Denne TROLLSTA-sjenken har jeg ønsket meg hur lenge som helst. Og jeg ønsker meg den egentlig fortsatt. Men, den er så utrolig lite praktisk for en som flytter så ofte som det jeg har gjort i de siste åra. Saken veier rett og slett 77,5 kg. Ikke har de den på noen av husa i Norge om dagen heller. Holdte på å kjøpe den sorte da det plutselig stod en i Billigkroken for en stund siden. “Heldigvis” var det en smarting som sa at det kanskje ikke var så lurt ettersom jeg nesten ikke klarte å rikke den av flekken alene. Haha.
Det lille avlastningsbordet i samme serie er 40 cm høyt og veier 7,1 kg. Mulig det får bli en erstatning snart. Fargen er bare så DEILIG! Har lagt merke til at det kommer mer og mer gult i sortimentet fremover. Det kan jeg like.
Lurer på om det kommer noe lignende TROLLSTA i litt letter materialer?
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1 februar , 2010 i
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I august 2008, før avreise til Australia og Asia, hadde vi noen forelesninger om Australia. Vi så blant annet dokumentaren om disse fantastiske frøknene i Brisbane; Roller Derby Dolls. En av damene, Mimsy, har tatoveringssjappa Mimsy’s Trailer Trash Tattoo hvor Nikki og jeg ville tatovere oss. (Desverre hadde hun altfor mye å gjøre men anbefalte True Love Tattoo for oss.)
Anyways.
I går så jeg “Whip It” av Drew Barrymore & co. Ellen Page som spiller Bliss er forresten ganske fantastisk (i Juno og).
Finnes dette i Norge? I WANT IN!
En av oppgavene mine på jobb er å brekke internbladet InForus. I denne utgaven hadde vi planlagt å starte med “Hjemme hos”-reportasje (mitt forslag). Torsdag skulle jeg brekke så tirsdag var deadline. Da fant jeg ut at reportasjen hadde blitt kutta fordi det ikke var noen som hadde tid til å skrive. Det kunne jeg ikke ha noe av så jeg tok på meg oppdraget og fikk sjefen min til å åpne hjemmet sitt for InForus-leserne.
Vi har en kjøkkenkampanje gående om dagen, og den røde tråden i månedens blad skulle være nettopp dette. Derfor skulle jeg fokusere på kjøkkenet til sjefen. Eneste jeg hadde hørt var at hun hadde et fint kjøkken, lite visste jeg at kjøkkenet var sentrum av huset og at hele huset var planlagt ut i fra dette rommet. Det var altså så fint, åpent og lyst. Gigantiske vinduer. Hvitt. Perfekt blanding av materialer, stiler, gammelt og nytt. Og såklart mye møbler og slikt fra damens favorittdesigner Ray og Charles Eames.
Så når jeg blir stor skal jeg ha huset mitt fullt av Eames-møbler. Grei kontrast til Jærstolen sieru? Siden jeg nå er i min gule fase kan du tro jeg er forelsket i denne gule stolen.
Til jul fikk jeg gavekort på jobb av jobb! Siden jeg har begynt på et prosjekt, så må jeg jo ha et til på lur. Eller flere. Det startet med at jeg skulle ha en ildfast form da den andre lille, og veldig praktiske, jeg hadde på mystisk vis brakk. Men det endte opp med to puter, metervare (forhåpentligvis til gardiner og kanskje et putetrekk eller to), gule oppvaskbørster, matvekt, trefarga rammer (som skal males gule) og noen servietter. Det ble gavekort, pluss pluss.
Andre strøk på Jærstolene er tatt og det er konstatert at jeg må ta et til. Men det ser jaggu bra ut altså. Fornøyd med fargen, håndverket er kanskje så som så. Det er jo hjemmelaga…
Vi har hatt to mørkeblå Jærstoler stående i leiligheten en stund. Mor og far til Pål donerte de ettersom vi kun har to stoler på kjøkkenet. Planen var å male de helt sorte, men preget som jeg har blitt av jobb falt jeg for noen hvite jeg så i et blad på jobb.
Jeg så ut som en smurf mens jeg pussa de, men slik ser de nå ut med ett strøk Lady Classic 40. Nå må de tørke i 24 timer før strøk to forhåpentligvis i morgen kveld.
Har enda et maleprosjekt i tankene når dette er ferdig. Nemlig dørene du ser i bakgrunnen. Jeg er forferdelig glad i farge, og har siden vi var i Amsterdam på interiørmessen Woonbeurs i slutten av september har jeg ønsket noe gult inn i leiligheten. Foreløpig har jeg altså ikke lykkes, men jeg vurderer altså å male dørene på bokhylla mi gule…
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13 desember , 2008 i
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I’m sitting on a bus from Saigon in Vietnam to Siem Reap in Cambodia, via Phnom Phen. An estimated trip of 14 hours. I guess most people at home are in the Christmas spirit with St.Lucia and only 11 days until Christmas. Nikki and I are meeting up with Tiril in Siem Reap and we are gonna see Angkor Vat and the other cultural stuff here, as well as do our last Christmas shopping, of course. That is the only Christmas feeling we have, the pressure of shopping. And some beautiful Christmas decorations here and there, with lights and plastic trees and so on. Lovely.
Les mer i ‘WRITINGS FROM A BUS’
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24 november , 2008 i
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Too much sunshine to have time for blogging. Mikal, Vilde, Nikki and me arrived Boracay Island in the Philippines Monday morning after a long trip from Brisbane via Kuala Lumpur. I’ve been to this island before with my family. Two years ago we celebrated Christmas here in my brothers apartment. The days are going by and we are mostly in the water cooling down, or in the restaurant at the resort trying to make sense of our major assignment.
Friday Mikal, Nikki and me are leaving for Manila for the weekend before Nikki and me are doing Vietnam on our own. Only 4 weeks until Christmas now. I miss my family and friends more and more…
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11 november , 2008 i
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I’m in Tokyo. I’ve been to Hiroshima, Toyama and Kyoto. Totally lost in translation almost everywhere. In Hiroshima we visited the Peace Memorial Museum and Park with guided tours and lecture with a survivor from the Atomic bomb. She is the bravest woman I’ve ever met. How is it possible to talk about that horrible experience and reliving it over and over again in every speech? She’s fighting for the world to see that Atomic bombs is not acceptable to use. Not only did it kill a lot of people, but it destroyed a city full of prosperity. The survivors also suffered so much not only physical but mentally as well. The woman told us that she was frozen out of the society because they thought the survivors were contagious and that the women lost their fertility so very few got married. Now the city has been rebuilt and it was amazing.
Nikki, Janne and I was picked up by a Japanese woman and she drove us to her house and family for a BBQ. Sitting outside in the ice cold dark, they had a TV outside. They showed us Japanese music on Top 40 and an animation movie. Sitting outside around a BBQ in the freezing cold watching Japanese Top 40, a surrealistic experience.
Next stop was Toyama. Our teachers hometown! We had homestay with a buddhist priest!!!! It was the most beautiful (and cold) house I’ve ever seen. They actually had a small buddhist temple in the middle of the house. I don’t know if it was the stressful days or the futon it self, but I slept like a child on it. (”A futon is a flat, about 5 centimetres thick matress with a fabric exterior stuffed with cotton or synthetic batting that makes up a Japanese bed.” ref: Wikipedia)
In Kyoto it was temple sightseeing and other stuff. And shopping. Lot’s and lot’s of shopping. A lot of traditional food tasting too. A lot of tofu on my plate. With no taste… The hotel had western and Japanese style beds. I chose the futon and slept like a baby again. In Kyoto we finally went to a karaoke palace! Even Tengyo and Kjell-des joined us, we had a blast!
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21 oktober , 2008 i
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After the long busdrive in the AirCondition bus, I got the sorest troth ever. Couldn’t even sleep. But I got up at 7.30 am, got a shower, packed my bags and got some brekky (yes, breakfast) surrounded with insects and got in the bus. I’m in the small bus with 7 other girls. First we had a lecture about Aboriginal communities and culture. Then we met up with the other guys for lunch at the Wharf. Then we got on the bus again with a man from the Tourist information and he gave us a tour of the town and on a couple of farms outside the town. In an orange field I saw my first (live) kangaroo! It was from a distance, but I’ve seen one! Finally!
At 4:30 pm we got picked up bu Meredith Thompson, or Mary, at the Wharf. We rode about twenty minutes outside the town. Huge flat acres with sheep and some with wheat. They, Mary and her husband Tony, have about 4000 of them. And they have three horses, some hens, four dogs and 3 children, but they are away at boarding school. They are really cotton farmers, but it’s not possible with the drought. If I’m not mistaken they own about 90 000 acres. They are an irrigation farm, but because the government are trying to fill up the Darling river again, they can’t use the water they need for the cotton. But they have a lake where they go water skiing and stuff. We drove around it today (Tuesday). It’s such a large area…
Earlier today a group of us went out to a shearing farm. It was an hour outside Bourke and the soil was really dry. On the farm they had a lot of wool sheep. (Yeah, there is different kinds here. These ones was mainly for wool, as for the Thompson sheep is for meat.) We watched them cut off the thick wool, blood was spilled and the sheep were sent down a shaft… It was horrible to look at, but I guess that’s just how the human race is. They don’t like to think that animals feel pain. The shearers earned $2.40 pr sheep. The fastest one on the farm could do over 300 in one day, but the normal was around 150. $360 a day. Hardly 1700NOK for one long day of extremely hard work.
Tomorrow we are going to visit some radio stations and a newspaper. I think!
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19 oktober , 2008 i
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I don’t really understand why I am so bad at blogging on this trip. I just can’t find the time to sit down and write. We handed in our minor assignment on Thursday, so I guess the spare time I had went to work on that. But last weekend I was in Byron Bay again. This time it was only Tiril, Hege, Nicole, Mikal and me. The weather was great on the day we arrived, and the day we left. But in between it was cloudy and even raining. Because the dollar was so low, we decided to go shopping. I’ve bought five dresses on this trip, all together. Me. Five dresses. That doesn’t really make any sense. But a couple of them are casual, but the one I bought at Kokaii is really fancy. Should put up more pictures when I have ha moment. The main problem is the crappy internet in Australia. Is it freakin’ possible to have such slow and bad connections in 2008?
Well. I’m actually writing this, sitting in my bed in a camp in Bourke. Kidman camp is the place called, and I was supposed to share this little hut with Janne and Nicole. But, minding our own buisness, suddenly Janne says: “Nikki, you should go outside.” We go out the door and turn around to see the biggest spider I’ve ever seen. It was as big as my hand. Nikki and her serious aracnophobia screaming and running. She was not in a million years going to sleep in that cabin. I can understand her. It was the most ugly and scary creature I’ve ever seen. But now, I’m here and I just finished hunting the smaller once down. I had four of them right where my pillow is. Spiders are OK, but not inside the house.
Tomorrow we are meeting up with the families that we are going to stay with for the rest of the week. Nikki and I (the two vegetarians) are heading a bit out of town to an irrigation farm. What that is? I don’t have a clue. It has something to do with water… But I guess I’ll learn more tomorrow!
Good night spiders!
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8 oktober , 2008 i
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On Thursday we went to Stradbroke Island to learn about Aboriginal culture. We got to play on the beach and work on our tan. And of course a man played didgeridoo and taught us Aboriginal dances. He even painted us with some clay (see picture taken by Monica)! He showed us different weapons and stuff the Aborigines used, and gave us boomerangs we painted on. At the end we got to try to throw them. It was fun, but very scary as we threw them all over the place and could not see where they were going.
My tan is getting good and I’m hoping to beat my mother’s winter tan when I get home for Christmas. Going to Byron Bay tomorrow, with Nicole, Mikal, Tiril and Hege. The weather forecast is bad, but we are keeping our fingers crossed. Just need to get out of the city a bit.
We are actually all writing our minor assignment these days. It’s to be handed in next week, before the trip to Bourke. It’s really hard to sit in the ice cold library when it is about 30 degrees outside. It’s actually really depressing. But hey, that’s what we are here for…
Last week a group of us went to a rugby game in which Sandra’s friend, Brock, was playing. It was the younger boys team of the Brisbane Broncos, but oh my how much fun it was. I’m really sad that we are not going to a big match. It was crazy to see the young guys run each other down like that. The sound was really… different. The rule is that you can do anything below the nech, that’s what Monica told me anyways. We don’t really know if we know the rules quite yet, but we yelled when the others on our stands yelled. When one of the Broncos caught the ball on the other side of the field and run down the hole thing with all of the competitors jumping and falling behind him, all the Norwegian girls were yelling and screaming. It was quite entertaining.
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13 september , 2008 i
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The people of Malaysia is a mix of a lot of people that originally comes from other countries. They have their indiginous people, but also a mix of Chineese and Indian people. So, in Kuala Lumpur you can find Chinatown and Little India. I’ve never been to India, but I’m starting to think that it would be a good country for me, as a vegetarian, to travel in. The last day in KL a group of us wanted to visit Little India and grab a meal. But, after walking around and not really understanding any descriptions, we just went in to a restaurant. I guess it was in a Indian area, because everyone had a sign wich said that they served vegetarian food and non vegetarian food, or only veg food.
We picked a restaurant that was a bit nicer looking than the rest of them… And it was an all veg restaurant, with Indian style cooking. One vegetarian (me), one almost vegetarian (Nicole, who only eat some fish and wild animals), one who eats healthy food and loves vegetarian food (Vilde) and five other people that eat meat. Martin had never eaten a pure vegetarian meal. He is the one on this trip that loves food and if someone have leftovers, he has dibs! Luckily he loved the food and even he couldn’t eat everything. It was a lot of food, for almost no money. I guess we payed about 30RM each, wich is a little less than 60 Norwegian kroners.
And yes, we had heard about the awful food we were going to be served on Crab Island. I actually got a vegetarian dish, FLIED LISE, or fried rice if you want… It was really good, with rice, some eggs and vegetables. And I ate with chopsticks! It’s good to practice a bit before Japan. Marieke taught me the scooping trick. It worked out great!
