Livin’ it up at the hotel Bamburgh!

Hello! Here’s an update, though there haven’t been many lately, sorry. 

This week-end is my host mother’s birthday, so we’ve taken the car up to a quiet and beautiful shore town called Bamburgh. With nine humans and two dogs, it’s lively here, to say the least, in a very good way. These people are absolutely great. 

Right now there is a quiet moment, nine o’ clock: most of them have gone out for a walk, and I take the chance to post some photos. I’m in the conservatory of the house they’ve rented, looking at the clouds coming in, making an overcast sky of the perfectly clear one we saw last night.

Last night, we went for a walk with the dogs on the beach. This beach is fantastic. There’s Bamburgh castle behind, lit up in the dark, which shot up fireworks! We can see the castle at Holy Island. (Let me tell you, you won’t go a day of walking in this country without seeing at least two castles. Most are there to keep the Scots out.) When the tide’s out, you can walk along the wet patterned sand for minutes. The starry night is exceptional, the stars are as clear as anywhere in the UK (it’s true, there are many astronomers here because of it). I saw two shooting stars.

I realize this post is already sounding like a Max Factor ad with all the adjectives, but I don’t think I’ve told you how spectacular, glamorous, natural-looking and shiny my host family is. As I climbed into bed yesterday, I found a surprise from my host father and his two nephews (4 and 5 yrs old): A full size plastic skeleton. No joke.

Pancake Day!

I’ve spent most of today at Starbucks with cool people. At tea time, there were pancakes at my.. host-aunt? ‘s house, with her husband and kids. It was great, and I feel so welcome. They have let me stay there a night, because my host parents are still on holiday. In fact, this holiday, I’ve slept in six different beds in less than two weeks. It’s been fantastic. Right now I’m putting off homework, editing a short video from Edinburgh, and waiting for my host parents to come home. Life is pretty good, really. 

Shuffle, world! Good times!

If I came up to you and said: “Shuffle! It’s a grret day, how’re yuh?”  Could I say ‘shuffle’ in stead of hello? Would you think I’m odd and tell me to go back to watching New Girl? 

Right now, like very often, I put my itunes on shuffle, and that’s a roller-coaster of feelings. Right now, I’m waiting for the videos I’ve shot with my phone to load to iMovie, and I’m praying it turns out all right and not all cow poop. I left my camera in Oslo. Because I’m a little bit cow poop. Right now, I’m scrolling tumblr, and I’m scrolling a blog  and she’s cooler and funnier than me, but I’ll get there. There’s homework to be done, and did I mention I’m dyeieyieiing (I cannot spell that) my hair RIGHT NOW? :D Beate’s been helping me and I’m making a video.  

Lately, I’ve been up and down, but it’s all for the greater development and learning and life and all that jazz. I’m ok with being deep and inspired one day, and as spiritual as ‘errday I’m shufflin’. Now that’s on my head. 

Shuffle! Wazzuup? Speaking of greetings, I’ve taught my relatively new friends to say “Wollah, bror. Kjeft’a.” The one girl, Hibba, is from Pakistan, and says wollah all the time. She’s missed being able to say it for the longest time, when help was so close all this time! Kebabnorsk! It’s so funny and so perfect. 

Here’s a picture of some awesome and relatively new friends! :D From right to left: 

Hibba, Vivill, Laura, McAulley!

I’m going to Edinburgh with Vivill and my host mother next week-end! See, lots of things going on. 

Now I’m going to bed in plastic wraps. Good day, it has been. I hope you sleep well, wherever you are!

Really missing home.

Sigh. I’m still doing well though! Had a great morning, started it with Glee season premiere :]]] 

When I come home, I want a Kurt to sing me “everything’s as if- we never said- goodbaaaaaaaaai!”