During my stay in Norway, I never really had a chance to communicate with any people other than Mr. Cedsal since I could not speak a word of norwegian nor english, but my sign language developed rapidly during my 3 weeks of stay.
"Tante" Greta was fine (I was supposed to call her this way) and Uncle Erturhan was my only guide to the outside world.
Norway was cool as far as i remember. It was very proper and clean compared to Istanbul. I was only 11 then so I did not really realize the beauty of the girls. Now I look at the photos that were taken during my trip and see the hot blondes caught in the frame by chance.
I should go back to Oslo someday to feel the nostalgia, It would be soo awkward to see the house that I stayed, more than 15 years ago. Fuckin' time goes by so fast!
Places i remember:
Aker Brygge (shopping mall where Mr. Cedsal had a shop)
Hollmen Kollen (ski jumping spot and the amundsen museum)
Vigilands Parken (the park with statues)
Leker (an arcade store where I played computer games 8 hours a day.)
Hmm.. What else... I went fishing by the harbour. I ate Lax (it was claimed to be the most expensive fish in the world), I tasted wonderful sardines.
I was 11, it was a great experience but does not feel the same today but believe me it was fucking fantastic.
