I am not. Therefore, I’d like to come up with an idea I had. It’s called “Hug Afonso”, it’s free, brings heat to two persons and happiness to one. Give it a try.

Perhaps you get a different impression when you read my blog but not everything works that well in Norway. I explain.

I always say yeah Norway is great and stuff but there is one thing I’m deeply sad about I want to complain.

I’m supposed to cook Portuguese food to an international evening this Thursday and after consulting my mother I decided to try “Bacalhau à brás” (second picture in the end is the final result) and “Mango Mousse” (first picture in the end) and I had some “guinea-pigs” (please don’t get offended by the expression) over today because it was the first time I cooked in my life.

The “bacalhau” turned out quite well with the help of my host-mother I managed to make an eatable dish and perhaps because of the longing, it tasted very well. I think the other people also liked it. Either that or they pretended very well. The problem was the “mousse”. It wasn’t that bad but it wasn’t great either. To try to save it I decided to put tangerine and chocolate on top. It did look good but the taste… I’m sure it I’ll be better the next time.

By the way, what I want to complain about Norway is the Portuguese Embassy because I e-mailed them asking where I can buy some ingredients I needed to my dish and so far (after five days) I haven’t received an answer. I mean, it’s not like they have more important things to do than that.

Hello people

I just wanted to remember that, as my mother already found out, it's free to comment in my blog and I would appreciate a lot. By the way, I cut my hair and now it's cold and leverpostei is very good.

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