So...

I didn’t know much about my future when I attended Euro Team summer 03, and met this blonde girl with braces and some really good-looking round glasses… Not to mention her wide slang jeans and her capability to converse with the handsome Swedish football-players. Yep. That’s the Sandra I, with hippy-hair and freaky pink/yellow/green/orange clothes, met.

I don't know why, but after this team-tour, we loss contact for about… five years?

Fall/winter 07
For some reason, I looked trough a lot of profiles at facebook, and suddenly found Sandra Lovise Sætrang:

- øhhh, hi! Remember me?

- Well, yes, of course! How’s life?

- (blabla bla pjattipjatt girltalk)
…
oh… by the way, wanna go study with me in NY next year?

So, here we are. One year later, less than three weeks until our departure, synchronized, and ready for New York City.


He’s ways are inconceivable.

2 hours, 42 minutes and 22 seconds of our lifes

Today we were going to order the last tickets for our trip (AND WE'RE DONE!). I'll just tell you guys that we only have ordered one-way tickets , so take care of us before we go, if not- maybe we'll not return back home..

And skype is really a good thing. Today I met the whole Nyberg Family. Almost. THAT was really nice!

Anyway. We should order our last tickets, and were finished with that after about a half hour... so.. where did actually the 2 hours, 42 minutes and 22 seconds really go?


- Sandra