Kanika: Poet. Lover of Words. One who tells the stories of the mundane and inanimate. Bearer of Light, Water, and Sky.
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After a two day delay, and the most epic turn of events, I finally made it to Oslo, Norway. I plan to post a more in depth blog soon but I wanted to share my observations from my first 24hrs in Oslo while they were still fresh on my mind.
• Oslo in winter is actually bearable. There are tons of things to do as the city tries to combat the depressive quality of extreme cold by encouraging people to go out, be active, ice skate, and have some Gelato.
• Oslo is pretty ethnically diverse and you never really know where people are from. I met two southerners at the bus stop yesterday. One young lady was from South Carolina, lived in Oslo and was a federal employee, if I remember correctly. The other young man was a contract electrical worker from Alabama. Crazy random that we all three ended up at the same bus stop in Oslo. I saw all types of people yesterday. This also leads me to my next observation...
• There are black people in Oslo. I repeat, there are black people in Oslo. I don't know what biased media propaganda led me to believe that Oslo was as white as the snow that covers it most of the winter, but I was wrong. My first 24 hours here I saw Black/African people everywhere, doing everything that people do when they live somewhere. You know, going to work, crossing the street, shopping. I found this very comforting, as I tend to judge how well I like a place by whether or not I feel like I'd fit in there.
Who has been to Oslo, Norway? Comment below and tell me what you observed. I'd love to hear it!
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