London Airport is a huge disappointment. Its a million times worse than Changi Airport. The staffs are rude, impatient, and sacarstic. Not to mention I could accuse the custom of molesting my body.
Plane from London to Oslo was alright. Other than bracing myself for the crazily cold temperate which, according to the pilot, was -10 degrees, the glorious red sun kept me happy.
Oslo Airport is also, bad.
At the Airport, Sylvia's mum's Norwegian colleague came to pick us up. We managed to squeeze all the luggage into the car. And as previously determined, only me and 2 other girls get to sit the car. The other 2 girls, had to find their way themselves to the student village.
I call him big boss man. He reminds me of the WWF guy (if u lived as long as me. haha)
Although they were unbearably bimbotic, I had to bear with them.
Big Boss man decided to stop us by the jetty for a while. The weather, was surprisingly, bearable, and in fact, really nice for me.
I took ugly pics of the castle (above) and parliament house (below) while the car is moving.
Almost reaching the student village.
We reached Kringjsa reception to get our rooms. To my disappointment, the reception is actually several metro stations away from where I stay, very inconvenient. Here we are, freezing outside the hostel. We cant get in, we dont know why. Thankfully, Big Boss man called back the reception and we realised, the reception forgot to give us the access card to our building and floors. So Big Boss man drove back to fetch the cards for us. This was the first, of many, stupid mistakes, that Norwegian workforce makes. Their workforce reminds me of 3rd world countries, they are the richest country in the world, because they have tons of oil. Lucky idiots.
We cant get in, freezing in -10 degrees, bcos the reception forgot to give us the access cards. Iditios.
Although its winter, there's no snow. So all the grass are simply frozen.
View from kitchen
View from my window
2 things you need. Multi-plug (bcos they use some weird plugs, so buy 1 converter and u can use ur multiplug for ur other accessories) and Maggi Mee. The 3 Ms.
Plane from London to Oslo was alright. Other than bracing myself for the crazily cold temperate which, according to the pilot, was -10 degrees, the glorious red sun kept me happy.
Oslo Airport is also, bad.
At the Airport, Sylvia's mum's Norwegian colleague came to pick us up. We managed to squeeze all the luggage into the car. And as previously determined, only me and 2 other girls get to sit the car. The other 2 girls, had to find their way themselves to the student village.
I call him big boss man. He reminds me of the WWF guy (if u lived as long as me. haha)
Although they were unbearably bimbotic, I had to bear with them.
Big Boss man decided to stop us by the jetty for a while. The weather, was surprisingly, bearable, and in fact, really nice for me.
I took ugly pics of the castle (above) and parliament house (below) while the car is moving.
Almost reaching the student village.
We reached Kringjsa reception to get our rooms. To my disappointment, the reception is actually several metro stations away from where I stay, very inconvenient. Here we are, freezing outside the hostel. We cant get in, we dont know why. Thankfully, Big Boss man called back the reception and we realised, the reception forgot to give us the access card to our building and floors. So Big Boss man drove back to fetch the cards for us. This was the first, of many, stupid mistakes, that Norwegian workforce makes. Their workforce reminds me of 3rd world countries, they are the richest country in the world, because they have tons of oil. Lucky idiots.
We cant get in, freezing in -10 degrees, bcos the reception forgot to give us the access cards. Iditios.
Although its winter, there's no snow. So all the grass are simply frozen.
View from kitchen
View from my window
2 things you need. Multi-plug (bcos they use some weird plugs, so buy 1 converter and u can use ur multiplug for ur other accessories) and Maggi Mee. The 3 Ms.
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