Sunday Sunday

probably being the only person in Norway on May 18th without a hangover, i felt it necessary to do something (is there a word for someone who feels they have to 'do something' constructive with a day'?)

so predictably i got the bike out and sent off for the mountains around Oslo for a couple of hours...well, that was the plan, i was actually out for 5 1/2 hours....kinda got lost to be honest, and managed to find my way home freezing cold and shattered...but had fun none the less.

highlights being trying to ride through the snow (really, dont try that at home), but possibly the strangest and nicest parts was being totally lost on top of one of the highest peaks, listening to the new Portishead album while it was snowing huge snow flakes without another person for miles...bliss