I will try to put into words some of my observations about living in Norway and, eventually, in the UK. I cannot promise to be eloquent, but I hope you enjoy reading about our family's little ups and downs as we try to get in touch with my "Norwegian-ness"!
To give you a quick recap: Mike and I decided many years ago that we would spend his sabbatical year from the university in Norway. It would allow me to come "home" for a while, plus give our boys a chance to get closer to their Scandinavian family and to hopefully pick up the Norwegian language. Well, after many years of talking the talk, it is time to walk the walk. We arrived in Norway two days ago, after a fairly painless - albeit long - trip over the Atlantic. Joining us were 7 pieces of luggage, one of which is Mike's golf bag.
This was Benjamin as we pulled up to our house for the next 9 or 10 months. Not to worry, he has recovered since, and is now his usual happy-go-lucky self!Now is the time to see how much Norway has changed after I left some 12 years ago. My memory may not serve me as well as I think it does - and I wonder how Norwegian I really am, after all those years abroad.
