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Velkommen til bloggen min. Jeg heter Henriette, er 30 år og jobber som sykepleier på dialysen på Haukeland. Nå reiser jeg til Zanzibar for å jobbe på sykehus et år. Dette er en utveksling av helsepersonell i regi av Fredskorpset, Haukeland og Mnazi Mmoja Hospital. Lenger nede i arkivet er det blogginnlegg fra tidligere reiser. Sommer 2015: Dialysevikar i Tromsø Vår 2015: Peru, Cuba, Canada, Island Høst 2014: Bartender i Bergen Vinter/vår 2014: Sør/øst Asia. Thailand, Vietnam, Kambodsja, Filippinene, Laos, Indonesia

tirsdag 23. september 2014

Lost in my backyard

WARNING: this is just an excuse to publish way to many Norwegian nature pics. I dont blame you if you dont care

Last week the weather was amazing. It was summer. How I wish I could say the same about this week. Classic Norwegian, always complaining about the weather. It's to hot, cold, wet, dry. I'm not even sure what we would have to talk about if we couldn't complain about the weather? Maybe we all would have to read up on politics and world peace?
Good thing about the weather, you only have to look out the window to be up to date and everyone is interested. One of the perks of living in a city with suck a variety of weather. :P

Anyways. Last weekend i decided to go hiking in the woods by myself. I planned on going through the woods and up Veten(mountin). 
It was a really beautifull day.
The hike started out fine untill i took a wrong turn somewhere.       
Deartrail, trail what is the differense? 
I definently didn't end up where I planned, but hey... Who cares, I'll just take a different path to Veten i thought. So i kept walking, and smiling. 
Then I found a road I hadn't walked before. I'm sure it will lead me to the same place as the main road, i though. I really dont know why I still think I can find my way. I have NO sence of direction, what so ever. I think that I can always find the ocean(it's not true). 

At some point to road just stopped. If i imagined that it was a path going on or if i just climbed on, I'm just not sure. I hate turning back, so often I just keep walking telling myself I will end up the same place as long as I keep walking where my gutt is telling me to go(it is always wrong). 
The other side is where I was suppose to end up to go up Veten. 
Time to climb...at some point I realized that I was   running out of time and it was time to find the way back home. Witch it somewhere to the left. 
Pretty. Dont eat them! 
I found the way back to where I lost my way in the first place, then I lost my path again, luckily it was a Sunday so I could hear people talking and navigated after the snu and talk. It wasn't funny anymore so I stopped taking pictures. I walked through   bushes(brake) about my hight. Wiggled between trees. Walked through swamp. When I finaly found back to where I usualy hike i lied down on a rock, soooo happy the hike was almost over. Then i realized i had about 20 tiny ticks(flått) crawling on me. My happy moment was definently over! After 5 minits picking them of(luckily only one had attached itself to me), I trew my socks(cowered, so if you find 2 white tennis socks under a rock my Børnesvatnet you know who they betong to) away and ran home. I left most of the clothes outside, freaked out just thinking about bringing ticks in. Yuck!

Next day(after working a nightshift in the nursinghome) I was relaxing outside in the sun when I thought. Hmmm, I'm bored. Lets stopp taking selfies and hike up Veten for real this time. 
Half way up I saw a sign to Randifjellet(mountain). I have never been there, so lets go I thought. 
It was a really nice hike, even if i really wished they i had waterproof shoes. And also, many times I though I had lost the path and had turn back to make sure I hadn't overlooked any markes.


I wasn't to impressed with the Randifjell(mountain) view, so I went up Veten afterwards. Wasn't to far. 
Instead of about an hour hike, I returned to the car 3 hours later.

When I got home we had a barbique. Great day!
Pork, corn, rice, salad, tomatoes, peppersauce, beer. Awesome
Basil tomatoes

2 days ago me and my cosin decided to go to Haganesfjellet(mountain). We had never been there. After a little while we lost the path. I was not happy. Moping and ready to tell my cosin I was walking home(15 min drive), but he could go on if he wanted. Luckily i sucked it up, and when we finaly found the right path and came to the top it was so worth it! About 236 meters above sea level, but felt highter. Definently hiking here again. 
Later that day we celebrated how fit we had been by eating brownies and ice cream untill the edge of vomit. No pictures taken, all proof eaten ;-) 


























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