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When everything turns to nothing, I'll still be there for you.
Today, in pictures. 
22nd-Sep-2009 12:22 am
uru pain
My flight was leaving at 18:10, and as, for once, I wanted to go to that restaurant that I'm always passing when I'm on the Oslo airport, and always am entice by, I left early as in 14:25.


14:39, as I'm waiting for the train from Holmlia to Oslo S




14:53 Pictures taken from inside the train. It's some industrial area close to Oslo... but I was fixating on the sky.














15:36 Another train later, and I arrived at the airport, getting my ticket.



As soon as I had gotten there, it hit me when I had been there the last time. The same direction.
It all was the same.
The same way up to the check-in. The same luggage. The same seat on the much bigger aircraft. The same place for the baggage drop-off. Almost the same booth. The same restroom I went to to empty my water bottle. The same security check that I had went to last time. When I stood in the queue, and the guard standing with his back to me turned his face to the side, he looked Finnish. When I walked through the shops towards the restaurant and the gates, there were two Finnish people talking to each other. どこか痛かった… I was in the same shop where I bought chocolate the last time, to get Baileys Mint.


16:23 Something I don't know what it's called, but very good, with exotic spices and exotic salad (besides the normal greens, there were oranges, kiwi, melon, grapes)



I sat and read on in Pride and Prejudice, the book I chose to read after I finished Lunar Park. A wonderful book by the way, very... 'weird', in Ellis' very own way, eerie, much less disturbing than others of his novels, but disturbing on some other level. Confusing, yet very clear. Self-satirical, sharp, fascinating.

I had checked which gate I would have to go to before I went there. It was just around the restaurant, so that meant more time for me to just sit there and relax. Or try to, anyway.

At some point, there was an announcement, and I just heard something with 'flight', and 'Helsinki'. I stopped reading and eating. Then, after a while, went on. I don't know why, but a bit after it, I got up and walked to the display to check the list of flights... and what was there about Helsinki. Well.
My gate had been 38.
Gate 38 would be the gate the flight to Helsinki would depart at, an hour before my flight would leave.
Something inside of me laughed.
Change of gates... I was now to depart at gate 40.


17:24 Done with everything, packed up and ready to go to the gate.



The "cake of the day" by the way that I had chosen was one piece of bliss. Soft, creamy chocolate fudge, I would say. With creamy caramel on top, yet the chocolate was bittersweet, so the sweetness and the bitterness mixed up perfectly. The lemon-grass on top gave it another wonderful lemony note. A perfect cake.


17:32 As we weren't boarding yet, I went to a tiny bookstore. And again was surprised to find these sitting there and gazing out at me



The norwegians seem to be fond of Bret. You even get such a huge (in comparison with other bookstores) collection of his books at the tiniest of stores, while here even in a very big book store, you might only find one exemplar of his work. How ... weird. I want to read that, by the way. The Informers.
Note that they have the most copies at hand of the one that had been on the 'black list' for some years in other countries...


17:51 As I am writhing on the floor with subabdominal cramps



What a great shot of the situation, though. And well, yes. The pain came in waves. [Not because of the food. Of course it'd be that day of the month just that day. On day 40 of my 'cycle'. Forty. Well, I'm somewhat blessed I made it a whole month without bleeding during my vacations but just then it came a tiny bit with... extremities. As in. Pain. Yay~] Luckily I had a no-pain-at-all-wave when the boarding was going on.


17:56 On the plane












Just about ten minutes later, that sky would turn into one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. Just at take-off. [The pain came back during the flight, though I pressed my bag against me Please put your hand-luggage under the seat in front of you' - 'tch, fuck you *holds tight*' and clutched a cup of tea once they had served drinks.] I managed to not think, not cry, nothing apart from almost crying, a reindeer all the while against my chest, and somewhat drifted off into something similar to sleep. And when I got back from that, I started writing, while staring out the window.
From the same seat that I had the last time I was flying.

20:04 Landed twenty minutes earlier than planned, and curiously the machine next to ours looked somewhat Asian, with its kanji on the sides 8D




And then as I got off the plane, everything just turned unreal... Everything. The vastness of the airport, the substantiality became unsubstantial, all the lights around, the cleanliness, nothing was really reaching me, there were people around, but to me, it was empty. Everything was empty. It was just a dream.


20:21 Just a dream.



From there I got my luggage, and walked towards the train station. Which was situated on the other side, one time across the terminal I arrived at, more or less. (@,@)

Well, that's it with the pictures. It's 1:09... and I'll そろぞろ go to bed.

So that I will start 'fitting in' without fitting in tomorrow.
コメント 
22nd-Sep-2009 12:40 am (UTC)
aaaaw, this made me all homesick><
22nd-Sep-2009 08:48 am (UTC)
Oh~? Where are you from/what's your home? And, where are you now?
22nd-Sep-2009 03:40 pm (UTC)
Big fat hugs, sweetheart ...
You sound sooooo sad ...
22nd-Sep-2009 04:31 pm (UTC)
Oh well, maybe that is because I am.
1st-Oct-2009 11:52 pm (UTC)
I wanted to forewarn you in one of you actual entries of this before I did it.
I want to add you because your journal interests me greatly.
Plus you got me hooked on "Tokami"--the band you talked about before; they are quite amazing.
If you don't mind, I want to add you~
Please and thank you~ :D
2nd-Oct-2009 10:18 am (UTC)
Ah, wow, a rare existence. Someone who leaves a comment before adding me. My favourite.
That way I'll actually add you back~ if you don't mind either... muaha... I might actually surface there and do things like randomly comment...

You seem pretty interesting from what I've read so far, too w
What got you hooked on my journal, if I may ask? Or where did you get to it anyway?
*adds*
Sure and... thank you, too? 8D
2nd-Oct-2009 05:11 pm (UTC)
Haha, yes, I like to forewarn people if I can.
If not then I feel like an intruder.
You translated ClearVeiL's "Crime" song.
That's how I found it.

And thank you--though, you will soon see that I am just a literal madman of not much interest ;;
What got me hooked was the general ambience of your journal and flow of your writing.
Sounds odd, but that's me~

Yay, now we are mutual friends, ya.
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