So March in Norway... Correct me if I'm worng cause it's been a while but it rarely snows the very last weekend in March. Just yeasterday the sun was shining, the birds were a chirping etc. I'd thrown my thickest, warmest of coats in a bag and planned to keep it there till at least October.
And I moved house yesterday as well. This morning I was all psyched about strolling to the tram station, wearing my thinner red spring coat and sunnies. Let me just tell you the illusion was shattered instantly upon opening my drapes! Oslo is once again whit. Completely WHITE! Once again public transport has gone haywire alongside your newly blowdried hair... I was simply not in the mood for this!!!
However the morning changed for the better when I arrived at work and a huge tub (HUGE TUB) of Dulce de Leche was placed nicely on my desk. All the way from Argentina! Untill you've eaten Dulce de Leche you simply have not lived.
That is all,
Have a wicked Friday y'all...
