Hi, peeps! How´s it going? We´ve been “suicidal” for a couple of days on account of the heavy rain, but now we´ve pulled ourselves together, the sun is out and the weekend is here. Summer is gone though, no doubt about it. And even though I love fall, I prefer it in the mother country, where the temperature is usually 25 and the quinces start ripening.
Nothing to do about it, though. Norway is my adoptive country and I need to make the evenings cosy so I can stand the cold during the day. The other day I invited some interpreter colleagues over for some wine, gossip and a bite. We were two Romanians, a Russian and a Tamil. Plus my Vietnamese husband. It was a lovely evening, we shared frustrations and stories, we laughed until our stomach hurt and we ate a lot of goodies.