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Båstad

18 Aug

So I was originally planning to post this yesterday, and I started uploading pictures before dinner but it seemed to take forever, so I let them load during dinner as well and figured they’d be done by the time dinner is over, but they weren’t, so then I figured I’d wait until I was done curling my hair, but it was STILL not done. So I just let it load, and now I remembered them, and so I post them. You see, I had to run yesterday to go to Mads’ house because we were both starting at half past nine today and I would be there at 8 if I stayed home because there are no busses and I’d need to ride with mom. From Mads’ house, we can walk. So we did so.

Anyway, here are the pics from Båstad, Sweden.

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Gorgeous, right?

Let me know what you think!

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Back home

13 Aug

Ah, it sure is nice being back home. I were on a small vacation with Mads, to his stepfather’s cottage in Sweden, about two hours from Göteborg. And then we went to Båstad. AND I have PICTURES for you all! Can you believe that?! For once, I have pictures. But they are on my camera. Surprised? Didn’t think so. But I got them, and it is the cutest little town EVER, Båstad. I don’t have pictures of the cottage I am afraid, but Mads does, so next time I am at his house (which should be within 3 days, if that, I’m hoping to get over by tomorrow, or the day after), I will steal his photos, and upload them, and he will show me how, since its on his cell. Anyway! You’ll be all like “I wanna go there!” and, as much as I don’t really like Sweden, I love that place, and I am SO going back next year. Sweden has so many cute places.. I’ll probably end up living there.

And I had such a nice time. So it all started with a terrible terrible bus ride of 3 hours from Moss to Göteborg. I had to pee already when I got on the bus, but the toilet on the bus was so tiny and there were so many people that would be looking, I felt weird, so I waited until I was there. And then it was getting off at the right place, and then getting my right luggage, and then finding my right way into the place where Mads and his family would be waiting, which, stupidly enough wasn’t by the buses. So I had to look around. It was horrible! I felt SO uncomfortable. I really don’t want to do that again. But it would be worth it for another week like this. No kidding. I met Mads and his family eventually and it was SO nice seeing him again! I had forgotten how much I love that guy. We walked around Göteborg for a while, went to a bookstore to get Mads a couple books, and then we had a bite to eat. And then we drove back to the cottage. The cottage is the only one on a tiny island out on a freshwater lake. It was so nice there, like woods and all, even a tiny beach. And a floating dock, and a sauna. So that’s how we washed ourselves the first days, and it was nice. The water was rather cold, but it was fine once you got in, and it tasted so clean I wanted to drink it. It was like, so light weight. As if you could hold tons of liters of water and it would barely feel like anything. The cottage itself was not big. Two stories, equipped with a kitchen, a hallway, a livingroom/bedroom, another tiny bedroom, a tiny staircase and a two-in-one bedroom upstairs, in which Mads and I slept. Oh and also a little like terrace with glass walls so it was nice and fresh with air, but not cold.

In Båstad, Mads and I found a little walk that was about an hour and a half to two hours long, and it was a street with old houses, the sea port, and a grocery store we always stopped by either to buy something, or to just use the restroom (since id always be having to go by that time since you know, its been an hour and a half. -.-) and we always ended up buying something anyway.

In Båstad, the reason for going there was to visit Mads’ stepfather’s parents. So the first day, we like settled in our rooms, and got our stuff all packed away, and then Mads and I went out for a walk with doggie and after dinner, him and I went out for a walk, there where I talked about. Next day we all went to another place I forgot the name of, to a like a camping place thing where Mads’ grandparents and there too we went for a nice little walk and guess what we found? Another street of nice cute old houses! Gah i love Sweden. And we went to a restaurant, all of us, and we all, except for the Swede, had some sort of steak. It was nice.

And then back home the next day i got my period, just in time. We were about to go out shipping and running errands and stuff, but I managed staying back home by getting cramps stronger and more painful than ever. Great right? I kinda wanted to go to those stores that they were talking about going to.. And instead what do i get? Tons of painkillers that won’t work and poor Mads comforting a twisting me, alternating cursing and crying. Great. Poor Mads. I feel rather bad, and I had him appologize for me.. So needless to say, that day we stayed home. We watched TV the whole day after I finally got some real strong painkillers. Next day we go for another walk again, after driving around to some art gallery in which i will post another post of later, and stay tuned because this is great!

Today we just packed up and drove home and they all had dinner over at our house. Pizza! yay! It was nice to be able to keep Mads for another couple hours. I’m so not ready to let him go again. I like hanging with that guy. And we have had the nicest week ever. I really liked it, didn’t want it to end, and now I’m bummed it did. And school starts back u on Wednesday I believe. Noooo!

So tomorrow Mads and I are going to go see The Karate Kid just because we wanted to hang out but we figured it shouldn’t be too long and it shouldn’t be at his house since his parents are tired, and they all just want to relax, SO movie it is. Its so expensive, i forgot how expensive it is! I was all like o.O But we want to see the movie nonetheless.

AND mom just came up to me with a new perfume Happy Heart by Clinique. Tester. Love those. Not sure what I think of it yet, but its rather.. weird. Like it feels suffocating, it did last time I tried it at least, so maybe I should just try it on my hands and see if that’s better? The smell is alright I think, so. And I need a new perfume : P

Anyone ever tried Happy Heart? Please tell me what you think if you have. ^^

Now, I am so tired I am almost falling asleep, so errors, spelling and grammar, please forgive. Now I’ll say my goodnights, and I wish everyone sweet sweet dreams.

See ya!

Things I’d forgotten about home

5 Aug

I have always wanted to move. Move away from Norway, so I fell on France and Italy, but I didn’t want to live in America. Until we were there again. I remembered how cheap arts and crafts stuff from Michaels and JoAnns were, and how insanely expensive they are here. I found everything was so much cheaper and that I would really be able to do what I wanted there. I had failed to see that last time I lived there. Mom had obviously realized quite long ago, because our “hobby room” is FULL of paint, patches of um.. fabric, and all sorts of things. Never did she use it, but she had it. I would use it.

Anyway, but when I came back home and like we were about to land and stuff and it was only like 60 degrees and I was like wrinkling my nose. Like that is cold! But once I stepped off of the bus in our little town – its not even a town its too small, id say village – I recognized that familiar smell, the freshness of the air, the cool air with the sun warming through it, the slight breeze. When I came home, I walked my dog, remembering the dew on the grass, even at 4 o’clock. The slight wind carrying the ocean scents. And now this morning the Seagulls. Oh how I love this place!

So I quickly changed my plans of moving about. I would settle down here, somewhere in Norway. Somewhere like the place I live now where everyone knows everyone. And I would go on vacations to places like that. I would go for a month at a time, 3 weeks, two months. Longer periods of time, and multiple times thru the year. I would bring empty suitcases and just shop there, what is too expensive here. And you are probably thinking, Kittie, how are you going to do that? It costs money traveling, and you won’t have a job that gives you that much release off of work. So unless I end up owning my own company and just assign managers, I won’t be able to have a normal job, obviously. And I won’t! That’s the genius part! But I will have to work, obviously, and I will do so. I will take on part-time jobs, I will work one time jobs, summer jobs, I’ll be doing what I love most too! I’ll be working in like make-up stores, or something. Baby sit ;P. Obviously, I have to take on jobs I don’t like also. And probably when I’m home there will be periods where I work a lot more. But I’ll do it. And I will continue making my cards, doing other creative stuff, and sell. Mom does that too. There was like this wave a few years ago you see, that hit us here in our neighbourhood where we all started making cards. We all got together in one house, placed a bunch of tables together, covered them in paper and got to work. borrowed stamps and ink of each other, and sometimes we had some more experienced people come in and teach us. We all did this, but now only a few still proceeds with it. I think 3. I mean I think we all make our own cards for birthdays and stuff, but not many make a whole bunch just for fun and to sell anymore, and it’s more individual. Also, making bracelets have become some sort of hobby at least among a few. I mean, making cars is probably not going to make me rich ; P but it’s a slight income right? I’ll be a pastry chef! How cool wouldn’t that be! Its a hobby, but as work!

And if I am good and blog, maybe I will have someone wanting me to either test out products or have a commercial. Thats a little to right? A lot of people make money from their blog. Although that is not why I blog because I will probably never get that many reader haha : P

But I’ll make it work. The only problem will be when kids start school, and getting a boyfriend or husband into my lifestyle. Cause i dont like traveling alone, they’d have to come with me, and that would mean he wouldnt be able to have regular work either.. ha, poor whoever ends up living with me! : P About the kids, I can do homeschool or just hire a teacher to tag along. I want my kdis to be exposed and able to adapt and stuff, so I want them to come on our vacations and maybe 1-year living periods of time, however I also don’t want to drag them around on a move like every year. I have a friend whose parents move all the time, and he says its fun, its interesting, but it hurts. And I will rather have my kids grow u and go to school in a safe known area, than always move. But adapt them by have them tag along! Perfect!

I don’t know if it will actually turn out this way, but I hope. Cause I really love Norway, and I really love America, and I want to go so many places. I’m going to grow so sick of plane rides, but it should be worth it.

So yeah, come to Norway. You’ll love it.

Hoover Dam and Venice

5 Aug

Mom and dad were out yesterday at a bar just the two of them and my brother and I were home alone. We thought they’d be home like midnight or something, but they come rolling in half past two. And I stay up another half hour because of this interesting TV show. So, needless to say that we slept in this morning. Eating breakfast at 11-11.30 means it kind of becomes lunch. Anyway, we slowly get ourselves ready for the day and start heading out to Hoover Dam. The trip was supposed to take about half an hour, and it went smoothly until suddenly, stop. Cars upon cars were stacked in a very slowly moving queue all the way down to Hoover Dam, which should have taken about 5-10 minutes without cars. Single filed lane. It was so boring! But anyway, what caused this insane long queue was in fact, some “control”. They didn’t do anything. There was a sign, “ROll DOWN YOUR WINDOWS”, so we did, we drove up to some guy standing there, stopped, and he waved us on, doing absolutely nothing. I didn’t see the point of this, but okay.
Once we came down there we had to figure out how to park. There is a sign there saying parking. Dad drives in and STILL has to ask whether this is the place or not. Probably best anyway though so we wouldn’t get into trouble.

Hoover Dam arranges tours. We knew it would be hot, and we knew we’d probably go on at least one tour. We walk out of the car, and as soon as we do, both my brother and I go “We’re not taking that tour out in this heat”. Eventually mom and dad kind of agreed, but then they seemed to think that maybe the tour was inside after wandering around in the heat for a while.

Oh I hear seagulls! I love hearing them screech! So summery!

Anyway. Dad walks around trying to find a place to buy tours and to ask if they are inside. All of the tours (two i think) were inside. The visitor centre too. So we go on this one tour that was kind of just a repeat of itself 3 times. But it was interesting anyway.

After the tour, we walk around the visitor centre, and ill show pics later (our guide asked if we knew the photography policy and we all went “……uh… no?” and he said “Take all the dam pics you like!” ). We decided to, gah, walk over hoover dam, in like 130 degrees. Okay maybe it was 118 but still! That’s hot! And not the good hot. We also stop by the old visitor center, which, to be honest, wasn’t all that cool. Even mom and dad thought so. I mean, it might have been better when that was the visitor centre before, but now it was only this showcase of where the Colorado River ran and a story of the past like where it is, what happened to it, what its used for. I mean, maybe it would be interesting to some, but we just thought it was boring. The only thing I really learned was that the Colorado River was quite much longer than I thought, and went through more states than I thought.

On our way home we stop by to eat something. I think it was a kind of cool place that we stopped but I cannot remember where. And while we were at it, we stopped by Venice. The hotel. Venetian I think it’s called. It was so cool! Like, there were gondolas – the guys (and girls) even sang! It was 16 dollars for a 10 minute ride, kinda expensive, and sold out. But it was fun watching! The hallways were made into streets (like on most other hotels actually) and the ceiling was painted blue sky. The “houses” on the sides (really shops) were in a Venetian style, and it kind of just made me more sure of that I wanted to go to Venice. They had a masque boutique there. It was gorgeous! No pics allowed, no touching allowed, and they were super expensive, but so so beautiful. If I ever go to Venice I might get one. There were mostly shops in there that were expensive, like Guess by Marchiano, and and.. um.. why can’t I remember any now.. You know just like expensive brands that everyone has heard of but never really seen a product from because its so expensive no one could afford it. And you know, Guess by Marchiano, I just recently learned what that was. I thought it would be like Guess you know, and in a way it kind of is, but there is a tad less clothes on a tad larger area. Ergo – quite a lot more expensive.

And I only now realized that this was a draft I had made, and not a post, hence the seagull comment up there, and obviously, this wasn’t “yesterday”, it was some other day on out vacation, so I just finished writing it.

I really do love those seagulls though. Everyone here gets so annoyed because they wake us up at 5 in the morning, but I love them. They are such a summer necessity and it always puts me in a good mood. So it was valid to include it up there when they were actually singing for me, cause now they kinda stopped. :P I had forgotten all about them!

San Diego

26 Jul

About San Diego, it kind of stresses me out to know I have to tell you about it now, and therefore I sometimes choose not to blog even if I have the chance, so I will just tell you this; I’ll tell you everything about San Diego when I come back home. And I’ll show pictures and what not.

So now you know that. Instead of San Diego, I’ll just keep you updated on what is going on here. But don’t go anywhere, because the San Diego trip is worth waiting for!

Cirque du Soleil, KÀ

25 Jul

Updates on Vegas lately, are few, and I’m sorry I didn’t blog but I kinda forgot all about it. Nothing more has been going on, we saw the cCircue du Soleil show, KÀ at MGM Grand. It was amazing, and I would recommend it to everyone who goes to Las Vegas. I mean, I guess any Cirque du Soleil show would be just as amazing, but the only one we saw was KÀ. No cameras were allowed, so I don’t have any pictures or videos to show you, but if you youtube Circue du Soleil, KÀ, you find a lot of great stuff.

Here are some of my favorite scenes

Love Dance

The slave Cage, or “Wheel of Death”

To be honest, I spent more of my attention worrying about him coming out of it alive, than what he was actually doing. And I’m not even kidding, he slipped and almost fell one too many times, and I was so sure he was going to die. Like when he was jump roping on top of that wheel.. Man, when he tripped I didn’t really want to see anything more. But he did it again, and he didn’t trip, luckily, and he was really proud afterwards. And I was glad it was over.

Vertical Stage

ah never mind that, it won’t let me copy the link. But look it up, its amazing, I promise.

Oh and they had this little puppet show, it was so cute!

I could find you so many more, but I’ll let you find them yourselves ; P

So yeah. Tell me what you think!

Vegas update 2

21 Jul

So I don’t have much time now either, but I’ll focus. Saturday. We went to the M&M store, I think it was four floors tall, all packed with M&M stuff. We were originally going to the Coca Cola store, but we passed M&M and just had to go in. They had like everything, clothes, souvenirs, cups, watches, baby stuff, M&M’s in incredibly many colors, you name it. Neither of us are THAT great fans of M&Ms but that stuff was awesome. Surprisingly we didn’t even buy a tiny box of M&Ms. Check out the pictures.

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My dad got impatient though, so we left for the Coca-Cola store. They were only two stories high, but nonetheless they had so much stuff. Mom and I don’t drink coke, but it was not bad. Too much stuff to look at you know?

As I said, neither of us love coke, so we had to hug the bottle right? Show our affection

And there was a photo shoot with none other than the Coca-Cola polar bear! Mom completely missed the part where the bear ate my dad.. But cool anyway!

: )

Of course, I had to have a coke anyway. It taster terrible, but I finished almost everything! And it completely went to my head..

Mom got bored and took pictures. Tons of them. And we were just laughing and making faces and stuff. It was so much fun! : )

It was just a great deal of fun. Everyone should go there and have a cold coke on a glass bottle. Great fun ; )

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