Øst, Vest, Hjem er best
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Welcome to beautiful Kringsjå. This is where I live. They just added the sign a couple of months ago. Before that, none of us had any idea where we were. The studentby (or student city, as we might say in English) is a veritable labyrinth, and I live in one of the farthest buildings out. When I first moved in, there were two occasions when I got lost trying to find my building after dark. Thankfully, I don’t have that problem anymore. I have a German friend who once said of Kringsjå, ”For meg, ser det ut som GDR.” (To me, it looks like GDR.) And my friend Lisa has an Estonian friend who says it smells like communism. I’m inclined to believe both of them. However, one can always find ways of making a place feel homey, so today I thought I’d show you some of that ways I’ve found.The first time I went to the
And here is my homage to fun things people send me in the mail. From left to right:
Cootie catcher and kitchen witch from Elise, tweed yarn and Frog and Toad card from Esther.
Another little thing that makes me happy is the Matisse print that Elise sent me. We had Matisse all over our kitchen for two years, so it was nice to put a little reminder of that up in my own kitchen. This is my designated cupboard. I’m the only one in my hallway who has made any attempt to decorate my cupboard, and I’m also the only one who has anything on my outside door. (An elephant. And a nametag.)
And the thing that is always nice about my room is the path to the



