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9/2004

Gaällivare travells

They were making a movie here in Gällivare on Sunday evening. & the System Bolaget is open on Sunday evening. Which is somewhat of a mind boggling thing. Well, I think the system bolaget is open because of the movie. oh, it is the governmental licker store in Sweden.

But i wanted to write about the fact that they all have Sibirian Huskies here in Lapland. Well not everyone, just the Bjiok lokalike girls. It is about bicycles, i guess the movie, and it started raining again.

Yea, the most beautiful building so far here was a bank. A thing which goes hand in hand with the fact that people here has no money. How can I tell? Well, the prices here are almost reasonable, that even i can buy something to it in a restourant. Though just almost. A shnitzel costs 55 SEK (about 48 NIS), almost reasonable. the rain stopped. The movie continues. I will eat my sandwich.

נכתב על ידי , 27/9/2004 18:27
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Lapland

Just in the middle of Lapland (now) it hit me. Nils Holgerson was kidnapped to Lapland for his bad behavior. Getting to Lapland is a punishment. Shit!

נכתב על ידי , 27/9/2004 16:44
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The middle point

I think as all people there, i got there by accident.

There was a sign in the road to some national park and since i was bitting the clock with my fast driving i decided to go see the park. then there was another promising option (they have a sign for touristic attractions here). I took the other one, not the park. lets face it, i don't like nature that much (so what the hell are you doing in Sweden, well maybe that's y i am not in Norway, maybe not). the other one was called something i didn't make sense of. something with mitt and punkt. so I thought where two places meat, maybe two rivers. or maybe where they eat a lot of meat. I dint know (the spelling is killing) so i drove and drove and drove. for more time. the signs kept coming and some word i couldn't really make sense of something with svrge or another. i continued though i was afraid. and then i got there. (well the computer don't let the camera connects but) I was in the Middle of Sweden. Right in the middle.

There was a sign asking people to go and write your name in the cottage. The cottage was closed. So i did the Israeli thing - the Israeli revenge if you like. I wrote my name on one of the wooden markers of the middle. They should keep the cottage open through out the year!!! So my name will be there for ever and ever, in the middle of Sweden.

Then i tried to continue to where i was going. But like most people in the middle of Sweden, i couldn't get out. I drove and couldn't find my way. I was lost! and then the gasoline light turned on. and the little bip saying I am running out of fuel. So I stopped and asked a guy in a golf club. I am a bit lost i said. after some minutes he replied "Yea you are lost!" (that is what i like about the Swedes, they will tell it as it is.) but unlike most people in middle Sweden, I was able to get out. alive. in one piece.

נכתב על ידי , 25/9/2004 20:14
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Y I flee Norway

No, the obvious reason that it is too damn expansive is not the correct one, or at least not the only or main one.

I calculated it rather well and I would have money if it wasn't to the

The Toll Ways

The signs are always innocent enough - Toll Plaza 2km. We all love Plazas alas then I arrived. The first one was 25 NK (about 30 SEK, 22 NIS, 3€). The second time came again, this time 15 NK. I continues and the Toll plazas continued to pop up.

And that what really made me flee Norway, the randomness of their appearances. This Randomness, i couldn't deal with it. There were no way of knowing in advance when and where they would show up. Maybe @ the entrance to cities. Correct, but not always. Maybe at the exit from cities, again correct but with no consistency.

The one that really killed me was just out there. Again no reason one could see. and it was 150 NK (180 SEK, 120 NIS, 30 €). I got there and my first reaction was put the car in the reverse and ran away. I did so. But then after 500 meters, I rationalized. Going back means waste of an hour of driving, which is my time, my nrg, my nerves, and the gasoline money ( 10nk\l) plus the randomness effect. Who can vouch that in the other road I needed to take there would be no Toll plaza with 500 NK? no one of course, so i put the car in reverse again and drove through the toll plaza. To find one of the most beautiful roads there are on earth (55) running in a fjiord. The drive of course was a hell, yea it was beautiful as hell. But I digress. So it was the cost of these Toll ways that i flee from Norway.

While fleeing, I met two more toll plazas. the first was usual, the 25 NK. the second one was cheap, very cheap - 10 NK. So cheap they didn't have a men in the booth, you just throw in the coin and the gate opens. Luckily i prepared for them so i wasn't stuck in Norway. But that was only today, I was not prepared for the Toll way as a system or to have them pop up randomly in the 900 KM I had left to drive there. No(r)Way.

p.s

there are few other reasons

1. the rain. It was always raining. Trondheim, the last city in was in in Sweden, was flooded (or so told me the innkeeper in my next city) due to the rain. I can see why, punishment on their evil ways (random toll plazas).

2. the scenery. yea, it was overwhelming. in a couple of days i was overwhelmed. totally exhausted and suffocated from it. so I flee to Sweden. where the scenery is mild and mallow. not overwhelming. wait a second, from where do i recall the term mild and mallow. oh god.

3. and yea it is damned expensive.

נכתב על ידי , 25/9/2004 19:32
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Culture of Failure

the Culture of Failure looks identical everywhere you go. American. Wannabe.

News, Natt Club\Pub, Bergen Norwey

and me.

נכתב על ידי , 23/9/2004 11:32
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cows

I think that something must be said about the cows.

They are now eating on the other side of the bridge. when we went shopping today, they were standing, in and on our way to the village.

Now, you can learn that i am in the country side. A village does not necessarily has to be in the country. I learned that the hard way.

No cows, No country side.

They scared us a bit, the cows. they are big and free to do whatever they want. They just eat and shit and do nothing. Other then getting us scared.

But they are very peaceful. So we managed to go by them. Some one of us almost said that in her next incarnation she would like to be a cow. You just eat and shit. and do nothing.

The Perfect life.

Almost as the life one has in his summer house. Where I met the cows.

נכתב על ידי , 20/9/2004 23:10
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