September 14-16

A couple weekends ago, Rotary reunited me with all of my friends way back from language camp for a conference in Kristansund.

Night one consisted of a 20 minute walk through town to a pizza place...in the rain. After a much appreciated bus ride back, we set to rehearsing for the conference on Saturday afternoon. When we got back to the hotel Katie, Haley, and I were desperately in need of some ice cream. Much to our disappointment, the store at the hotel had been closed for the night, and so we set off down the halls for other means of filling ourselves with cold, creamy goodness.

Part way down the hall of the hotel, we came to an open door that had some serious beats flowing from it. We peered inside, not to a hotel room, but what appeared to be some kind of break room. Sitting at a table behind a laptop and a killer sound system, were three men.

"Ha du is?" I asked with high hopes. The men, although I had asked in Norwegian, were completely and utterly confused. So we tried English. "Do you have any ice cream?" The men explained to us, "Oh, we have all kinds of music!!!" Not getting anywhere, a Rotarian ushered us upstairs to plan for the next days event.

My group of friends decided within 3 minutes that we would perform the Electric Slide, and made our way back down to our new friends to see if they could hook us up with the correct tune. They had me type in the search, but before I could search for "The Electric Slide," I had to remove their previous search: "Ice Cream."

We finally decided on the Funky ChaCha, and performed it with exquisite grace and mad funk flowing through us on Saturday afternoon. We were then transported to what I believe was called the middle of nowhere, where we were forced to climb wet, slippery trees and jump off...explain the logic please. We then ate dinner in true Little House fashion, in a freezing cold barn by candle light.

When we returned to the hotel, the students who are already halfway through their year announced that all the girls have to switch clothes with the guys. Suspiciously, none of the guys protested but were in fact, excited and all to eager to be put into full make up.