the grass is greener on this side of the fence
I wake up before the alarm goes off and get up to finish packing. 5 hours sleep will have to do. I throw away and leave as much as I can. It is hard to meet the 20 kg limit.
I am ready to leave, mentally and physically. Take a cab to the airport - off and away. Luckily they don't charge me for overweight so I can spend my last RMBs on tea for my friends. The food on the airplane makes me miss China: over-cooked carrots and potatoes, beans and broccoli with no spices. I am starting to feel sick in the cold, air conditioned, recycled air. Have to wait 3 1/2 hours in Helsinki. The airport is cold too, and by now I am sneezing and shivering. On the plane I read a small article in a Sweedish paper saying "don't think the rent of your condo depends on your local Sweedish politicians, it has all to do with what is happening in China". True.
I am glad when I finally arrive in Oslo. My suitcase and photo-tube show up right away and I walk through customs. I find out that the crate with my photographs will arrive at SAS Cargo tomorrow, buy a bottle of Solo and get on the train to town. The conductor helps me on with my luggage. Out the window I see fields so green, and the air is fresh and cool. It feels good to "be home". That said, China has been the most challenging, inspiring, mind blowing, eye opening experience I have had this millennium and I will be back for sure.
I am ready to leave, mentally and physically. Take a cab to the airport - off and away. Luckily they don't charge me for overweight so I can spend my last RMBs on tea for my friends. The food on the airplane makes me miss China: over-cooked carrots and potatoes, beans and broccoli with no spices. I am starting to feel sick in the cold, air conditioned, recycled air. Have to wait 3 1/2 hours in Helsinki. The airport is cold too, and by now I am sneezing and shivering. On the plane I read a small article in a Sweedish paper saying "don't think the rent of your condo depends on your local Sweedish politicians, it has all to do with what is happening in China". True.
I am glad when I finally arrive in Oslo. My suitcase and photo-tube show up right away and I walk through customs. I find out that the crate with my photographs will arrive at SAS Cargo tomorrow, buy a bottle of Solo and get on the train to town. The conductor helps me on with my luggage. Out the window I see fields so green, and the air is fresh and cool. It feels good to "be home". That said, China has been the most challenging, inspiring, mind blowing, eye opening experience I have had this millennium and I will be back for sure.
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2:49 PMkjære vibeke. ja, det handler om å komme hjem. jeg har skrevet litt om hjem, oslo og moss, i min blogg (særlig den eldre posten «Hvor er hjem»): http://mariacha.blogspot.com
nå skal jeg dykke ned i bloggen din. så spennende med kina! reiser selv til spania på søndag, men si ifra om du har en halvtime til kaffe i oslo!
klem, maria (sender deg en mail med nummeret mitt, jeg)
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