My last week in Norway was filled with socializing, goodbyes, packing, and cleaning. It went by quickly.
I was able to explore more of Oslo with my friends--I enjoyed seeing new parts of the city and experienced some melancholy as I said goodbye to places that had meant so much to me over the last 10 months.
Blå, "the coolest bar in Europe," was one of the places I visited with Lixian and Jeff. We hung out on the patio by the river and enjoyed the band. After awhile, we walked through the city streets into Gronland and Jeff told us a little bit about the history of this neighborhood currently occupied predominantly by Oslo's immigrant population.
I also met Stine and Cathrine for dinner one evening--and then we saw "The Comedy of Errors" performed at Akershus Festning, the courtyard in a medieval fort. The production was funny and we all had such a good time. It was incredible to go look at the fjord during the intermission and to look up at the walls in the courtyard during the performance.
Another night I revisited Rust with Hilde and Renate. We enjoyed sitting on the patio, chatting, and eating yummy tapas. Rust has been a great Sunday afternoon destination for reading and relaxing.
I drank one last cortado at Le Rustique with Abbey, a former Roving Scholar who has moved back to Oslo. I love this cafe's owners who are from South American (Argentina, I think). They are always so friendly--and fun to chat with. Another neighborhood haunt was Apent Bakeri, not the big one by Literaturhuset, but the small one nearer to my apartment. Lixian and I met there to eat one last kanelboller together.
Friday night was dinner in Majorstuen at Curry and Ketchup. I had envied Tom his pea dish last time I was there, so this time I ordered this scrumptious combination of peas and paneer. Divine. After dinner, LaReesa, Susie and I walked in Frognerparken in the light rain. It was a relaxing way to say goodbye to this beautiful park.
I also really enjoyed parties at Tove's and Ann's, although I didn't take pictures.
Two last pictures. First, scenery by the fjord at Aker Brygge. After my last (amazing meal) at Ann and Henning's, I took the long way home and said goodbye to this bustling area.
I also took some photos of a quiet street that was part of my morning walk. I'm not really even sure what the name of the street is, but I always loved when I arrived at this part:
These are places in Oslo that I will miss--and people that I will miss, too.
Now that I'm back in Fresno, my 10 months seem so mystical. It feels so normal to be home that it's hard to believe that I was away so long. I find myself wanting to revisit these places--and I have yet to find such pleasant and inviting spaces in the Fresno heat.