So what about the blonds down there??

Our plan was to disappear among the crowd here in New York...
It's not working.
Not at all.




Not when two tall blondies goes to Times Square Church sitting in the very front, surrounded by small ladies.

- Hey girls, are you new here? You know... was sitting on the Gallery and saw you down there...

- Ohh, you're new here!

- welcome!

- hello!

- welcome!

And that church is really huge. 8000.

Later on we met this guy on the italian restaurant: - Ey, girls... are you from the church? I saw you in the front...

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But we like it here.

Actually, we're having the time of our lives. really.

Scary Frank and other experiences

Just some examples of our ordinary daily-life on Manhattan...

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M: Sandraaaa???
S: zzz z Z!
M: SANDRA!
S: øhh?
M: I heard something outside!
S: like I heard yesterday?
M: yeah!
S: OH NOO!
M: yeah!
S: OH NOOO! someone tries to get in the window!
M: NO! I know what it is! It's a rat in the owen!
S: oh NOO!
M: yeah! wait a sec, I'll get it out.
S: oh NOOO! please take me out of here!
M: hits owen nr 1. hits owen nr 2.
S: it's not there!
M: maybe it wasn't a rat.

good night.
zzZZzzz



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Schoolmate: Haha, look at them!
S and M: What?
Schoolmate: They wistle after us
S and M: Who?
Schoolmate: The awsome construction workers!
S and M: oh

Three girls; (waving and jumping): Oh! HellooO up there!!

(The awsome construction workers stopped their work high up there and started to wave.. yeah; everyone!)


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Cashier man: Hello, How are you?
S and M: Fine, Thank you!
Cashier man: You don't need to sign when it's under five bucks
S: Ok
Cashier man: Girls, Do you want some cashew nuts?
S: Yes please.
Cashier man: and you?
M: Ehhh. Ok.
Cashier man: Have an awsome day ladies!
S and M: You too!

M: Well, that's normal here...
S: Melissa.... he flirted!
M: ???

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Ring- Ring

S: Yeah, Hello?
F: How are youuuu?
S: I'm fine.
F: Cooool, What are you doooooi'n?
S: Nothing.... Who are you?
F: I'm Frank.

Sandra throws away the phone..........

Ring-ring

ring-ring

S: Can SOMEBODY else please that phone????? Pleease!

F:HellooooO
M: Helloo?
F: I thought this was my friiends room, did she check ooout?
M: We arrived five days ago...
F: Where are you guys frooooOm?
M: Norway.
F: Will you stay loooOng?
M: No.
F: Do you like Muusic?
M: Yes, of course.
F: You can come to my baaAr....

Melissa throws away the phone....

Later.....
Maria: Someone called me today...
S: Was his name Frank????
Maria: Yeah...
Everyone: Ææææææ (Æ= norwegian letter. Translation: ÆÆÆÆ = Screaming)
M: I saw a man in the elevator ..
Everyone: WHAT?
M: But he didn't look like a Frank
Everyone: Phu.....

We don't like Frank.


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To be continued....

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We were drinking coffee yesterday...

... at Starbucks with a celebrity. He was nice. He was tall, dark, handsome and had some incredible eyes!
Well... we think that he was a well known celebrity. Moviestar. He showed us some really awsome pictures from the photoshoot. Or... We looked at them over his shoulders.. His manager loved his last movie. I think we love it too, we just can't figure where we saw him..
we don't know his name.
or which movie he is from.
But he was nice.
Maybe he is a kind of B-celebrity.
Maybe a C...

But he was nice.

That's New York Baby!

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Now we're sitting in our classroom. At Metropolian College of New York.
It's nice. We're eating brownies and are drinking Coke for lunch.
It's nice. We mean; REALLY nice.

It's a famous college. One of the most expensive too.
It's nice.
And we're here.

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Later we will eat our Hotel dinner that we get every day.
It's nice.

And we will go shopping. Like Manhattan Mall, Broadway or 5th Avenue or something.
Nike World is waiting for us. Longing for us.
Actually we're helping the American Economy a lot. Thats nice. A nice guy told us that yesterday. We're good people and we like being that.

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Then we will go training. In our private training room in our Hotel. With a nice view to Empire State Building. That's nice.

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We like our new life.
We think we will survive here.
That's nice.

Glimpses from India

So what about India??


It's normal to wait.....To wait.... (we call it "indian time")

It's normal to look after rats...
It's normal to get panick..It's normal to paraglide..


It's normal to have local friends...

It's normal to look like this after a jeep-tour..
..because the roads are like this..
It's normal to play in kindergarden...

..and having fun like thisIt's normal to have tivoli in the great Himalaya..
It's normal to take the ropeway...

It's normal to take family pictures...
..and visit waterfalls..



This guy is normal..Its normal to pick oranges from the trees.


It's normal to use this as a toilet...

It's normal to sleep with.. this:
Its normal to.. do this..

and eat this... Bon appetitéIts normal to walk among snakes and tigers...
and to get lost in the middle of nowhere... (in Himalaya mountains..)
To be popular....


and..take a long toilet for two rupiees...




Finally..who is who....?
And.. it's normal to get the question..

- Are you two girls.. twins??

Update!

A rat. Yes, it’s only a rat. A cosy grey rat with a long tale. It’s nothing to care about, and I cant wake Melissa about it, then she will scream and wake you all up there in Norway.

Soo looking like a drunk Zombie, I was watching over our luggage while Melissa is sleeping on the nice, soft chairs that once was black. Really, she’s was sleeping everywhere, and I.. Yeah. I was sitting with my rats. So then we moved to some other chairs. And I watched over the suitcases. Again. Because Melissa Slept. Again.

Actually it didn’t help that she slept, anywhere, anyhow. I had to make a list over Melissa’s “cool behavior”
1. Going on the man’s toilet
2. Talking while she’s sleeping
3. And actually.. She really thinks that she can walk through doors of glass.

But
Right now, we’re stucked in a blue room with open windows and lots of dogs yelling outside.

We can’t go out because then all the screaming people will throw stones or something at us. No, we haven’t done any wrong (besides going on man’s toilet), it’s just a lot of violence in Siliguri nowadays. You can call it a mini-war. Or maybe a mini-mini war.

Anyway, today we were at the Sikkim-house to get special permission to go to Sikkim, which is a restricted area. There we will travel all by ourselves, lost in an unknown place with unknown people with an unknown language.
Yeah.

Because there is a strike of political reasons, we couldn’t take the private cab to Gangtok, so we wanted to take the helicopter instead. But the waiting list was waaay to long. So then we wanted to shop in a marked, but we never came there. All the stores were closed and we couldn’t take the main road back, because of this mini mini war.

Since we’re not able to take the helicopter, we’ll do paragliding in Jorthang. Sandra’s dad said that there have been no accidents so far, so it should be safe. And then Andrew said that the paragliding-thing started just a few months ago.
Thanks Andrew.

So.. We’re sitting stuck in a blue room, with open windows and with a lot of yelling dogs outside. Yes; so, that’s our lives right now. We like India, the people and the freedom. And least, but last, we LOVE the safety around here.

- S and M

(We wrote this about 17th of January.. soo, we`re finally out of the blue room with open windows)

We`re here

In the Great Himalaya. Ready for jeep, monkeys, paragliding, waterfalls, ropeways, and new "bestfriends".

We`re still alive. We`ll blogg later because we`re using high speed internet, in our resturant. The owner is kind to us.

see you

- m and s

So here we are in Oslo...

Hello. Melissa here. Help me out of this. Somebody please. I think I need to escape, right now.


...Sandra here. She's just kidding.

Allright then. It was a joke. If I say it's not a joke, she will hit me.

Yeah. She's right.


Okey! Greetings from the Big City (Oslo, Norway), day 1.

Life is great. Today we were at the embassy of the United States of America. Quite scary. I think one of the guys there flirted with Sandra. He smiled and blinked. Maybe he was blind.

No, she's kidding. Again. He wasn't blind.

Anyway. Melissa showed that she don't know the differences between her right and left hand. So yeah, She has to be glad that I'm with her to the great New York City!

And...... we've been window-shopping in Oslo! Well, we didn't bought windows...but you know..

And we've prepeared for The American Life on "Fridays" with MY friends (Melissa don't have any friends). We had a nice dinner.

Sandra is a jerk. (Actually, I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN RIGHT AND LEFT, it was just the mad woman at the embassy who confused me, that's all).

(She's kidding. Again)


Well, here's some pictures from our first day of The Journey Of Our Lives.

- M and S

Melissa's:

Sandra is a tidy person!

The mess is just another place....

"Fridays"
MOM, THIS IS NOT RINGNES!!!

Friends!yeah...

Norways first president:
And her assistent:

Melissa; Well... I'll dance instead!

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