<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:37:54.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Rolling Stone</title><subtitle type='html'>Currently stranded at home in Winter Wonderland</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4853650695169935205</id><published>2012-02-02T19:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T02:33:33.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does it always rain on me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So.. I've left Chile and I've finally arrived in Buenos Aires. Chile was a lot of fun, and by visiting 3 cities, meeting a lo of great people, seeing so many interesting places and even managing to get sick, it sure doesn't feel like it's been only 2 weeks. It was definitely sad to leave Chile, but now that I've arrived in Buenos Aires, I'm very happy that this is where I'm going to spend the next months. Tomorrow night I'm meeting up with these guys again, and I cannot wait:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; min-height: 14px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: left;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAXIl_t9pUc/TyrdSB-j8bI/AAAAAAAABXc/3N932H3sd6k/s320/DSC03161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704615179856376242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ori, Lu and Pato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first full day in BsAs, and as naive as I can be, I ran out the door without a map of the city - only my address to get back home again. I justified taking a cab with the fact that it was my first day here, and then I went to the microcentro - the only part of the city that I'm more or less familiar with. Everything was as expected, and it was amazing wandering around in the same streets as before. What I didn't expect, though, was that the rain would follow me all over the world - from Norway to the desert in Chile to Buenos Aires…! It started pouring like I've only seen in Bergen (and in Atacama), and the streets were flooding with water. So after standing under the roof for about an hour, I decided to just get a taxi back home - but that was a mission pretty impossible. So without speaking much spanish, not having a map or not knowing where to go, I ended up trying to find the closest metro. The positive thing about pouring rain is that you can only reach a certain limit of wetness, and I definitely reached it. Looking like a drowned Kat, there was no use of trying to avoid the rain anymore (just the crazy lightning), and I finally found the metro station after at least an hour walking. Unfortunately metros in BsAs don't do well with rain storms, so it was closed. Then it was only the bus-option left, and I jumped on the next one passing - hoping that it would take me somewhat close to my place. To make an even longer story short: 2 hrs later I was finally home, and I've learnt never to leave the map at home again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwh3FmpZ7kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4853650695169935205?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4853650695169935205/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4853650695169935205' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4853650695169935205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4853650695169935205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-does-it-always-rain-on-me.html' title='Why does it always rain on me?'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAXIl_t9pUc/TyrdSB-j8bI/AAAAAAAABXc/3N932H3sd6k/s72-c/DSC03161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7594051296651746527</id><published>2012-01-20T22:41:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:02:36.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin' in Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;So, as quite a few of you already know, I've decided to go to South America to work on my master thesis. Since I'll probably experience quite a few freezing cold winters in Oslo, I figured it was time to skip one and head over to the other side of the world for a bit. The plan is to rent an apartment in Buenos Aires for a few months while finishing my thesis, and hopefully I'll have time to enjoy the city as well. However, at the moment I'm in Chile to see the Atacama desert, Santiago and Valparaiso, and I'm staying here a couple of weeks before heading over the border to Argentina. I landed in Santiago 2 days ago, and have been exploring the city a bit on my own, so today is my first full day of studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;So far I have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i4zFS0WTkIo/TxnlcuO9T7I/AAAAAAAABVw/-RmWIYz9hLQ/s320/DSC02979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699839085023940530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Tm4h0Ck00/TxnklX22jUI/AAAAAAAABVk/YBwjwqyB2Ns/s320/blekksprut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699838134124449090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;been to the Mercado Central, a big seafood market in Santiago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGqIlg8P-rw/Txno8VFjZzI/AAAAAAAABWU/KRq7U1zTGlk/s1600/fugl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGqIlg8P-rw/Txno8VFjZzI/AAAAAAAABWU/KRq7U1zTGlk/s320/fugl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699842926564304690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;walked around the city, enjoying summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5qZ1fZGhsUI/TxnreitkA3I/AAAAAAAABWs/qm-Nywv8gGE/s320/giraff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699845713360585586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;Seen a giraffe that didn't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5zMu4C5Edw/TxnmvgAXZHI/AAAAAAAABV8/-IgToWxev5U/s1600/DSC03038%2Bkopi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5zMu4C5Edw/TxnmvgAXZHI/AAAAAAAABV8/-IgToWxev5U/s320/DSC03038%2Bkopi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699840507133781106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;Taken the funicular up to the top of Cerro San Cristobal, to get a full 360 degree view of Santiago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iW1bXyNDrs/TxnoCp5lNcI/AAAAAAAABWI/Km-VMaA-iLM/s320/HundBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699841935718823362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;Where I met this little fellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z48k7-9CCzw/TxnpQHyCfaI/AAAAAAAABWg/wEhzqXZas_M/s320/DSC03062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699843266590178722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;Having a mean bedbug attack in my hostel, where the they had to dress like this to disinfect the rooms &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;(this one's got the posing moves right!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;After staying in Santiago for 2 nights, I took the bus to Valparaíso. The plan is to stay here for 3 nights, to get some studying done. Here's some pics I've taken so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMVq3flFmFs/Txnr-Dy8flI/AAAAAAAABW4/oX28s39cgPc/s320/valp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699846254817476178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;Valparaíso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BL1mvvkiya0/TxnssqbwfqI/AAAAAAAABXE/T8dzmXsfC6A/s320/Valp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699847055463186082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7594051296651746527?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7594051296651746527/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7594051296651746527' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7594051296651746527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7594051296651746527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2012/01/chillin-in-chile.html' title='Chillin&apos; in Chile'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i4zFS0WTkIo/TxnlcuO9T7I/AAAAAAAABVw/-RmWIYz9hLQ/s72-c/DSC02979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-1740879409895690062</id><published>2011-08-10T15:00:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:49:30.034+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip down memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selv om sommeren bestod av både tur til Italia og til Polen er det uten tvil altfor lenge siden jeg har vært på en skikkelig langtur. Reisebasillen har med andre ord bitt meg igjen, og siden jeg ikke har planlagt noen turer fremover har jeg heller sett på noen av høydepunktene fra de siste årene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeg vil uten tvil anbefale....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPHwwQMlck4/TmFez7B_fuI/AAAAAAAABUU/DzdNwzo6NZs/s320/strikkhopp.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647899653811699426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å utfordre skjebnen i Queenstown, New Zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNV_0fmXIvg/TmDoGIlNHjI/AAAAAAAABTs/Hva0hNuZ2Vg/s1600/Viper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNV_0fmXIvg/TmDoGIlNHjI/AAAAAAAABTs/Hva0hNuZ2Vg/s320/Viper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647769124802993714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Konsert på Viper Room på Sunset Blvd. i Hollywood, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy3SC7DdnOY/TmDoF5kvIrI/AAAAAAAABTk/V7K2mUsk-og/s1600/undervann2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy3SC7DdnOY/TmDoF5kvIrI/AAAAAAAABTk/V7K2mUsk-og/s320/undervann2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647769120774496946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHmI4_XgqQg/TmDoFxQVr0I/AAAAAAAABTc/-ig-XmevLDU/s1600/undervann_grab.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHmI4_XgqQg/TmDoFxQVr0I/AAAAAAAABTc/-ig-XmevLDU/s320/undervann_grab.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647769118541459266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dykking rundt omkring Great Barrier Reef i Cairns, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttWvpn3lGkk/TmDUyUM4s3I/AAAAAAAABMM/RQMzk__zaIU/s320/Colosseum.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647747893603906418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jK0hBTmc0X4/TmDl0FAJJmI/AAAAAAAABTU/9NtLajEXeNc/s1600/Trevi_italia.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jK0hBTmc0X4/TmDl0FAJJmI/AAAAAAAABTU/9NtLajEXeNc/s320/Trevi_italia.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647766615581337186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kultur og sightseeing i Roma, Italia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9SMqwH5AL4/TmDlz9IsNwI/AAAAAAAABTM/QR1h6Qh47yA/s1600/Surfing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9SMqwH5AL4/TmDlz9IsNwI/AAAAAAAABTM/QR1h6Qh47yA/s320/Surfing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647766613469705986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surfing på stranda i Byron Bay, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THHSW1vCsz4/TmDlzxLVkcI/AAAAAAAABTE/a51LU36eRCk/s1600/Sol%25C3%25B8ya3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THHSW1vCsz4/TmDlzxLVkcI/AAAAAAAABTE/a51LU36eRCk/s320/Sol%25C3%25B8ya3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647766610259579330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgiKlk4YY_I/TmDlztiTfgI/AAAAAAAABS8/GdGqvbT4sVM/s1600/sol%25C3%25B8ya2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgiKlk4YY_I/TmDlztiTfgI/AAAAAAAABS8/GdGqvbT4sVM/s320/sol%25C3%25B8ya2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647766609282170370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQJw4EfqlDk/TmDlzYmUG4I/AAAAAAAABS0/RWOtrUeZeO0/s1600/Sol%25C3%25B8ya1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQJw4EfqlDk/TmDlzYmUG4I/AAAAAAAABS0/RWOtrUeZeO0/s320/Sol%25C3%25B8ya1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647766603661843330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å vandre rundt Soløya i Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HICLH16ugI/TmDhrek-5kI/AAAAAAAABSs/w7BuctzksnM/s1600/skydive.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HICLH16ugI/TmDhrek-5kI/AAAAAAAABSs/w7BuctzksnM/s320/skydive.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647762069781407298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å hoppe i fallskjerm i Cairns, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7cQ_UDLLUk/TmDhrOE5k3I/AAAAAAAABSk/kNdnVK0YFp8/s1600/SanFran2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7cQ_UDLLUk/TmDhrOE5k3I/AAAAAAAABSk/kNdnVK0YFp8/s320/SanFran2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647762065351873394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsQgY5X66cU/TmDhrNEX1LI/AAAAAAAABSc/E_0-uChA6qk/s1600/SanFran1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsQgY5X66cU/TmDhrNEX1LI/AAAAAAAABSc/E_0-uChA6qk/s320/SanFran1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647762065081226418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å ta trikken opp og ned bakkene i San Francisco, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11w_Jqf6yfk/TmDhqz5L46I/AAAAAAAABSU/QETU8Enmr-Y/s1600/SalarLiv.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11w_Jqf6yfk/TmDhqz5L46I/AAAAAAAABSU/QETU8Enmr-Y/s320/SalarLiv.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647762058323420066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ke7E7cADOxw/TmDhqedmh7I/AAAAAAAABSM/dKmDlfUoyCU/s1600/SALARdeUyuni.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ke7E7cADOxw/TmDhqedmh7I/AAAAAAAABSM/dKmDlfUoyCU/s320/SALARdeUyuni.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647762052570580914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å være omringet av salt i Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RixHipmIKl4/TmDhSiwJcGI/AAAAAAAABSE/v3Xc1TA11Xc/s1600/rafting2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RixHipmIKl4/TmDhSiwJcGI/AAAAAAAABSE/v3Xc1TA11Xc/s320/rafting2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647761641405247586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9n4wEhiqhc/TmDhSZzxTTI/AAAAAAAABR8/HFXV056xmgY/s1600/rafting.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9n4wEhiqhc/TmDhSZzxTTI/AAAAAAAABR8/HFXV056xmgY/s320/rafting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647761639004523826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;X-treme rafting sammen med noen krokodiller for mye i Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDXSlNUVpiM/TmDhSW-TNPI/AAAAAAAABR0/AhBQp0fQSe4/s1600/Polen_kringle.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDXSlNUVpiM/TmDhSW-TNPI/AAAAAAAABR0/AhBQp0fQSe4/s320/Polen_kringle.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647761638243382514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å se på folkelivet i Krakows gater, Polen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEtuA2iDyiY/TmDhSKK_AaI/AAAAAAAABRs/z4BrfcuAgUY/s1600/peninsula.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEtuA2iDyiY/TmDhSKK_AaI/AAAAAAAABRs/z4BrfcuAgUY/s320/peninsula.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647761634806923682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nyte utsikten ved the Peninsula i Victoria, Melbourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13BARxFNdjQ/TmDhR6lvz1I/AAAAAAAABRk/oSDHvoNAJmA/s1600/NZ_Geysir.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13BARxFNdjQ/TmDhR6lvz1I/AAAAAAAABRk/oSDHvoNAJmA/s320/NZ_Geysir.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647761630624206674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se kokende gjørme og ekte geysirer i Rotorua, New Zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5_SRYVx3K4/TmK-X1D_V4I/AAAAAAAABUk/DTVPFV95_qE/s1600/022_22.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5_SRYVx3K4/TmK-X1D_V4I/AAAAAAAABUk/DTVPFV95_qE/s320/022_22.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648286199266105218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uC7dOObXc7w/TmK-Xml5p5I/AAAAAAAABUc/H9D1wlTi9C0/s1600/008_8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uC7dOObXc7w/TmK-Xml5p5I/AAAAAAAABUc/H9D1wlTi9C0/s320/008_8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648286195381806994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å svømme med delfiner i Mexicogulfen, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bqqN3DF8QE/TmDc0DXDCpI/AAAAAAAABRc/WsL9b0MrlVQ/s1600/nz_b%25C3%25A5t.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bqqN3DF8QE/TmDc0DXDCpI/AAAAAAAABRc/WsL9b0MrlVQ/s320/nz_b%25C3%25A5t.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756719535884946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JeIoIeyY13c/TmDc0KjBwuI/AAAAAAAABRU/RVJAlKzlRHM/s1600/NZ.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JeIoIeyY13c/TmDc0KjBwuI/AAAAAAAABRU/RVJAlKzlRHM/s320/NZ.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756721465180898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Å se et landskap som dette mens gradestokken er på 30 grader i Queenstown, New Zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eaa8qg1l-Mg/TmDcPll57yI/AAAAAAAABQs/6ZffTcwus9o/s1600/Napoli.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eaa8qg1l-Mg/TmDcPll57yI/AAAAAAAABQs/6ZffTcwus9o/s320/Napoli.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756093069848354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å vandre i små og bortgjemte gater i Napoli, Italia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ci_CoJlk5fM/TmDcPRKCGEI/AAAAAAAABQk/qxqc3wlnxQI/s1600/miami_palme.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ci_CoJlk5fM/TmDcPRKCGEI/AAAAAAAABQk/qxqc3wlnxQI/s320/miami_palme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756087584233538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å starte vinteren under palmene i Miami, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5fT02MPonc/TmDcPOcvV2I/AAAAAAAABQc/hRV2m7CQjhk/s1600/Melbourne.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5fT02MPonc/TmDcPOcvV2I/AAAAAAAABQc/hRV2m7CQjhk/s320/Melbourne.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756086857389922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å gå på oppdagelsesferd i Melbourne, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-LbqX1Pj_U/TmDbiUq26xI/AAAAAAAABQM/osjXejECbIE/s1600/MachuP_bruke.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-LbqX1Pj_U/TmDbiUq26xI/AAAAAAAABQM/osjXejECbIE/s320/MachuP_bruke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647755315433106194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BQ7QA6ppjY/TmDcOw6rcuI/AAAAAAAABQU/3cnv2iePOTk/s1600/machuP_g%25C3%25B8y.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BQ7QA6ppjY/TmDcOw6rcuI/AAAAAAAABQU/3cnv2iePOTk/s320/machuP_g%25C3%25B8y.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756078929900258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å henge rundt omkring på Machu Piccu, Peru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OsCmDnSpgQ/TmDaFiq92iI/AAAAAAAABO0/KzFrG-P2qEM/s1600/Hawaii_waikiki.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OsCmDnSpgQ/TmDaFiq92iI/AAAAAAAABO0/KzFrG-P2qEM/s320/Hawaii_waikiki.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647753721463822882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ixkFl8C1C9o/TmDaFUHmVcI/AAAAAAAABOs/ZnAPHTCe27U/s1600/hawaii_sunset.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ixkFl8C1C9o/TmDaFUHmVcI/AAAAAAAABOs/ZnAPHTCe27U/s320/hawaii_sunset.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647753717557384642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Å se solnedgangen på Waikiki Beach, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIJdo4EuM1E/TmDbiNIqpiI/AAAAAAAABQE/Tx4ogjcZNWg/s1600/kopping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1Suh-ufvQ/TmDbiLQnelI/AAAAAAAABP8/RlL1_DDQIx0/s1600/kina_skorpion.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1Suh-ufvQ/TmDbiLQnelI/AAAAAAAABP8/RlL1_DDQIx0/s320/kina_skorpion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647755312907123282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BEQSA2pGAaM/TmDbhy8V_tI/AAAAAAAABP0/2NgnCbhdS2o/s1600/kina_sau.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BEQSA2pGAaM/TmDbhy8V_tI/AAAAAAAABP0/2NgnCbhdS2o/s320/kina_sau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647755306379640530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å teste ut nye kulinariske spesialiteter på nattmarkedet i Beijing, Kina &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Det var iallefall første gang vi spiste skorpion og stekt sauepenis..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVxFYlsNBig/TmDbhv2RJ7I/AAAAAAAABPs/iNAvqV8cqbA/s1600/kina_oss.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVxFYlsNBig/TmDbhv2RJ7I/AAAAAAAABPs/iNAvqV8cqbA/s320/kina_oss.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647755305548851122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å få nye venner fra andre steder i verden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjSvTouQ0vY/TmDa8wRAw2I/AAAAAAAABPk/zURHzajMkv4/s1600/kina_muren.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjSvTouQ0vY/TmDa8wRAw2I/AAAAAAAABPk/zURHzajMkv4/s320/kina_muren.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647754670005863266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å gå kilometer på kilometer på den kinesiske mur, Kina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVdCyznrKCs/TmDa8qgjohI/AAAAAAAABPc/jwyegNy52fE/s1600/kina_megparasoll.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aVdCyznrKCs/TmDa8qgjohI/AAAAAAAABPc/jwyegNy52fE/s320/kina_megparasoll.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647754668460450322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nyte en båttur i Sommerpalasset i Beijing, Kina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fNax8nxpTA/TmDa8mMoFgI/AAAAAAAABPU/6B5778Xdkiw/s1600/kenguru.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fNax8nxpTA/TmDa8mMoFgI/AAAAAAAABPU/6B5778Xdkiw/s320/kenguru.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647754667303114242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se en mor- og babykenguru spise sammen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0r5wPyOFSPI/TmDa8RMjoFI/AAAAAAAABPM/GZ36yDV6eHc/s1600/kamel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0r5wPyOFSPI/TmDa8RMjoFI/AAAAAAAABPM/GZ36yDV6eHc/s320/kamel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647754661665677394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å ligge på stranden og få besøk av en gjeng kameler i Airlie Beach, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqUGr-aW-xI/TmDa8DzeA5I/AAAAAAAABPE/l7P-SRCklhc/s1600/HouseBlues.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqUGr-aW-xI/TmDa8DzeA5I/AAAAAAAABPE/l7P-SRCklhc/s320/HouseBlues.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647754658070791058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å få en privat omsvisning på House of Blues i Hollywood, USA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnuAdwvjN3c/TmDaFeETF7I/AAAAAAAABOk/-fvGbvqdTF4/s1600/hawaii_liv.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnuAdwvjN3c/TmDaFeETF7I/AAAAAAAABOk/-fvGbvqdTF4/s320/hawaii_liv.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647753720227895218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uh4k-ckgPo/TmK-YCM4OpI/AAAAAAAABUs/zXWL4k75kdY/s320/P1100309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648286202793048722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrS27nQDB_U/TmDaFOgFdxI/AAAAAAAABOc/bcPcbM2DOec/s1600/hawaii_kokosLiv.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrS27nQDB_U/TmDaFOgFdxI/AAAAAAAABOc/bcPcbM2DOec/s320/hawaii_kokosLiv.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647753716049475346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXVd2xSGE3c/TmDWlAjsP7I/AAAAAAAABN0/kyMNHX5asOU/s1600/Hawaii_kokos.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXVd2xSGE3c/TmDWlAjsP7I/AAAAAAAABN0/kyMNHX5asOU/s320/Hawaii_kokos.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749864015806386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å kle seg ut og svelge stoltheten sin på Waikiki Beach, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pOlW8mTn2E/TmDWk3U_VmI/AAAAAAAABNs/-WdYQ7YF7Sc/s1600/fraser2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pOlW8mTn2E/TmDWk3U_VmI/AAAAAAAABNs/-WdYQ7YF7Sc/s320/fraser2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749861538223714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stå opp kl 04.00 om morgenen for å se soloppgangen på Fraser Island, Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhcKl9ay9to/TmDWkuo5lEI/AAAAAAAABNc/4iruesFyN7s/s1600/fiji3.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhcKl9ay9to/TmDWkuo5lEI/AAAAAAAABNc/4iruesFyN7s/s320/fiji3.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749859205813314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UBldbgNqb4/TmDWkQwW1BI/AAAAAAAABNU/GsRr8mVscns/s1600/fiji2.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UBldbgNqb4/TmDWkQwW1BI/AAAAAAAABNU/GsRr8mVscns/s320/fiji2.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749851184026642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akO2bkEA5Eo/TmDV5515RkI/AAAAAAAABNM/sB7hQZoI3yE/s1600/fiji1.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akO2bkEA5Eo/TmDV5515RkI/AAAAAAAABNM/sB7hQZoI3yE/s320/fiji1.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749123478734402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkPlFk-kF3o/TmDV5-qz-LI/AAAAAAAABNE/ScNa9ngeMQs/s1600/fiji_sol.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkPlFk-kF3o/TmDV5-qz-LI/AAAAAAAABNE/ScNa9ngeMQs/s320/fiji_sol.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749124774426802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å oppleve noen av verdens vakreste steder, Yasawa-øyene, Fiji &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09POHsFU6PM/TmDV5u-sEjI/AAAAAAAABM8/xFC_9YsmV-s/s1600/fiji_nemo.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09POHsFU6PM/TmDV5u-sEjI/AAAAAAAABM8/xFC_9YsmV-s/s320/fiji_nemo.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749120562827826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å finne Nemo, Fiji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J_2qr1Wkes/TmDoxWMgwgI/AAAAAAAABUE/32-Edae-WqA/s1600/Zuma_meg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J_2qr1Wkes/TmDoxWMgwgI/AAAAAAAABUE/32-Edae-WqA/s320/Zuma_meg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647769867191894530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bgRsOvHM2U/TmDoGXN1JoI/AAAAAAAABT8/cYoWpMcDSo8/s1600/Zuma_Liv.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bgRsOvHM2U/TmDoGXN1JoI/AAAAAAAABT8/cYoWpMcDSo8/s320/Zuma_Liv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647769128731485826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å hoppe rundt på stranden der "Baywatch" ble filmet i Malibu, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMw4kegKsXg/TmDV5YqpZlI/AAAAAAAABM0/MQDiaHbV_PA/s1600/fiji_meg-hengek%25C3%25B8ye.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMw4kegKsXg/TmDV5YqpZlI/AAAAAAAABM0/MQDiaHbV_PA/s320/fiji_meg-hengek%25C3%25B8ye.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647749114573186642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9sNPUsyz7k/TmDUy1nDLgI/AAAAAAAABMk/3V8kVJ6WgCk/s1600/fiji_folk.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9sNPUsyz7k/TmDUy1nDLgI/AAAAAAAABMk/3V8kVJ6WgCk/s320/fiji_folk.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647747902572015106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å bare nyte sola og livet blant hyggelige folk, Fiji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeL2ld_KCLs/TmDUyTtd7JI/AAAAAAAABMU/aOglcr2colU/s1600/D%25C3%25B8dsveien1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeL2ld_KCLs/TmDUyTtd7JI/AAAAAAAABMU/aOglcr2colU/s320/D%25C3%25B8dsveien1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647747893472128146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tcPjKeO_NL8/TmDUyg4JEPI/AAAAAAAABMc/B16xeLvgeDA/s320/D%25C3%25B8dsveien2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647747897006559474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å sykle verdens farligste vei og overleve, Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdPLXPb7xBU/TmDUyHAVGsI/AAAAAAAABME/BwHkJDt9lC8/s1600/chicago.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdPLXPb7xBU/TmDUyHAVGsI/AAAAAAAABME/BwHkJDt9lC8/s320/chicago.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647747890061580994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å drikke morgenkaffien på en bro i Chicago, USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-tAKjsNxN8/TmDT6B_uozI/AAAAAAAABL8/2uIHek0_Ehw/s1600/Brasil_strand.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-tAKjsNxN8/TmDT6B_uozI/AAAAAAAABL8/2uIHek0_Ehw/s320/Brasil_strand.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647746926644208434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å slappe av sammen med gode venninner på Ihla Grande, Brasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0AMTe1MHqk/TmDT5zsG29I/AAAAAAAABL0/0krdm4OGLE8/s1600/bolivianskGutt.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0AMTe1MHqk/TmDT5zsG29I/AAAAAAAABL0/0krdm4OGLE8/s320/bolivianskGutt.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647746922803813330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slike uvurderlige øyeblikk, Sucre, Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0-aG4B1BKI/TmDT5wqkPOI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZuLuFIXrVMg/s1600/BoliviaLama2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0-aG4B1BKI/TmDT5wqkPOI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZuLuFIXrVMg/s320/BoliviaLama2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647746921992043746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-L6Q6qLaFY/TmDT5rzb8KI/AAAAAAAABLk/IYyXciQnU1E/s1600/BoliviaLama1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-L6Q6qLaFY/TmDT5rzb8KI/AAAAAAAABLk/IYyXciQnU1E/s320/BoliviaLama1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647746920687071394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHUcynG3IYs/TmFc7XsKUkI/AAAAAAAABUM/wUD8JFIzwhA/s320/hobos%2Bbolivi.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647897582740591170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Å kle seg ut og dra ut og henge med lamaer i ødemarka, Bolivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PCg6PDm7osE/TmDcz-n0CxI/AAAAAAAABRM/ThDyG1Kega0/s1600/Norge1.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PCg6PDm7osE/TmDcz-n0CxI/AAAAAAAABRM/ThDyG1Kega0/s320/Norge1.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756718264027922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUrhmORs2Ak/TmDczuQjheI/AAAAAAAABQ8/__T5jT8n6NE/s1600/Norge_buss.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUrhmORs2Ak/TmDczuQjheI/AAAAAAAABQ8/__T5jT8n6NE/s320/Norge_buss.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756713871508962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boJAZEIccg4/TmDcPzKtSeI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4wl7FtjEuQw/s1600/Norge_amy.tiff" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boJAZEIccg4/TmDcPzKtSeI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4wl7FtjEuQw/s320/Norge_amy.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647756096713869794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Å være turist i eget land og se hvor nydelig naturen er, Norge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-1740879409895690062?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/1740879409895690062/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=1740879409895690062' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1740879409895690062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1740879409895690062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2011/09/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A trip down memory lane'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPHwwQMlck4/TmFez7B_fuI/AAAAAAAABUU/DzdNwzo6NZs/s72-c/strikkhopp.tiff' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8789906361112561243</id><published>2010-04-22T01:19:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T01:34:28.777+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas...</title><content type='html'>stays in Vegas! But I'll still give you some of the juicy details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Californian Spring Break '10, and Alicia, Teresa, Melissa, Liv-Marie and I were ready for our big road trip to Vegas! Alicia had her Vegas-playlists ready on the iPod speakers and we were soon rolling through the desert! After one speeding-fine too many we finally arrived the Strip - where our awesome hotel was located! Planet Hollywood! Being checked in as only two people, we managed to get the five of us a pretty good deal - and two crowded beds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IqY5l6II/AAAAAAAABJY/MR5q8Mh6vlg/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IqY5l6II/AAAAAAAABJY/MR5q8Mh6vlg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462735134843594882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The five of us ready to hit town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night definitely met our expectations and we even ended up getting ourselves a bodyguard - Ryan! Cute guy from Florida who didn't mind paying for our drinks... Not that it as necessary, though, cause after arriving Caesars Palace we were invited into the VIP Lounge where free Crystal Champagne was flowing. No wonder the people inviting us over had a sixty grand beer tab! Anyways, after having a couple of glasses we decided that it would be smart to have a change of scene, so we went down to the gambling area and had a bit of a look around before we continued down the Strip to have a better look at the night life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IqC7VTCI/AAAAAAAABJQ/IXPHLz_WKTk/s1600/caesars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IqC7VTCI/AAAAAAAABJQ/IXPHLz_WKTk/s320/caesars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462735128945314850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside Caesar's Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-Ip9TtffI/AAAAAAAABJI/j8KEb7d2Ee8/s1600/cryas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-Ip9TtffI/AAAAAAAABJI/j8KEb7d2Ee8/s320/cryas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462735127436951026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the VIP Lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day wasn't too bad either! Our evening started out with a free dinner at the restaurant where Ray-J - Brandy's brother - was starring in a movie, and we got personally invited to his after-party after our dinner. Pretty fun, but we forgot our free entry passes and weren't bothered joining all the screaming girls in line, so we decided to hit another place instead! Ray-J's wasn't the only after-party we got invited to, though! Saturday we got on the guest list for Jay-Z's party, but we figured it would be pretty crowded and too long of a wait, so we went to this awesome place with a bar where you had the full view of Vegas by night instead! Can't complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IpZVZpDI/AAAAAAAABI4/5NpPhCQq8Jg/s1600/rayj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IpZVZpDI/AAAAAAAABI4/5NpPhCQq8Jg/s320/rayj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462735117780362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, had to have a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-Ipkmrd8I/AAAAAAAABJA/RH8alzYWsG4/s1600/ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-Ipkmrd8I/AAAAAAAABJA/RH8alzYWsG4/s320/ny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462735120805623746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meli and Alicia got their drinks in New York New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Sunday and time to pack up and go back to LA! Liv-Marie had to go back to San Francisco the same night, while I had a few more nights in LA! They were wisely used on hanging out with Alicia, Melissa and Teresa, and hanging out in Hollywood, Beverly Hills and getting cupcakes at Sprinkles! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye to Alicia a second time was really sad  and I don't think I looked very smart walking around teary-eyed by myself at the gate, but soon I was on my way back home! After too many flight-hours it was time to get on the overnight-bus from Oslo to Volda, but I got to try the new milk chocolate with biscuit and sea salt in, so I was happy!! After almost a year abroad I was finally back in Norway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8789906361112561243?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8789906361112561243/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8789906361112561243' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8789906361112561243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8789906361112561243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-happens-it-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas...'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S8-IqY5l6II/AAAAAAAABJY/MR5q8Mh6vlg/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7801060862925754471</id><published>2010-03-22T08:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:22:17.425+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the USA</title><content type='html'>After soaking up the sun in Fiji it was time for a new continent, and by mid-February I found myself at the beach - again - but this time in Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv-Marie met me at the airport, and by the end of the 10 days we had there, we had already gotten well acquainted with Waikiki Beach, the pleasure of getting free testers of cookies and fro-yo around every corner, sneaking in to super expensive resorts to try and get a taste of the high-standard life (as a change to the sleeping-in-big-dorms-every-night life) and ...tsunami-warnings!! - which really was truly dramatic to begin with, but that ended up as a big tsunami-party in some random Hawaiian peoples' house with brekky and champagne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After parting ways with Livy in Hawaii, I flew to Arizona to spend a few hours in Phoenix before I ended up in LA! Alicia came and picked me up at the airport and we hung around in Hollywood for the day! Checking out the wax museum and doing a bit of shopping for Vegas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf6pRaxpI/AAAAAAAABIk/PufG6sbHRB8/s1600-h/P1100586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf6pRaxpI/AAAAAAAABIk/PufG6sbHRB8/s320/P1100586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360966327060114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia at the wax museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't spend more than a day in LA this time, though, cause I took the (extremely sketchy) Greyhound bus up to San Francisco to meet up with Liv-Marie again! I stayed at her place in Berkeley for about a week! Really cool, but I'm definitely not used to cold weather anymore...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf5y1UHYI/AAAAAAAABIc/UVAcb5k87ko/s1600-h/015_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf5y1UHYI/AAAAAAAABIc/UVAcb5k87ko/s320/015_15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360951713668482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livy imprisoned at Alcatraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf5Bj1F7I/AAAAAAAABIU/m4aizslN6qw/s1600-h/P1100631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf5Bj1F7I/AAAAAAAABIU/m4aizslN6qw/s320/P1100631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360938486994866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We demonstrated with the Cali-students against the high school-fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf4geKKlI/AAAAAAAABIM/J6Vww3TA5HM/s1600-h/P1100797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf4geKKlI/AAAAAAAABIM/J6Vww3TA5HM/s320/P1100797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360929604840018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love the tram!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfj5WRVFI/AAAAAAAABIE/P6Eylz0hXZ8/s1600-h/P1110063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfj5WRVFI/AAAAAAAABIE/P6Eylz0hXZ8/s320/P1110063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360575505388626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Berkeley was full of people living on the street - some wealthier than others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfjaewEiI/AAAAAAAABH8/zrqibqNReD4/s1600-h/P1110079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfjaewEiI/AAAAAAAABH8/zrqibqNReD4/s320/P1110079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360567219458594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica - Liv-Marie's roomie - and I performed at Open Mic night at Berkeley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it was time to move on again, and now we were going to North Carolina to see Amy!!! Her family is the definition of southern hospitality, and we could just forget about starting our new and healthy lives... First thing we saw when we came in to the kitchen was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfixmfFBI/AAAAAAAABH0/GxpjFqaR9yg/s1600-h/P1110104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfixmfFBI/AAAAAAAABH0/GxpjFqaR9yg/s320/P1110104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360556246045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They'd made us a welcome-cake!! (which tasted way to good....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfiHvTe9I/AAAAAAAABHs/z7YTE6_lxhk/s1600-h/P1110100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfiHvTe9I/AAAAAAAABHs/z7YTE6_lxhk/s320/P1110100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360545008745426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back with Amy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfhr4PHZI/AAAAAAAABHk/t3MzinVQuDU/s1600-h/P1110110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cfhr4PHZI/AAAAAAAABHk/t3MzinVQuDU/s320/P1110110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451360537530015122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although we spent the majority of the time in North Carolina, we couldn't miss going to see The Peach in South Carolina... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in Chicago, where we've spent the last 5 days, and I've seen snow for the first time in over a year!! Tomorrow we're leaving for Los Angeles, where I hope the weather will be a bit better! Gotta enjoy the sun as much as possible before I'm back home in Norway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7801060862925754471?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7801060862925754471/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7801060862925754471' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7801060862925754471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7801060862925754471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-in-usa.html' title='Back in the USA'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S6cf6pRaxpI/AAAAAAAABIk/PufG6sbHRB8/s72-c/P1100586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5149848908304724535</id><published>2010-02-15T07:06:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:22:18.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiwi, kiwi, kiwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kedq1utDI/AAAAAAAABHc/M-Myp9Qtifw/s1600-h/DSCF0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kedq1utDI/AAAAAAAABHc/M-Myp9Qtifw/s320/DSCF0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438411520091272242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 7 months in Australia it was eventually time to move on and start my long journey back home to Norway - starting in New Zealand. Wellington was the first stop, and at the national museum, Te Papa, it was possible to see one of the world's largest squids(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpckhGE9I/AAAAAAAABGs/9YDyreol4vE/s1600-h/SDC10077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpckhGE9I/AAAAAAAABGs/9YDyreol4vE/s320/SDC10077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438353227097969618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wouldn't wanna meet this one alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wellington, Queenstown was the next destination, and with it's reputation for being THE place to be in NZ, it sure didn't disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpcC9xZRI/AAAAAAAABGk/IIHjOOhdaIo/s1600-h/SHJT002071306627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpcC9xZRI/AAAAAAAABGk/IIHjOOhdaIo/s320/SHJT002071306627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438353218091443474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Shotover Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I left Wellington with only one promise to myself - to not do a bungy... Didn't work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpbqO_TEI/AAAAAAAABGc/gl0t8q5-Q80/s1600-h/AJHK002090285800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpbqO_TEI/AAAAAAAABGc/gl0t8q5-Q80/s320/AJHK002090285800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438353211452771394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me jumping off the Kawarau Bridge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luging is also fun, especially with 4 Englishmen and some free entertainment (read: Andrew unwillingly doing a salto with his car in one of the corners...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpbLDhhwI/AAAAAAAABGU/aDaBS5Lhc6g/s1600-h/P1000216_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpbLDhhwI/AAAAAAAABGU/aDaBS5Lhc6g/s320/P1000216_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438353203083183874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luging from the top of the Gondola in Queenstown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was again time to get moving, and after too much car trouble and enough hours in the car, we ended up in Christchurch. Where we had dinner with Simon's ex's uncle and aunt (!!) before driving to the airport and sleeping there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpaj-6ijI/AAAAAAAABGM/bwAzaGdRq0Y/s1600-h/P1000235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jpaj-6ijI/AAAAAAAABGM/bwAzaGdRq0Y/s320/P1000235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438353192594868786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Road trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time down in Queenstown, it was time to experience what the north had to offer, and first stop was Rotorua! One of the highlights there was to check out the geysirs, hot pools and the boiling mud... yeah.. the smell wasn't the best ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn6SbG6PI/AAAAAAAABGE/noLN2bKWeyQ/s1600-h/DSCF0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn6SbG6PI/AAAAAAAABGE/noLN2bKWeyQ/s320/DSCF0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351538613840114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many tree carvings in the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn5yNDmDI/AAAAAAAABF8/mibDM4rKNQU/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn5yNDmDI/AAAAAAAABF8/mibDM4rKNQU/s320/DSCF0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351529964967986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach in a Maori hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn5c9mknI/AAAAAAAABF0/sNzD1bIYy6Q/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn5c9mknI/AAAAAAAABF0/sNzD1bIYy6Q/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351524263006834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn48VZFeI/AAAAAAAABFs/ollwsqq0leU/s1600-h/DSCF0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn48VZFeI/AAAAAAAABFs/ollwsqq0leU/s320/DSCF0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351515504416226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the hot pools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn4W6LAYI/AAAAAAAABFk/sCd0SvG0mZM/s1600-h/DSCF0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jn4W6LAYI/AAAAAAAABFk/sCd0SvG0mZM/s320/DSCF0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438351505458135426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geysir!! Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kdQElRR0I/AAAAAAAABHM/iZZUCNqAxCc/s1600-h/DSCF0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kdQElRR0I/AAAAAAAABHM/iZZUCNqAxCc/s320/DSCF0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438410186971760450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also went to a Maori show. Pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Waitomo Caves was the next stop after Rotorua. I had signed myself up for black-water rafting to check the caves out up-close and see some of the famous glowworms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jtYIPVT8I/AAAAAAAABG8/4GDFgTQEfhU/s1600-h/BWR1-14-02-10-1030-Tom-Alan+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jtYIPVT8I/AAAAAAAABG8/4GDFgTQEfhU/s320/BWR1-14-02-10-1030-Tom-Alan+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438357548834312130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After jumping backwards down on the water in a tube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jtXmXVxLI/AAAAAAAABG0/T8R8yc1MU60/s1600-h/COPY_OF2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3jtXmXVxLI/AAAAAAAABG0/T8R8yc1MU60/s320/COPY_OF2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438357539741090994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;glowworms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm currently hanging out in Auckland by myself, being a bit bored because if the bad weather and super tight budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kdQjIaV_I/AAAAAAAABHU/zVHG6-dOXQg/s1600-h/DSCF0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kdQjIaV_I/AAAAAAAABHU/zVHG6-dOXQg/s320/DSCF0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438410195172218866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auckland's not too bad, though, but tomorrow I'm off to Fiji to spend a few days island-hopping before meeting up with Livy-girl in Hawaii! 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Life's a beach...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5149848908304724535?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5149848908304724535/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5149848908304724535' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5149848908304724535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5149848908304724535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2010/02/kiwi-kiwi-kiwi.html' title='Kiwi, kiwi, kiwi'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/S3kedq1utDI/AAAAAAAABHc/M-Myp9Qtifw/s72-c/DSCF0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8683882286346121816</id><published>2009-12-07T02:36:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:55:17.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy December Days</title><content type='html'>Back home in Melbourne again and it feels gooood!! Yet there's not much to do here. Struggling a bit with getting work, but if the plans work, I might get some guitar students soon. Hope so, cause Australia ain't cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the summer's in Melbourne as well, and last week there was a pool party where I live, at the village. What we didn't see was that one of the most poisonous spiders in the world was sitting on the bench with us, where we'd been sitting for the last few hours. Apparently the 40% of the population who's allergic to the spider would have to cut off their limb if they got bitten. Didn't feel like testing out if I was allergic or not.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxpxs6U3HI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y3XhjVcCTIo/s1600-h/SDC17585_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxpxs6U3HI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y3XhjVcCTIo/s320/SDC17585_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412317154782796914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bez decided it would be a good idea to chase away the white-tailed spider...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Lauren's last day we went for a walk up in Lygon street. She treated us with a cup of hot chocolate each at Koko Black - the same place as we went for hot chocolate when we first got to know each other. How nostalgic ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zGLNXZfI/AAAAAAAABBg/2K1UiL876ss/s1600-h/SDC17592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zGLNXZfI/AAAAAAAABBg/2K1UiL876ss/s320/SDC17592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538508350285298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren at Koko Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to Melbourne I've been hanging more out with Bez and he made me a cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxm3Nc_nuI/AAAAAAAABA4/jiiW5KPKhGo/s1600-h/SDC17593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxm3Nc_nuI/AAAAAAAABA4/jiiW5KPKhGo/s320/SDC17593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412313950882602722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cat-carrot cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxm2DR4tLI/AAAAAAAABAo/Bw5LU5xv5pc/s1600-h/SDC17601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxm2DR4tLI/AAAAAAAABAo/Bw5LU5xv5pc/s320/SDC17601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412313930971788466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we made a hammock on my balcony from the extra sheet Amy left me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zFg3EE6I/AAAAAAAABBY/JldZp2mLPs8/s1600-h/SDC17600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zFg3EE6I/AAAAAAAABBY/JldZp2mLPs8/s320/SDC17600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538496982455202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stella and I went down to Degraves Street for tea, coffee and a chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Later the same week we went to Brunswick Street in Fitzroy to hang out there. Brunswick Street is the perfect place for finding treasures! The street is packed with second-hand shops, and although I can't really afford to shop anything anymore, it's fun to spend time just looking at all the weird and cool findings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd5CNZxDI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxZxEBPXqYs/s1600-h/SDC17620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd5CNZxDI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxZxEBPXqYs/s320/SDC17620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304086619505714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of Brunswick Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd4tsqutI/AAAAAAAABAQ/iACS-vukGpk/s1600-h/SDC17621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd4tsqutI/AAAAAAAABAQ/iACS-vukGpk/s320/SDC17621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304081113496274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Bez and I wanted to have an easy saturday night. Me - because I'm pretty much broke, he - because he spent the first part of the day in the hospital's emergency room.. Fractured arms are apparently not very fun! So we started out the evening with a choc lick from MB before chasing after a severely drunk asian woman trying to help her to a taxi  - with no luck. Instead we got to enjoy the view of people strolling the streets in mankinis (not recommended) before we headed down to the Yarra River to hang upside-down and to play hopscotch. I won!! Yay! We tried to celebrate my hopscotch-victory by jumping on an (almost) abandoned trampoline. Bad idea if you don't like grumpy security guards! So we spent the rest of the night walking around and play at a really fun (yep, it was!) playground nearby Fed Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zFFJURBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/kqoIIHx0wyw/s1600-h/SDC17614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sx0zFFJURBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/kqoIIHx0wyw/s320/SDC17614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412538489542820882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What? Which sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So apart from hanging around, trying not to spend money, I've spent time completely obsessing over the music to Bon Iver! I absolutely love the songs Flume, re:stacks and Skinny Love, so I think he deserves a picture at my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd4An61VI/AAAAAAAABAI/vucqPftJnAU/s1600-h/bon"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd4An61VI/AAAAAAAABAI/vucqPftJnAU/s320/bon" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304069013984594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also just finished the book "The Power of One" - which is very recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd33RbLlI/AAAAAAAABAA/7swC8Lql5u4/s1600-h/power+of"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd33RbLlI/AAAAAAAABAA/7swC8Lql5u4/s320/power+of" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304066503716434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've started on the book I got for my b-day from my lovely roomie; A shart history of nearly everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd3SuBa-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/l6g4q5QJ9Bc/s1600-h/bill+bryson"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxd3SuBa-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/l6g4q5QJ9Bc/s320/bill+bryson" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304056691551202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8683882286346121816?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8683882286346121816/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8683882286346121816' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8683882286346121816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8683882286346121816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/12/lazy-december-days.html' title='Lazy December Days'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxpxs6U3HI/AAAAAAAABBI/Y3XhjVcCTIo/s72-c/SDC17585_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7777693715499834498</id><published>2009-12-06T16:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:29:17.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weeks travelling the east coast</title><content type='html'>Fraser Island was overwith, we were back in Hervey Bay, and it was time to say goodbye to Alicia and Toby. We spent our last day together just walking around in the town centre and having a last dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxajD7K91I/AAAAAAAAA_o/VOGzYsp6gUc/s1600-h/SDC17275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxajD7K91I/AAAAAAAAA_o/VOGzYsp6gUc/s320/SDC17275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412300410587903826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me a while before I managed to get out of Hervey Bay, but when I finally did, the next stop was Noosa. Originally I'd planned to stay there for just a couple of days, but I ended up staying for almost a week. Partly because Noosa was beautiful and partly because I wanted to catch up with Allyson and Elizabeth, who I met on Fraser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxaioo4_fI/AAAAAAAAA_g/JiQZ517bp4c/s1600-h/SDC17286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sxxaioo4_fI/AAAAAAAAA_g/JiQZ517bp4c/s320/SDC17286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412300403263471090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYKQXu-ZI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/38HRCPhuWcI/s1600-h/SDC17311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYKQXu-ZI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/38HRCPhuWcI/s320/SDC17311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297785408944530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw a wild koala in the Noosa National Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxajthZNXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tPpkFIelql8/s1600-h/279546_1-1_6x8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxajthZNXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tPpkFIelql8/s320/279546_1-1_6x8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412300421754074482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and another (less wild) one in Australia Zoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Australia Zoo was one of the big things I'd really looked forward to on my trip around Oz. It's the Steve Irwin Zoo and it's supposed to take very good care of the animals. I went there with Elizabeth &amp;amp; Allyson and we had a really good day - despite the fact that it reached 42 degrees. Of course my bank card decided to go on strike that exact day, so drinking water was a luxury, but after a few really thirsty hours my card and I became friends again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Noosa I took the Greyhound straight down to Surfer's paradise. Apparently I could've saved around 40 bucks if I took the train instead (very annoying to get to know after purchasing the bus ticket), but it was entertaining enough being the only passanger all the way down to Brisbane. In Surfer's Paradise, Sara - whom I met on the Clipper in the Whitsundays - and her flatmate, Nuri, came and picked me up at the bus station. I stayed with Sara for a week, and on the first day we drove down to New South Wales to climb Mount Warning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYJ-ET3LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y_n8wnaNArY/s1600-h/SDC17485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYJ-ET3LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y_n8wnaNArY/s320/SDC17485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297780495637682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nuri, me and Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYJQlNqUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HPmHgymkicw/s1600-h/SDC17486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYJQlNqUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HPmHgymkicw/s320/SDC17486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297768285612354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to start walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYI0y0l2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/aNb3ItZUxtY/s1600-h/SDC17492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYI0y0l2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/aNb3ItZUxtY/s320/SDC17492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297760826496866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily also wanted to join, but Sara had to carry her a bit. Since she's so small, it got a bit exhausting for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYIWikVhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CABJ8f5pDU0/s1600-h/SDC17500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxYIWikVhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CABJ8f5pDU0/s320/SDC17500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297752705259026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter part of the mountain walk was so steep that we had to climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW3zD1UzI/AAAAAAAAA-w/P6GzzEj365E/s1600-h/SDC17511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW3zD1UzI/AAAAAAAAA-w/P6GzzEj365E/s320/SDC17511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155631303217970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW3UAxh1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Gcdu4HxPj9s/s1600-h/SDC17513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW3UAxh1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Gcdu4HxPj9s/s320/SDC17513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155622968887122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after a week filled with fun, surfing, broken lamps, accidental flashing, schoolies and a lot more, I had to say bye to Sara to get to Brisbane. I hadn't yet booked a hostel, so I was just really really lucky to find a cheap place to stay for the night, hence the Pearl Jam concert the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW2o4V0SI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_3Elzr1AH30/s1600-h/SDC17534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW2o4V0SI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_3Elzr1AH30/s320/SDC17534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155611390791970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Brisbane I got to catch up with Daz for a few hours. Hadn't seen Daz since South America, so was a lot of fun to see him again. We went to a traveller's café where we had a beer and some food. Yum! Then I was off to the Ben Harper and Pearl Jam concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW2JvAQtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/R4vte6Ly0GA/s1600-h/SDC17541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW2JvAQtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/R4vte6Ly0GA/s320/SDC17541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155603030131410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW1iD29EI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1d4h-tpeuVg/s1600-h/SDC17574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxvW1iD29EI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1d4h-tpeuVg/s320/SDC17574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412155592380183618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eddie &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7777693715499834498?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7777693715499834498/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7777693715499834498' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7777693715499834498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7777693715499834498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-weeks-travelling-east-coast.html' title='Last weeks travelling the east coast'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SxxajD7K91I/AAAAAAAAA_o/VOGzYsp6gUc/s72-c/SDC17275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-9106789171118027072</id><published>2009-11-14T07:10:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:17:21.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraser Island</title><content type='html'>One car, one itinerary, one map and ten random people = self-drive camping in Fraser Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday November 9th I arrived in hervey Bay and checked into my hostel - Palace. It didn't really resemble much of a palace, but a clean hostel with a fan is always nice! Since I had post-poned all the things on my to-do list till the last minute - and unfortunately had way too many goodbyes to say - I had to pull an all-nighter, so the first hours in Hervey Bay were wisely used sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia and Toby were joining me on the camping trip and stayed at the hostel next door. The Friendly Hostel - a nice hostel with basically unfriendly guests - apart from Alicia and Toby of course. They invited me over for homecooked dinner, which I can honestly say was the best meal I've had in a loong time. Being a backpacker and a student isn't very luxurious when it comes to dinners (especially not when visits to Max B and Mahoni's demand a fair bit of cash home in Melbourne). They'd even gotten me a chocolate mud cake birthday cake with imaginary candles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d65tWGkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/fZziz9chXd0/s1600-h/P1030070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403859869395982914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d65tWGkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/fZziz9chXd0/s320/P1030070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toby &amp;amp; Alicia with the amazing dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d6cLUhqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/8VHM4u8o75s/s1600-h/P1030074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403859861468645026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d6cLUhqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/8VHM4u8o75s/s320/P1030074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cake.. mm...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it was time for camping and we started out on tuesday the 10th. Besides me, Alicia &amp;amp; Toby, the group consisted of Janske &amp;amp; Ronny from Holland, Allyson &amp;amp; Elizabeth from Canada, Stav from Israel, Aaron from Australia and Francesca from Ecuador. According to ourselves, this was probably the best camping group in history and the long car drives were spent flying and paddling out the windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852868792056002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5XjabTeMI/AAAAAAAAA8g/3kwvUNKCe2o/s320/IMG_2674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not even driving in Guatemala can be compared to driving in Fraser Island and driving over the sand dunes made me feel like the test-driver of a six-hour long rollercoaster - not good! After a few wrong turns here and there, getting bogged once and seeing Eurong without planning to, we finally ended up at East Beach where we camped for the night. We had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Happy, aka "Tall Friendly Englishman" (according to himself), who helped us with our tents and mixed our food scraps into a not-so-very-tempting dinner for himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852875616263154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5Xjz2Um_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/HFbECwaitjs/s320/IMG_2609.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The girls cooking spaghetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all incredibly tired after the long drive and spent the evening playing fun games neither of us (not counting the canadians) had played in at least ten years. I also ended up playing guitar by the imaginary bonfire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852879328225906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5XkBrUqnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/7hVSQ-5XgM4/s320/DSCN9198.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Alicia and I lost the game where we were supposed to get up without using our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second day we were woken up early by dingos joining our camp, and at around 6am we were all back in the car. The drive on the flat beach was much more comfy than the previous one and we made it up to Indian Heads within a few hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403856289282457346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5aqgvw_wI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/gtbE-vi82eY/s320/P1030280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;one of the dingos sneaking outside our tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VYfDdeJI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yRT4BdNeL1I/s1600-h/SDC17045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403850482032408722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VYfDdeJI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yRT4BdNeL1I/s320/SDC17045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from Indian Heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403852894981473954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5Xk7_WRqI/AAAAAAAAA9A/djHp3ONeKyU/s320/DSC04393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our fab group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VXY3te6I/AAAAAAAAA8A/ivYzSVuT9LQ/s1600-h/SDC17072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403850463192644514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VXY3te6I/AAAAAAAAA8A/ivYzSVuT9LQ/s320/SDC17072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allyson and Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After sightseeing at Indian Heads we went to the champagne pools - the only place on the island where we could actually swim in salt water without being afraid of losing an arm or a leg to hungry sharks. The reason of the name is the cool foamy bubbles that splashed in from the ocean. After a few hours there, we drove back to get to Eli Creek, the place with the famous shipwreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VXD7RooI/AAAAAAAAA74/7kYFQeLVjhU/s1600-h/SDC17088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403850457570452098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5VXD7RooI/AAAAAAAAA74/7kYFQeLVjhU/s320/SDC17088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eli Creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SoMP1jEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/55eaMpFUTSs/s1600-h/SDC17104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403847453327068226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SoMP1jEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/55eaMpFUTSs/s320/SDC17104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After getting all our pictures taken, we drove the few K's back to the camping ground in Eli Creek and set up the tents again for our second night. We had a barbecue and spent the day chilling and making sand castles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SnsviV_I/AAAAAAAAA7o/RlUgj9212CA/s1600-h/SDC17115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403847444870092786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SnsviV_I/AAAAAAAAA7o/RlUgj9212CA/s320/SDC17115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d5n3KNdI/AAAAAAAAA94/JylT0UXeI6E/s1600-h/P1030255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403859847425439186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d5n3KNdI/AAAAAAAAA94/JylT0UXeI6E/s320/P1030255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diswashing wasn't too easy when we had to save water, but we managed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d5A96RKI/AAAAAAAAA9w/j-hX2V14JwI/s1600-h/P1030266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403859836984771746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d5A96RKI/AAAAAAAAA9w/j-hX2V14JwI/s320/P1030266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our sweet canadians preparing dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5arsDoxZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/hDC9ZeDbfow/s1600-h/P1030274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403856309498463634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5arsDoxZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/hDC9ZeDbfow/s320/P1030274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ELizabeth &amp;amp; Allyson's sand-turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5arO7HqCI/AAAAAAAAA9g/QfwZry8WMIo/s1600-h/P1030276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403856301678110754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5arO7HqCI/AAAAAAAAA9g/QfwZry8WMIo/s320/P1030276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The AWESOME sandcastle Alicia &amp;amp; I made! (It even had it's own built-in river)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was spent hanging out with other campers, listening to some random person's iPod and watching the stars. We saw about 3 or 4 shooting star and a big meteor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5aqRfAEwI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/08N0f2PB_a8/s1600-h/P1030296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403856285185610498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5aqRfAEwI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/08N0f2PB_a8/s320/P1030296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our tents, Alicia, Toby and I had the one to the left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When camping on the beach there's no reason to sleep in when you can wake up and see the sunrise! Alicia, Toby and I got up at 4.30 to have tea and watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5ap2JpsyI/AAAAAAAAA9I/72OrWDpcrEw/s1600-h/P1030388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403856277848306466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5ap2JpsyI/AAAAAAAAA9I/72OrWDpcrEw/s320/P1030388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alicia &amp;amp; me jumping around at the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SnK3IotI/AAAAAAAAA7g/cdayQs8n_m0/s1600-h/SDC17164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403847435775156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SnK3IotI/AAAAAAAAA7g/cdayQs8n_m0/s320/SDC17164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunrise, sunrise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SmB6t8fI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/IP6cPdUUDkw/s1600-h/SDC17192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403847416194396658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5SmB6t8fI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/IP6cPdUUDkw/s320/SDC17192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PwtaT8pI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tPOjMkbf9og/s1600-h/SDC17237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403844301133443730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PwtaT8pI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tPOjMkbf9og/s320/SDC17237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toby making us morning tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, after packing all our stuff back to the car again, we headed back in to drive on the sand dunes and eventually get to Lake Wabby - the place we never made it to the first day. After looking around for a bit we drove down to the beautiful Lake McKenzie to spend the rest of the day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PwCLKypI/AAAAAAAAA64/KaYfG3pTFKA/s1600-h/SDC17249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403844289527204498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PwCLKypI/AAAAAAAAA64/KaYfG3pTFKA/s320/SDC17249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie's Angels at Lake Wabby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5Pv6HnNDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/vr8IoiKYY1g/s1600-h/SDC17264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403844287364805682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5Pv6HnNDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/vr8IoiKYY1g/s320/SDC17264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around at Lake McKenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PvQNcHwI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VNVqGkcEm6I/s1600-h/SDC17269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403844276114956034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5PvQNcHwI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VNVqGkcEm6I/s320/SDC17269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I found that camping in Australia is heaps of fun and not scary at all. Eventually you get used to have a bunch of insects crawling around, and sleeping on the biggest sand island in the world is definitely worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-9106789171118027072?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/9106789171118027072/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=9106789171118027072' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9106789171118027072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9106789171118027072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/11/fraser-island.html' title='Fraser Island'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sv5d65tWGkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/fZziz9chXd0/s72-c/P1030070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8671173623531181756</id><published>2009-11-08T00:39:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:19:09.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Saturday</title><content type='html'>The first week of November continued and it was eventually time to say goodbye to everyone.. Anna, Lina, Plamena and I went to MAX BRENNER again!! And after writing so much about my favourite cafe, I have to upload some pics as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKsioKNGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pe5Ln-LjHt0/s1600-h/SDC16840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516563403256930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKsioKNGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pe5Ln-LjHt0/s320/SDC16840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lina &amp;amp; Anna with a Tutti Frutti Waffle. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some weird reason, the three of us ended up at poetry night at the drunken poet. And how could Anna &amp;amp; I let this opportunity get away? We had to get up there to show off our poetic sides... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKsL178uI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1NbMvQ0V9m0/s1600-h/SDC16849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516557287027426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKsL178uI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1NbMvQ0V9m0/s320/SDC16849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at our enthusiastic audience&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Marie, my fab frenchie, and I had a great day walking around in the city last saturday. She invited me up to Lygon street to go to Brunetti's for a delayed birthday breakfast. So my amazing breakfast was nutella chocolate cake and chocolate milkshake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKr5nrYII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/o3AGtrnVDSE/s1600-h/SDC16897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516552395382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKr5nrYII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/o3AGtrnVDSE/s320/SDC16897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Marie posing with our munchies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJTYkzQGI/AAAAAAAAA6I/OlMSH_Lgm5U/s1600-h/SDC16898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401515031696457826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJTYkzQGI/AAAAAAAAA6I/OlMSH_Lgm5U/s320/SDC16898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later we had a walk around to look at the xmas decorations (that arrived WAY to early)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJTJUOJfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/yCXILMM-xMk/s1600-h/SDC16901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401515027600385522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJTJUOJfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/yCXILMM-xMk/s320/SDC16901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bourke st.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJSzMQisI/AAAAAAAAA54/HhCXlZVgk-I/s1600-h/SDC16902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401515021661407938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJSzMQisI/AAAAAAAAA54/HhCXlZVgk-I/s320/SDC16902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The horrible plastic tree nearby Flinders &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJSTTi20I/AAAAAAAAA5w/C4FlRoPze5o/s1600-h/SDC16913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401515013102033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJSTTi20I/AAAAAAAAA5w/C4FlRoPze5o/s320/SDC16913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By some famous status nearby the Yarra River &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later I bumped into Bez &amp;amp; Josh on their way to 7eleven. It was Free Slurpee Day at 7 eleven, and since 7 eleven had run out of cups, they'd gotten their own bowl... I just had to take a picture of that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJRyZjKDI/AAAAAAAAA5o/OynZrxZNxsI/s1600-h/SDC16916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401515004268849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYJRyZjKDI/AAAAAAAAA5o/OynZrxZNxsI/s320/SDC16916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxm2gUfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/rmxekjhDFcE/s1600-h/SDC16918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401512252390003186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxm2gUfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/rmxekjhDFcE/s320/SDC16918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slurpees really don't taste good, so this wouldn't be me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxZHcYVI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/A_ly8kkfxsA/s1600-h/SDC16921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401512248702951762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxZHcYVI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/A_ly8kkfxsA/s320/SDC16921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I helped splashing it all over Bez. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More xmas decorations.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxOJH6_I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/b_6IBgjsvPI/s1600-h/SDC16927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401512245757209586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGxOJH6_I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/b_6IBgjsvPI/s320/SDC16927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGwpCRu4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ofwTWe-SpaE/s1600-h/SDC16937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401512235796380546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGwpCRu4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ofwTWe-SpaE/s320/SDC16937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later the same day, I met up with Jon! He was in Melbourne for only a day and we had a few hours together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGwX437zI/AAAAAAAAA5A/L0U1Y6NaomA/s1600-h/SDC16949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401512231193538354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYGwX437zI/AAAAAAAAA5A/L0U1Y6NaomA/s320/SDC16949.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jon isn't the best poser, but he's still cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8671173623531181756?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8671173623531181756/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8671173623531181756' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8671173623531181756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8671173623531181756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-saturday.html' title='Sweet Saturday'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvYKsioKNGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pe5Ln-LjHt0/s72-c/SDC16840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7501245546470363861</id><published>2009-11-03T15:16:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:16:04.038+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne Cup Day!</title><content type='html'>The day was finally here!! First tuesday of November means horce race and Melbourne Cup!! We'd all gotten our tickets for the races and were ready to show off our new hats, dresses and suits. The morning started with breakfast down at Amy's room in the village. We brought champagne and had mimosas with our muffins, bread, fruit and tea. Despite that the weather forecast had predicted rain, it was sunny and warm and we could hang out on the balcony. What more can you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-7XzKDEI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/CtEAec-QJxg/s1600-h/Bilde+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-7XzKDEI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/CtEAec-QJxg/s320/Bilde+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885142939012162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm ready!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-7L2qeDI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Ab480aaaqWU/s1600-h/SDC16736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-7L2qeDI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Ab480aaaqWU/s320/SDC16736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885139732494386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna, James &amp;amp; Lina on Amy's balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-69kD7WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OHxftgtCFxs/s1600-h/SDC16750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-69kD7WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OHxftgtCFxs/s320/SDC16750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885135896374626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls all pretty and lined up! Pauline, Lina, Anna, Marie, me, Amy &amp;amp; Plamena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-6emTCNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/z7QhHt6BpXo/s1600-h/SDC16761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-6emTCNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/z7QhHt6BpXo/s320/SDC16761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885127584254162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting there reasonably early, we managed to find a good spot on the grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-53rMbxI/AAAAAAAAA34/aXLNDzIeeHY/s1600-h/SDC16776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-53rMbxI/AAAAAAAAA34/aXLNDzIeeHY/s320/SDC16776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885117135810322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cup Day! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9EjrEamI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kggwCCcVdAA/s1600-h/SDC16787_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9EjrEamI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kggwCCcVdAA/s320/SDC16787_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399883101721881186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia Newton-John came over to sing a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9EEh38cI/AAAAAAAAA3o/UQg4IggWYEU/s1600-h/SDC16790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9EEh38cI/AAAAAAAAA3o/UQg4IggWYEU/s320/SDC16790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399883093361816002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet on Roman Emperor and View'd, but ended up losing all the money... (6 bucks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9Dz9d8VI/AAAAAAAAA3g/uKMlr5GPpgI/s1600-h/SDC16805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9Dz9d8VI/AAAAAAAAA3g/uKMlr5GPpgI/s320/SDC16805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399883088914149714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the race begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9Dvw5X9I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Om945ysOeec/s1600-h/SDC16826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9Dvw5X9I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Om945ysOeec/s320/SDC16826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399883087787679698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random guy that really wanted to pose with Amy on his way back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9DMTgWxI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Q0JJkdK37s8/s1600-h/SDC16831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA9DMTgWxI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Q0JJkdK37s8/s320/SDC16831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399883078269164306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So that was the Melbourne Cup Day! Such a great day, but I'm really starting to realize that this is the last week where I have all of my friends here in Melbourne. Next week I'm off to Queensland again, and when I'm back, most of my friends are either gone home or out travelling too. Melbourne is a great city, but it's the people that make it! And all I can say is that I've been extremely lucky to find such great friends here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7501245546470363861?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7501245546470363861/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7501245546470363861' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7501245546470363861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7501245546470363861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/11/melbourne-cup-day.html' title='Melbourne Cup Day!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA-7XzKDEI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/CtEAec-QJxg/s72-c/Bilde+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-923651955081883476</id><published>2009-11-03T14:26:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:00:05.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!!</title><content type='html'>Since Kenny, Lina &amp;amp; I all had our birthday around the same time, we decided to throw a big birthday party to celebrate, and our lovely Anna hosted it in her apartment in Brunswick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAW9YuNfI/AAAAAAAAA44/oHoUOEm3JrM/s1600-h/SDC16643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAW9YuNfI/AAAAAAAAA44/oHoUOEm3JrM/s320/SDC16643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399886716396778994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAWcn6AMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/VZ8zLLbfKR8/s1600-h/SDC16646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAWcn6AMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/VZ8zLLbfKR8/s320/SDC16646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399886707602096322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Attacking the 50's waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAV_B0fHI/AAAAAAAAA4o/f1cYpS1DaRs/s1600-h/SDC16676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAV_B0fHI/AAAAAAAAA4o/f1cYpS1DaRs/s320/SDC16676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399886699657722994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scotty &amp;amp; Kseniya were 80's kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAVYoHfgI/AAAAAAAAA4g/MOBa01p-WuY/s1600-h/SDC16688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAVYoHfgI/AAAAAAAAA4g/MOBa01p-WuY/s320/SDC16688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399886689349369346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our adorable french angels, Marie &amp;amp; Pauline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one sentence: Best Halloween Party ever! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And, then Sunday arrived and I got up as early as I could to start enjoying my day. That means around 10-11. Lynn &amp;amp; Brian, Alex's parents, had invited me for birthday lunch in St. Kilda, and Amy joined me down to meet them. We had a lot of trouble to get there because of bad traffic and trams that stopped running, but eventually we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6veKAU1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/bFuZG_T1qrM/s1600-h/SDC16711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6veKAU1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/bFuZG_T1qrM/s320/SDC16711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399880540440515410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy and me at the entrance of Luna Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6u4XYQgI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ezRTn6Pu2y4/s1600-h/SDC16712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6u4XYQgI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ezRTn6Pu2y4/s320/SDC16712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399880530296062466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lynn &amp;amp; Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after having champagne breakfast/ lunch in St. Kilda, we took the tram back up to Melbourne CBD. Lina and Lauren came and joined us for dessert at Max Brenner. Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on all of us + Stella, Kenny, Josh and Brendan went to Taco Bill for some mexican food! I got the mandatory free ice cream, but the funniest thing was that the waitress dropped it on the way over, in the middle of the birthday song. Poor thing! So I ended up getting a new dessert in a take-away box! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6uZWuIWI/AAAAAAAAA24/krem2nUE0-4/s1600-h/SDC16713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA6uZWuIWI/AAAAAAAAA24/krem2nUE0-4/s320/SDC16713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399880521971802466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stella, me &amp;amp; Lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5Scw8TWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/6HAvtEA8-XY/s1600-h/SDC16715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5Scw8TWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/6HAvtEA8-XY/s320/SDC16715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399878942339124578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendan, Lauren &amp;amp; Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5R_YpmDI/AAAAAAAAA2o/x4PXbpXXpfc/s1600-h/SDC16716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5R_YpmDI/AAAAAAAAA2o/x4PXbpXXpfc/s320/SDC16716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399878934452607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy &amp;amp; Kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5RdNDwxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/bONsjSDigko/s1600-h/SDC16720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5RdNDwxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/bONsjSDigko/s320/SDC16720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399878925277184786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a sombrero! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I cannot forget to mention is that my awesome friends, Lene, Målfrid &amp;amp; Liv-Marie sent me a birthday present!! Have never been more excited about finding a greasy brown cheese! Cause cheese isn't supposed to be mailed, but I'm thrilled!! Finally some Norwegian food for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5RGiyXtI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/xr4YuFwcU0E/s1600-h/SDC16637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA5RGiyXtI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/xr4YuFwcU0E/s320/SDC16637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399878919194304210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also sent me letters and chocolate! How I love my girls!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3JXtekEI/AAAAAAAAA14/WMr7A5Cx95U/s1600-h/SDC16729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3JXtekEI/AAAAAAAAA14/WMr7A5Cx95U/s320/SDC16729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399876587340337218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I had a really great birthday! I also got "A Short History of Nearly Everything" of Lauren, which I can't wait to read! Just have to finish up "The Power of One" first, which is definitely gonna take some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, Anna &amp;amp; Lina came over to my room for brekky. It was supposed to be early morning, but they ended up having to give me a wake-up call around 11.30, cause typically, I was still asleep. I managed to get up, though, and we had a good breakfast at the balcony. Then we ended up playing guitar for a while, and my clever guitar students ended up teching each other guitar! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3J39_QcI/AAAAAAAAA2A/V7fT_kw55GE/s1600-h/SDC16725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3J39_QcI/AAAAAAAAA2A/V7fT_kw55GE/s320/SDC16725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399876595999523266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clever girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3JHpcUUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/FYWVjnYzW8o/s1600-h/SDC16730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3JHpcUUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/FYWVjnYzW8o/s320/SDC16730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399876583028445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, Lina and I went in to the city and couldn't pass Mahoni's without getting some frozen yoghurt! Yum, wildberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And in the evening, we ended up at Bimbo's in Brunswick Street for some cheap dinner. Who can resist 4 dollar pizza? Not us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3IiAXNtI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Qtc4qbpPqDg/s1600-h/SDC16733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvA3IiAXNtI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Qtc4qbpPqDg/s320/SDC16733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399876572924032722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy (who generally looks a lot better than in this picture), Josh, James, Lina &amp;amp; Plamena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-923651955081883476?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/923651955081883476/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=923651955081883476' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/923651955081883476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/923651955081883476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SvBAW9YuNfI/AAAAAAAAA44/oHoUOEm3JrM/s72-c/SDC16643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7545921222626735403</id><published>2009-10-30T04:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:33:50.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Concertness..</title><content type='html'>So... 29th of October finally came and Lauren and I were off to see Josh Pyke live! Yay! It was really cool and I was extatic when they played my favourite song - Middle of the Hill! That made my day for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SupjMVdBLJI/AAAAAAAAA1g/phuGLID9RSY/s1600-h/SDC16631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SupjMVdBLJI/AAAAAAAAA1g/phuGLID9RSY/s320/SDC16631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398236166925397138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Pyke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SupjL0Bt9XI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/COzWHBnQo-k/s1600-h/SDC16628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SupjL0Bt9XI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/COzWHBnQo-k/s320/SDC16628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398236157952521586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, this is what you guys missed out on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d3c361ee1266a9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09d3c361ee1266a9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C1BE5147A3137F99669241E02B164E6A6626C4B.63DBFD19E8C899C849F7C7C69B114C3053B2E597%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d3c361ee1266a9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgfdPxMMA2-dkjd1A0q668fmkw9A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09d3c361ee1266a9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C1BE5147A3137F99669241E02B164E6A6626C4B.63DBFD19E8C899C849F7C7C69B114C3053B2E597%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d3c361ee1266a9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgfdPxMMA2-dkjd1A0q668fmkw9A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I spent yesterday down in St. Kilda with Lina and her brother. It was her birthday, so we had lunch nearby the beach. The sun has finally arrived in Melbourne as well, and it feels like summer! Makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've not really done much. Had a bit of a jam with Scotty before Anna, Amy, Lina and I went to rent a movie nearby QV Market. We ended up with the weirdest movie ever, which was definitely not worth the forever-taking prosess of getting a video-card. Anyways, we had a great night, but tomorrow wil hopefully be even better! Halloween :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7545921222626735403?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7545921222626735403/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7545921222626735403' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7545921222626735403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7545921222626735403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/so.html' title='Concertness..'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SupjMVdBLJI/AAAAAAAAA1g/phuGLID9RSY/s72-c/SDC16631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-3142042806245433274</id><published>2009-10-29T16:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:12:35.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaping Melbourne</title><content type='html'>School's over for me, but everyone else is still studying for their exams.. So what to do? Lynn &amp;amp; Brian, Alex's parents, called and invited me to stay with them for a week in Palm Beach, Gold Coast.. I sure wasn't hard to ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4BddK2AI/AAAAAAAAA1A/BQUdRZQHU6M/s1600-h/SDC16510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4BddK2AI/AAAAAAAAA1A/BQUdRZQHU6M/s320/SDC16510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047963606603778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we stayed here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was sure nice to have a week off and do family-things with Alex's parents. So I spent my days at the beach or discovering the coast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4AyaPd0I/AAAAAAAAA04/ZDZKKRN0LXw/s1600-h/SDC16564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4AyaPd0I/AAAAAAAAA04/ZDZKKRN0LXw/s320/SDC16564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047952051599170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4AvqXg_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/xtIHk_00G8E/s1600-h/SDC16548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4AvqXg_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/xtIHk_00G8E/s320/SDC16548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047951313929202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a parrot-feeding, which was really fun, but two parrots ended up fighting on top of my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1jMN8U1I/AAAAAAAAA0o/dVuosg5X0ao/s1600-h/SDC16557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1jMN8U1I/AAAAAAAAA0o/dVuosg5X0ao/s320/SDC16557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045244560003922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hanging around in Palm Beach for a while, I took the Greyhound down to Byron Bay and stayed in a surf shack in the Arts Factory Lodge. A real hippie hostel in the hippie town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1ivJHjbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/KiZqLUjv9U0/s1600-h/SDC16596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1ivJHjbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/KiZqLUjv9U0/s320/SDC16596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045236755140018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a morning walk at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1ibv9s-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zT2pFgraVbA/s1600-h/SDC16598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1ibv9s-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zT2pFgraVbA/s320/SDC16598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045231549363170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different pictures from the Art Factory hostel. You see.. In that hostel, a few plants gathered together is a garden of joy... And a tipi means a place to do healing and experimental stuff. No need to say that I got a bit affected by all of this.. By the end of my stay I'd ended up with a book about meditation and a photograph of my own aura....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1hqUGr5I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qjmNwo2NpsA/s1600-h/SDC16599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1hqUGr5I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qjmNwo2NpsA/s320/SDC16599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045218279174034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Healing-time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1hLF9YBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/I3vu98ZNRaU/s1600-h/SDC16600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum1hLF9YBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/I3vu98ZNRaU/s320/SDC16600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045209898344466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The surf shack where I stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4BzT962I/AAAAAAAAA1I/_O8w9-ahvH8/s1600-h/IMGP2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4BzT962I/AAAAAAAAA1I/_O8w9-ahvH8/s320/IMGP2405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047969473588066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in Byron Bay, basically doing nothing, I signed up for surf-lessons. That was a lot of fun, and I actually did managed to get up on the board on my first go. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4CRVvhgI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/rjE7kNzGswM/s1600-h/IMGP2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4CRVvhgI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/rjE7kNzGswM/s320/IMGP2174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398047977534096898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But after four days in Byron, I was very happy to go back home to my room home in Melbourne and all my friends. I really got to realize how much I love the city, but it's still the people that make the whole difference!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-3142042806245433274?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/3142042806245433274/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=3142042806245433274' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3142042806245433274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3142042806245433274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/escaping-melbourne.html' title='Escaping Melbourne'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sum4BddK2AI/AAAAAAAAA1A/BQUdRZQHU6M/s72-c/SDC16510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8157278815345962255</id><published>2009-10-18T14:43:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T06:22:48.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Having finished up my schoolwork, I'm currently just walking around wherever the wind blows me.. So here's some random photos from the last couple of weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Stsce8cUnQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0gGwnjIdEUk/s1600-h/SDC16495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393936296652872962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Stsce8cUnQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0gGwnjIdEUk/s320/SDC16495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking around by myself in Chinatown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsceVrd4YI/AAAAAAAAAz4/poh_u1TozK0/s1600-h/SDC16492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393936286247412098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsceVrd4YI/AAAAAAAAAz4/poh_u1TozK0/s320/SDC16492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently a cigarette shop had a parrot as their pet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute enough if you ask me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StscdPCej1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/KpK8FZf6iv8/s1600-h/SDC16462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393936267285008210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StscdPCej1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/KpK8FZf6iv8/s320/SDC16462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated our last "Introduction to Australian Society"-class at Spaghetti Factory in Lygon Street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393936277746093474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Stscd2AmDaI/AAAAAAAAAzw/QdCgRKKwPCA/s320/SDC16466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;before we headed off to Brunswick Street for drinks and dancing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(to hilarious 80s music)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVo-d1kgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o8MRCPjIJCw/s1600-h/SDC16457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393928772413395458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVo-d1kgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o8MRCPjIJCw/s320/SDC16457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found another cute cupcakeria &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVoqIvBoI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lxRJl4w_FCg/s1600-h/SDC16454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393928766956177026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVoqIvBoI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lxRJl4w_FCg/s320/SDC16454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy with our cuties! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just FYI, we're not ALWAYS eating although there's always pics of food here... ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVn6dpoQI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4qFINCcG9Dw/s1600-h/SDC16359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393928754159001858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVn6dpoQI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4qFINCcG9Dw/s320/SDC16359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the wall in a public toilet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saw...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVnTQyvsI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Dw9e-I_J5vQ/s1600-h/SDC16354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393928743636090562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVnTQyvsI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Dw9e-I_J5vQ/s320/SDC16354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lauren, Alicia, Amy and I went to Lygon street for Sunday morning breakfast. Ending up in Brunetti's, it was rather a breakfeast! (I know.. my puns are so funny!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVm3SydUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/gnjV1vgq_Jk/s1600-h/SDC16351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393928736128267586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StsVm3SydUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/gnjV1vgq_Jk/s320/SDC16351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not always about the look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8157278815345962255?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8157278815345962255/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8157278815345962255' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8157278815345962255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8157278815345962255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='A bit of randomness'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Stsce8cUnQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0gGwnjIdEUk/s72-c/SDC16495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-6854384594889896925</id><published>2009-10-14T01:14:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:28:00.282+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my work....</title><content type='html'>So... after taking photography for a semester now, here are some of my recent pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUUAg9btVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3jlTgxMgIDQ/s1600-h/SDC16439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUUAg9btVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3jlTgxMgIDQ/s320/SDC16439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392238127926195538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making an "imaginary landscape" for my Language of Color class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT_5VVvSI/AAAAAAAAAyw/qxrIyT9J734/s1600-h/SDC16429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT_5VVvSI/AAAAAAAAAyw/qxrIyT9J734/s320/SDC16429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392238117289049378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT_c4oEoI/AAAAAAAAAyo/6nB8-b7FoHE/s1600-h/SDC16372_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT_c4oEoI/AAAAAAAAAyo/6nB8-b7FoHE/s320/SDC16372_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392238109652423298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT-7rMBQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gZuXTb122ac/s1600-h/SDC16330_2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT-7rMBQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gZuXTb122ac/s320/SDC16330_2_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392238100737688834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT-Zc5bjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CtcvM_qdCeg/s1600-h/SDC16228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUT-Zc5bjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CtcvM_qdCeg/s320/SDC16228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392238091550944818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some natural ones for the other class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMeAqJbjI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/AKZG8IDh5Nw/s1600-h/SDC15916+kopi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMeAqJbjI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/AKZG8IDh5Nw/s320/SDC15916+kopi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392229838558424626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the uni of Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMdZGzxVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0Hd-IUw2paQ/s1600-h/SDC15179+kopi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMdZGzxVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0Hd-IUw2paQ/s320/SDC15179+kopi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392229827941221714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Mornington Peninsula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMc8qRTWI/AAAAAAAAAyA/qZtpVmo4fkY/s1600-h/SDC15161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMc8qRTWI/AAAAAAAAAyA/qZtpVmo4fkY/s320/SDC15161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392229820305329506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMcV6PUWI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lt6XmTdt47A/s1600-h/SDC15075+kopi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMcV6PUWI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lt6XmTdt47A/s320/SDC15075+kopi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392229809903325538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition at ACMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMb4qsG1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/_M2iG99qnIY/s1600-h/SDC15057+kopi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUMb4qsG1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/_M2iG99qnIY/s320/SDC15057+kopi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392229802053475154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-6854384594889896925?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/6854384594889896925/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=6854384594889896925' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6854384594889896925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6854384594889896925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-of-my-work.html' title='Some of my work....'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/StUUAg9btVI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3jlTgxMgIDQ/s72-c/SDC16439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-3711649578496433479</id><published>2009-10-05T08:27:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:28:36.278+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday! Melbourne! Finally some sun! Time for more city-exploring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUnSwQMhI/AAAAAAAAAvo/lXayMvqt76c/s1600-h/SDC16001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUnSwQMhI/AAAAAAAAAvo/lXayMvqt76c/s320/SDC16001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389001831895544338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which really meant that I dragged Amy around the entire city of Melbourne to help me take photos for my photo classes. Instead I ended up taking lots of silly photos... And photos of posters that showed me that apparently I'm not the only one in Australia who thinks about Sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUk5UjJwI/AAAAAAAAAvI/D6YEsxGOMxs/s1600-h/SDC15982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUk5UjJwI/AAAAAAAAAvI/D6YEsxGOMxs/s320/SDC15982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389001790708721410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cannot reeally be used either, but when it comes to tourist photos and serious school photos, the tourist photos will always win. And I just LOVE how the vintage stores in Melbourne are painted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUlg1l3cI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VHKwlB-TO2k/s1600-h/SDC15983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUlg1l3cI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VHKwlB-TO2k/s320/SDC15983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389001801316294082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also ended up passing by the free Mad Hatter festival at Fed Square. We passed by it quite quickly, though, since the music wasn't much to brag about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUmDbqEnI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FGffWnADaH0/s1600-h/SDC15990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUmDbqEnI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FGffWnADaH0/s320/SDC15990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389001810602758770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we decided to go somewhere to buy tickets for the Melbourne Cup instead. Since we had absolutely no clue where the ticketmaster office was, we just went into a museum (with this lovely horse outside of it) to ask. It appeared that ticketmaster had their office IN the museum... What a luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUmzAjjuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/RUW_cZZUjVc/s1600-h/SDC15994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUmzAjjuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/RUW_cZZUjVc/s320/SDC15994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389001823373987554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also found more of the flowers that don't really look like flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnghTtUIZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/B5O5RoKa9z4/s1600-h/SDC16013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnghTtUIZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/B5O5RoKa9z4/s320/SDC16013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389085291956150674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usually we "accidentally" passed by Chocolaite, where we got amazing frozen shakes&lt;br /&gt;It's a reason I signed myself up for the terribly early boot camp...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a full day with doing nothing more than just walking around the city and take pictures... what's a better end to it than going back to the city to walk around and take more pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsngivHRkbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ZXFckaanAjE/s1600-h/SDC16043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsngivHRkbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ZXFckaanAjE/s320/SDC16043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389085316492661170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown at night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Ssngjq9EyFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XNy1o5IKZlA/s1600-h/SDC16069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Ssngjq9EyFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XNy1o5IKZlA/s320/SDC16069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389085332556007506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking more silly pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnoexaQWLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LMIivjE8y90/s1600-h/SDC16081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnoexaQWLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LMIivjE8y90/s320/SDC16081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389094044482689202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntEqiZZAI/AAAAAAAAAxI/gY1YWXWW5Hs/s1600-h/SDC16146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntEqiZZAI/AAAAAAAAAxI/gY1YWXWW5Hs/s320/SDC16146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099093519328258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful cityscape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsngjE7iEeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gniahu2E1bg/s1600-h/SDC16052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsngjE7iEeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gniahu2E1bg/s320/SDC16052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389085322348990946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnofRSYUcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U48TkttOlbM/s1600-h/SDC16107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnofRSYUcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U48TkttOlbM/s320/SDC16107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389094053039591874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntD4vM9-I/AAAAAAAAAxA/mJQub9Fthxk/s1600-h/SDC16136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntD4vM9-I/AAAAAAAAAxA/mJQub9Fthxk/s320/SDC16136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099080151267298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arts Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnghzSqjnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/o20OyIqLY-U/s1600-h/SDC16022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnghzSqjnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/o20OyIqLY-U/s320/SDC16022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389085300434308722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We already had tickets for the Salvador Dalí exhibition, so at the 24-hour thing, we managed to get by this queue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Ssnog4DJjrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/P99lIS8FIIc/s1600-h/SDC16132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Ssnog4DJjrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/P99lIS8FIIc/s320/SDC16132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389094080624561842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnogW9P-II/AAAAAAAAAww/RC2e1bfwNEo/s1600-h/SDC16129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsnogW9P-II/AAAAAAAAAww/RC2e1bfwNEo/s320/SDC16129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389094071741446274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;phew!&lt;br /&gt;Not that we really felt like going to the exhibition a second time, but when you can manage to pass right by a queue like this, you've just gotta enjoy it...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course... Gotta have som random food pics as usual:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntEzeJmZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7DBvRQbxz-U/s1600-h/SDC16149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntEzeJmZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7DBvRQbxz-U/s320/SDC16149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099095917435282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the most random comments all night (one: can I touch your dress?), we managed to escape our crowd of fans by going to SubWay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntFUucXDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/aOVA8XdHHkQ/s1600-h/SDC16150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntFUucXDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/aOVA8XdHHkQ/s320/SDC16150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099104844143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for anyone that loves plastic-tasting cake with buttery ice-cream, we found the perfect place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntGN2z_hI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Yn6nLG40FHg/s1600-h/SDC16152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsntGN2z_hI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Yn6nLG40FHg/s320/SDC16152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389099120180067858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This smile didn't last for too long, though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-3711649578496433479?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/3711649578496433479/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=3711649578496433479' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3711649578496433479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3711649578496433479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-in-city.html' title='Saturday in the city'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsmUnSwQMhI/AAAAAAAAAvo/lXayMvqt76c/s72-c/SDC16001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-2587913994873681331</id><published>2009-10-02T19:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:15:48.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit about everything</title><content type='html'>So... home in Melbourne and back to the everyday life... Since I don't have anything especially cool to update on, I'll just have to write about my current everyday-life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started boot camp with Lauren, so at 6.30 three mornings a week, this is us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-lLjs_aI/AAAAAAAAAuA/XxU7BL2ckaQ/s1600-h/BootCampMOS_468x309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-lLjs_aI/AAAAAAAAAuA/XxU7BL2ckaQ/s320/BootCampMOS_468x309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062812673998242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-krEkC7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/sjTFPGdhzVQ/s1600-h/Boot-Camp-Weekend-45224_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-krEkC7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/sjTFPGdhzVQ/s320/Boot-Camp-Weekend-45224_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062803953454002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you thought that was enough exercise to kill my work-out spirit... Think again! So when I'm not running around trying not to die at the boot camp, I'm swimming in the City Bath with Stella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBVmI5UNI/AAAAAAAAAuY/d59Wxfq0YuI/s1600-h/sv%C3%B8mme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBVmI5UNI/AAAAAAAAAuY/d59Wxfq0YuI/s320/sv%C3%B8mme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388065843466293458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm also having a really hard time putting down the book I'm reading! Soo good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBVCvXfAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/qdXh6iAzfX4/s1600-h/memoirs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBVCvXfAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/qdXh6iAzfX4/s320/memoirs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388065833963977730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've just finished these two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBU_7BFfI/AAAAAAAAAuI/UqF9jbdpdyQ/s1600-h/imgA+Thousand+Splendid+Suns3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsZBU_7BFfI/AAAAAAAAAuI/UqF9jbdpdyQ/s320/imgA+Thousand+Splendid+Suns3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388065833207535090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-jQ74MgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KbVEHA2-vco/s1600-h/Angela%27s+Ashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-jQ74MgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/KbVEHA2-vco/s320/Angela%27s+Ashes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062779757834754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've also discovered the AMAZING Boost Juice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-kVQgjPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Sq6skXXNMHA/s1600-h/boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 82px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-kVQgjPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Sq6skXXNMHA/s320/boost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062798097976562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-j70CddI/AAAAAAAAAto/COVQhXorz74/s1600-h/boos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-j70CddI/AAAAAAAAAto/COVQhXorz74/s320/boos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062791267677650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whatever makes you happy, right? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-2587913994873681331?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/2587913994873681331/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=2587913994873681331' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2587913994873681331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2587913994873681331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/10/bit-about-everything.html' title='A bit about everything'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SsY-lLjs_aI/AAAAAAAAAuA/XxU7BL2ckaQ/s72-c/BootCampMOS_468x309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-2339083238929246632</id><published>2009-09-22T16:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:23:10.571+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nauseating Classics...</title><content type='html'>I've just watched A Clockwork Orange with Sanna and am officially feeling disturbed!! Just had to vent...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-2339083238929246632?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/2339083238929246632/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=2339083238929246632' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2339083238929246632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2339083238929246632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/09/nauseating-classics.html' title='Nauseating Classics...'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7927739370770788054</id><published>2009-09-20T20:36:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:07:42.392+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' around</title><content type='html'>It's soon October and it's actually less than a month left until I'm graduating and finishing my Bachelor degree! After returning from my holiday up in Queensland I've mainly just been catching up on lost time with my dear friends here in Melbourne. Although I don't think it's too healthy, I'm very content with all the yummy traditions we've started..  So currently this is the beginning of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Yum brekkie&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Dinner somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Frozen Yoghurt at Mahoni's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Bridie, whom I met while rafting in Cairns, has visited me in Melbourne. I've showed her around the city, and of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2-3m2PgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wH4IHcXaNAI/s1600-h/P9180848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2-3m2PgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wH4IHcXaNAI/s320/P9180848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383621227018862082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going to Max Brenner is mandatory!&lt;br /&gt;Amy, James, Bridie and I had our share of chocolate for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2_VjDJ5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/-Tya-f07A9M/s1600-h/P9190856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2_VjDJ5I/AAAAAAAAAqY/-Tya-f07A9M/s320/P9190856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383621235055994770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cultural as we are, we went to the ACMI museum&lt;br /&gt;...on the only day it was closed!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here's a picture from one of the "sculpture" outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5xrAA1II/AAAAAAAAAqw/XOrKCauNJLU/s1600-h/P9190881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5xrAA1II/AAAAAAAAAqw/XOrKCauNJLU/s320/P9190881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624298831336578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But who needs museums when we have St. Kilda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7UUSPGcI/AAAAAAAAArg/SHIdfYIIjNc/s1600-h/SDC15968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7UUSPGcI/AAAAAAAAArg/SHIdfYIIjNc/s320/SDC15968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383625993540803010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7T52xzwI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZEVxpsgbbEs/s1600-h/SDC15966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7T52xzwI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZEVxpsgbbEs/s320/SDC15966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383625986446315266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After wondering why EVRYBODY in this city eat sushi,&lt;br /&gt;I had to give it a second try myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7TY2nI6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/7Gl4Fs3cUmg/s1600-h/SDC15964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7TY2nI6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/7Gl4Fs3cUmg/s320/SDC15964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383625977587245986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my picks from the sushi train....&lt;br /&gt;From now on, people can't call me picky anymore! It's not everyday I have raw fish with cheese and fisheggs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7S9o8ptI/AAAAAAAAArI/gfMQSeQ5zrQ/s1600-h/SDC15963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ7S9o8ptI/AAAAAAAAArI/gfMQSeQ5zrQ/s320/SDC15963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383625970282178258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5yvaYr0I/AAAAAAAAArA/HtVV4ddbQ7E/s1600-h/SDC15962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5yvaYr0I/AAAAAAAAArA/HtVV4ddbQ7E/s320/SDC15962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624317195562818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren &amp;amp; Amy by the sushi train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5yCNxkoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dmsWQbhw0GM/s1600-h/SDC15957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5yCNxkoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dmsWQbhw0GM/s320/SDC15957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624305063072386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had a night at the Japanese Restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;Tried out Japanese curry, octopus, plum wine and formed a new, interesting club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ29d6lFTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7WgkBUlMPho/s1600-h/Lina1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ29d6lFTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7WgkBUlMPho/s320/Lina1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383621202942432562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilling at the Beer Garden in Brunsiwick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I really love about Melbourne is all the laneways that are hidden around in the city. However, I hadn't expected to find this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5xLFqo7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1AZbRjhzCK8/s1600-h/P9190870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5xLFqo7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1AZbRjhzCK8/s320/P9190870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624290265113522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AC/DC Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5wim_YeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/gE-k-gVLHV0/s1600-h/P9190869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ5wim_YeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/gE-k-gVLHV0/s320/P9190869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624279399031266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bridie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then came saturday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2-aAsG0I/AAAAAAAAAqI/SngLh1k3m5M/s1600-h/lina3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2-aAsG0I/AAAAAAAAAqI/SngLh1k3m5M/s320/lina3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383621219074186050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Impressing how many people that can fit in Lina's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No doubt I have gotten a few unhealthy habits in the food capitol of Australia. So in a few hours is the start of my new and healthy lifestyle... It's 6 am in the morning, and after a lazy Sunday I just never got back to sleep, so I figured I could just stay up. I'll meet up with Lina for a jog in a few hours, before I'll make brekky for us and Marié. Then I'll meet Stella for a swim, so guess I'll better get some caffeine before I fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7927739370770788054?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7927739370770788054/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7927739370770788054' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7927739370770788054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7927739370770788054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/09/hangin-around.html' title='Hangin&apos; around'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SrZ2-3m2PgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wH4IHcXaNAI/s72-c/P9180848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7150730152629076820</id><published>2009-09-09T12:07:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:45:24.119+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>So, I've had Spring Break! My first, and probably last, spring break ever in August - so I thought I'd better make it a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skydiving and rafting in Cairns, I decided to go scuba diving at the Great Barrier Reef! It was amazing and I couldn't stop diving, so I managed to do three in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBHushchI/AAAAAAAAAng/8PPVvXM8-9E/s1600-h/IMG_1667_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBHushchI/AAAAAAAAAng/8PPVvXM8-9E/s320/IMG_1667_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379410249711186450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's where I met this fellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBIBv_uLI/AAAAAAAAAno/udt8RhYuqVg/s1600-h/IMG_1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBIBv_uLI/AAAAAAAAAno/udt8RhYuqVg/s320/IMG_1691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379410254826027186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, trying to pose underwater!&lt;br /&gt;I figured that posing was overrated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBHCe3m0I/AAAAAAAAAnY/DsdYPveRzYc/s1600-h/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBHCe3m0I/AAAAAAAAAnY/DsdYPveRzYc/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379410237842758466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBIysNTmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/v4X2wK4Q2X0/s1600-h/IMG_1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBIysNTmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/v4X2wK4Q2X0/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379410267963477602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing so many activities, my budget was pretty tight, so I decided to just have a few chilled out days to enjoy the warm weather before continuing down the east coast. Alicia came to Cairns on the thursday, so we were hanging out at the lagoon and taking advantage of the great backpacker deals you found in every pub around the city. 10 dollar dinners are pretty good for Oz. After a week in Cairns I had to say goodbye to those, though. I went with the Greyhound down to Airlie Beach and checked in at Magnums Hostel - a hostel that reminded me more of the bamboo cabins in Panama than an actual hostel, but I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in Airlie... Sailing in the Whitsundays is a must, so my next three days were spent sailing with the Atlantic Clipper from beach to beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBJGCQrkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FU9CIscizMs/s1600-h/SDC15546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBJGCQrkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FU9CIscizMs/s320/SDC15546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379410273156247106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the lookout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCdC643uI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ywM0XxtKXsI/s1600-h/SDC15547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCdC643uI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ywM0XxtKXsI/s320/SDC15547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379411715429031650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Amazing Whitehaven Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCdk1CC-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/reKoFGtiGf8/s1600-h/SDC15590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCdk1CC-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/reKoFGtiGf8/s320/SDC15590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379411724531272674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCd4uYXVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MqhlOQzoG3A/s1600-h/SDC15592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCd4uYXVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MqhlOQzoG3A/s320/SDC15592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379411729872084306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting tanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCeSfjqFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WSn0yfj38_0/s1600-h/SDC15595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCeSfjqFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WSn0yfj38_0/s320/SDC15595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379411736789231698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another sailboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitehaven Beach - apparently the second best beach in the world - was my number one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCe53VVqI/AAAAAAAAAog/Sg6jQXzFeuM/s1600-h/SDC15821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeCe53VVqI/AAAAAAAAAog/Sg6jQXzFeuM/s320/SDC15821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379411747357939362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The overview over our sailing trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeEqwWuNpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/h7jOpPr1hzw/s1600-h/SDC15860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeEqwWuNpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/h7jOpPr1hzw/s320/SDC15860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379414149986924178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crew were so cool that Jimmy was stuck with me afterwards as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I've learnt is that in Australia, random things can happen anytime.. Like here: I was sitting on the beach, reading my book and admiring the view now and then. Suddenly a whole bunch of camels appeared, a few meters away from me... But if the rumours are true; then Australia is the country with the most camels in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeEqFiiloI/AAAAAAAAAoo/EIawu2Bbzno/s1600-h/SDC15854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeEqFiiloI/AAAAAAAAAoo/EIawu2Bbzno/s320/SDC15854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379414138493769346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You never know what's around the corner, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7150730152629076820?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7150730152629076820/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7150730152629076820' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7150730152629076820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7150730152629076820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/09/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SqeBHushchI/AAAAAAAAAng/8PPVvXM8-9E/s72-c/IMG_1667_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5096860942037877081</id><published>2009-08-25T14:32:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:13:20.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>River Deep, Mountain High</title><content type='html'>I've only been in Cairns for about four days, but still I've managed to do quite a few things. Celebrating Lauren's birthday on friday before I left, I ended up with a severe lack of sleep before I left (relatively speaking). But there hasn't been too much sleep here in Cairns either.. On the first day I went to the rainforest, where we got to cruise down a river filled with crocodiles (much more relaxing than rafting with them, though). The scenery was great and we saw quite a few different animals around. Some snakes hanging from the trees here and there, but I managed to survive. What I didn't expect to survive, though, was my 14000 feet skydive that I did the day after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPeL1lHmPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/60-cmuAhRrY/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373883075325827314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPeL1lHmPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/60-cmuAhRrY/s320/DSC04024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, the fear in my eyes is pretty obvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPeLTY0dHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/a-RZcOGda_g/s1600-h/DSC04022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373883066147435634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPeLTY0dHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/a-RZcOGda_g/s320/DSC04022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when this is just a few thousand feet above the ground, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it might be easy to understand why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373882668755521794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPd0K_NEQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Tff2tMlvhrM/s320/DSC03995.JPG" /&gt; This was definitely not the best part..&lt;br /&gt;Jumping out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373882674399855314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPd0gA6wtI/AAAAAAAAAmw/je-CM3SFAxs/s320/DSC04003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I made it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373882687131997458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPd1Pcf1RI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cFvOlRCahdc/s320/DSC04017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So then, today, I was up for another experience. Feeling pretty brave, I ended up signing up for Xtreme white-water rafting. Kinda regretted that when I found out that it implied rafting in a river full of crocodiles. And jumping down from seriously high cliffs. But it was a lot of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdNnDkcRI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fIedi4RIR9w/s1600-h/Johnny_2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373882006275125522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdNnDkcRI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fIedi4RIR9w/s320/Johnny_2138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was basically what we did for five hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdM5pIARI/AAAAAAAAAmI/VhATlFbzAjs/s1600-h/Johnny_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373881994084614418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdM5pIARI/AAAAAAAAAmI/VhATlFbzAjs/s320/Johnny_2128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdMF1lcfI/AAAAAAAAAmA/K_txcrt-LsU/s1600-h/Johnny_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373881980178231794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdMF1lcfI/AAAAAAAAAmA/K_txcrt-LsU/s320/Johnny_2124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It kinda felt like we were drowning a few times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't stay to dry, to put it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdLlZg6II/AAAAAAAAAl4/6goljhzXu1o/s1600-h/Johnny_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373881971470559362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPdLlZg6II/AAAAAAAAAl4/6goljhzXu1o/s320/Johnny_2118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More rafting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPbfNddNwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4jofHcKB6M4/s1600-h/Johnny_2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373880109618771714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPbfNddNwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4jofHcKB6M4/s320/Johnny_2114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And tomorrow I'm off to the Great Barrier Reef, so wish me good luck! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5096860942037877081?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5096860942037877081/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5096860942037877081' title='4 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5096860942037877081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5096860942037877081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-only-been-in-cairns-for-about-four.html' title='River Deep, Mountain High'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SpPeL1lHmPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/60-cmuAhRrY/s72-c/DSC04024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-6549481312358906677</id><published>2009-08-19T17:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:51:03.467+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in the cold!</title><content type='html'>It's 1.30 in the morning, I have class tomorrow and at least three assignments due before I leave the city saturday. Plans tomorrow night and friday, so basically I cannot go to sleep before I finish up my work tonight. So what to do? Blog about my camping trip to the Grampians, of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Since my school decided to shut down the class I came to Australia to do - creative writing - I had to change it to another one.. So I'm currently enrolled in Introduction to Australian Society... Sounds pretty dull, but it's the opposite (in general). So first week we went camping in the Grampians.. Living among these weird creatures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMaaaO0tRI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ziCrJibvtE/s1600-h/SDC14871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMaaaO0tRI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ziCrJibvtE/s320/SDC14871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369164221776180498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The backyard of the camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like at any other school trip with respect for themselves, we had to share the room with all the strangers in our class.. That we of course got to know pretty well after getting used to their sleeping habits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvSRSsvGI/AAAAAAAAAis/034qpGszO88/s1600-h/SDC14873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvSRSsvGI/AAAAAAAAAis/034qpGszO88/s320/SDC14873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369327909170101346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mandatory group picture where everybody smiles politely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What wasn't that much fun was that every nationality had to go and sing their national anthem in front of everyone.. So sometimes it sucks to be the only one from Norway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOx6ZydFmI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tDvFCIIG1x0/s1600-h/SDC14950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOx6ZydFmI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tDvFCIIG1x0/s320/SDC14950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369330797668800098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I tried to talk my way out of it by persuading people to get&lt;br /&gt;up on stage and dance instead..&lt;br /&gt;...didn't work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we got didgeridoo-lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvTIWXRwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uuRuCBZj-JY/s1600-h/SDC14875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvTIWXRwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uuRuCBZj-JY/s320/SDC14875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369327923949422338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and we weren't too bad...&lt;br /&gt;(my subjective opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvTwkok_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/gr6S3e2mspk/s1600-h/SDC14876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvTwkok_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/gr6S3e2mspk/s320/SDC14876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369327934746694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So basically I did a lot of the stuff I probably never would do if I had to do it myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOx60leIXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zNz8BkvFbiA/s1600-h/SDC14959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOx60leIXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zNz8BkvFbiA/s320/SDC14959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369330804862099826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like visiting a sheep farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvU8ukMjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7wFhGJLefZk/s1600-h/SDC14896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvU8ukMjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7wFhGJLefZk/s320/SDC14896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369327955189445170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go to the art museum in Hamilton and see that Australian Rules Football really is the Aussies' religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvUeZsInI/AAAAAAAAAjE/bvjQUEqd67U/s1600-h/SDC14893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoOvUeZsInI/AAAAAAAAAjE/bvjQUEqd67U/s320/SDC14893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369327947048821362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go to a café to drink Red Bull to avoid falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMOHbdVvQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/-fcjgtqcEik/s1600-h/SDC14858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMOHbdVvQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/-fcjgtqcEik/s320/SDC14858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369150701548453122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out how mouldy the roof of a winery can get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMEPn8dP4I/AAAAAAAAAhU/VNAwVLDLuG0/s1600-h/SDC14851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMEPn8dP4I/AAAAAAAAAhU/VNAwVLDLuG0/s320/SDC14851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369139847222869890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And visit the winery's wedding chapel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. if you ever attend RMIT Australian Society Course, this is what to expect... Guess I'll better start working on my class presentation for tomorrow, although it wouldn't surprise me if I figured out something else I just HAVE to do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-6549481312358906677?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/6549481312358906677/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=6549481312358906677' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6549481312358906677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6549481312358906677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/08/camping-in-cold_19.html' title='Camping in the cold!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoMaaaO0tRI/AAAAAAAAAik/1ziCrJibvtE/s72-c/SDC14871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-1942608040706694148</id><published>2009-08-13T08:28:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:42:52.581+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining... rain!</title><content type='html'>But I wouldn't mind something else falling down from the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how wet it can get in a city that has been declared a drought! It's actually been raining so much that I'm now stuck at home with the flu! Notice how I didn't mention any animal before flu, though. No birds, no swines, just flu - but it's still freakin boring! So I'm afraid I would have to disappoint all of you who wanted to read what new, exciting things I'm up to... (Don't you always?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's just some random photos from what I've been up to the last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3cBal93I/AAAAAAAAAkc/A1Jtc1aCoQ4/s1600-h/SDC15035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3cBal93I/AAAAAAAAAkc/A1Jtc1aCoQ4/s320/SDC15035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369336872799958898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the Salvador Dali exhibition: Liquid Desire&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Never ever go to an exhibit again on a sunday afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3br5UpyI/AAAAAAAAAkU/yh8NsGbw6m8/s1600-h/SDC15045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3br5UpyI/AAAAAAAAAkU/yh8NsGbw6m8/s320/SDC15045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369336867023267618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still amazed by how many sushi places that can survive in this city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3bID-EqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vPDH-F9V_N0/s1600-h/SDC15085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3bID-EqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vPDH-F9V_N0/s320/SDC15085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369336857404248738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to a traffic light party at the Turf, with Maríe, Lina, Kseniya and Scotty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I'm not Scotty, he just wasn't in the picture....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1ouXYk7I/AAAAAAAAAkE/D-w3fj6Qye0/s1600-h/SDC15016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1ouXYk7I/AAAAAAAAAkE/D-w3fj6Qye0/s320/SDC15016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334892001268658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren and I went to see Buckley Ward up in Lygon Street! Good music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1oCJx4tI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2bA91I4PYbo/s1600-h/SDC14979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1oCJx4tI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2bA91I4PYbo/s320/SDC14979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334880133046994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I managed to catch a free concert with Bonjah in Bourke street early saturday morning (which really means late in the afternoon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the audience got a bit too excited over the music, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1nbi4npI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D5WhvpUwZbA/s1600-h/SDC14976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1nbi4npI/AAAAAAAAAj0/D5WhvpUwZbA/s320/SDC14976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334869769363090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia and I made sure that we got our daily dose of calories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max Brenner, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1mlIcRZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/UYBrvnjzxh4/s1600-h/SDC14967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1mlIcRZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/UYBrvnjzxh4/s320/SDC14967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334855162938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I didn't know that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The swine flu is making people so paranoid, and posters like these are hanging all over uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1l8DW8MI/AAAAAAAAAjk/yrSJKXiEd1w/s1600-h/SDC14838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO1l8DW8MI/AAAAAAAAAjk/yrSJKXiEd1w/s320/SDC14838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369334844135764162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And despite all the rain..&lt;br /&gt;Still living in a city with a drought, so this is not an uncommon type of sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So currently I'm just staying at home, trying to recover so that I can get all my schoolwork done before spring break! And since I know that you're all just waiting for my address so that you can send me letters, it is: RMIT Village Old Melbourne, 5 - 17 Flemington Road, North Melbourne, VIC 3051    Now you don't have an excuse......;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-1942608040706694148?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/1942608040706694148/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=1942608040706694148' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1942608040706694148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1942608040706694148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-raining-rain.html' title='It&apos;s raining... rain!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SoO3cBal93I/AAAAAAAAAkc/A1Jtc1aCoQ4/s72-c/SDC15035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4113107968431685948</id><published>2009-08-07T20:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:28:45.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In a nutshell...</title><content type='html'>School: Photographing, writing reviews and visiting tourist attractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy today! He was in my class, and we started talking. It appeared that he never had been out of Melbourne! Scary ...but fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been camping in Australia! I was prepared to stand up to what's currently my biggest fear - snakes and spiders! Did I see any? ...No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Cafés... Melbourne's really got me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating soup and porridge to save money, but I'm going to Queensland and the great barrier reef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love spending too much time wandering inside the huge Australian bookshops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yes, I also miss my sweet friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4113107968431685948?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4113107968431685948/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4113107968431685948' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4113107968431685948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4113107968431685948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-nutshell.html' title='In a nutshell...'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4346357705060469347</id><published>2009-07-28T18:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:11:37.787+02:00</updated><title type='text'>10 tips that you probably don't need!</title><content type='html'>Summer, sun, surfing, skating, swimming... nah! Not yet, cause in Melbourne it's still pretty cold!! But cold is... ehm.. cool!! Logically enough, so let me introduce you to my little world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8pu0s00wI/AAAAAAAAAfE/CZnPM7G3tJc/s1600-h/SDC14734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8pu0s00wI/AAAAAAAAAfE/CZnPM7G3tJc/s320/SDC14734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363551565618926338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8puX5F8oI/AAAAAAAAAe8/k8QCZjbS_Ic/s1600-h/SDC14728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8puX5F8oI/AAAAAAAAAe8/k8QCZjbS_Ic/s320/SDC14728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363551557885751938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we do have a swimming pool!! And.. this is the view from my balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptyhbb2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/DisxtuBlfVg/s1600-h/SDC14723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptyhbb2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/DisxtuBlfVg/s320/SDC14723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363551547854384994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptDoJnpI/AAAAAAAAAek/tMJUEM51ukI/s1600-h/SDC14719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptDoJnpI/AAAAAAAAAek/tMJUEM51ukI/s320/SDC14719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363551535266111122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptppHAiI/AAAAAAAAAes/r-uLBxmEfgU/s1600-h/SDC14720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8ptppHAiI/AAAAAAAAAes/r-uLBxmEfgU/s320/SDC14720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363551545470681634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bedrom, the "kitchen" and the sliding wall between Lauren's and my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So.. if the weather's not the best and the city is infected with swine flu... what to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tips 1)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y2aU0SoI/AAAAAAAAAfM/crk8IwcXqa0/s1600-h/arn_timtam_dbl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y2aU0SoI/AAAAAAAAAfM/crk8IwcXqa0/s320/arn_timtam_dbl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561591582509698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Australians don't need sun when they have Tim Tams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3FaE2kI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9VValli5dTc/s1600-h/SDC14739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3FaE2kI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9VValli5dTc/s320/SDC14739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561603147291202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go to Queen Vic Market and get all your food half-priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, I do realize that I'm probably the only one of my blog-readers who actually needs tips for stuff to do in Melbourne... But it's more fun than just writing down all the stuff I do... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3uDcvyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/3QwcD6lnnWA/s1600-h/SDC14765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3uDcvyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/3QwcD6lnnWA/s320/SDC14765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561614058241826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take the tram down to St.Kilda to take pictures of random dogs ascending the palm trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y2nzHR4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/RIcwDGeDVH0/s1600-h/SDC14717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y2nzHR4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/RIcwDGeDVH0/s320/SDC14717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561595199244162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet up with friends to look at maps at Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3bCI9oI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4-ppnUyhpfk/s1600-h/SDC14743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8y3bCI9oI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4-ppnUyhpfk/s320/SDC14743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561608952477314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out some of the street art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83sdtqESI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xpPHgQHD8hU/s1600-h/SDC14687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83sdtqESI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xpPHgQHD8hU/s320/SDC14687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566918251450658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paarty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83sEcU76I/AAAAAAAAAf0/es0TufUnfLQ/s1600-h/SDC14686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83sEcU76I/AAAAAAAAAf0/es0TufUnfLQ/s320/SDC14686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566911467876258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had RE-O-Week at RMIT Village (where I live), and cowboy &amp;amp; indian party it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83tC1q28I/AAAAAAAAAgM/jTYywZVmGAM/s1600-h/SDC14698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83tC1q28I/AAAAAAAAAgM/jTYywZVmGAM/s320/SDC14698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566928217168834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go watch a footy game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83s5MqxJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/exJXBeFp7So/s1600-h/SDC14695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83s5MqxJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/exJXBeFp7So/s320/SDC14695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566925629277330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Hawthorn Hawks (Yeah!) vs. Geelong Cats&lt;br /&gt;(and no, I don't want to talk about the results!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83tvcW_qI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zT-kNGqrN_Y/s1600-h/SDC14713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm83tvcW_qI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zT-kNGqrN_Y/s320/SDC14713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566940190604962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quite a few people had the same idea as we....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm874zeCTAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/kYsIEYOPvVU/s1600-h/SDC14766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm874zeCTAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/kYsIEYOPvVU/s320/SDC14766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363571528296451074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be amazed over how many cakes it's possible to place in a window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875ANqWMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ep2a4ETADDA/s1600-h/SDC14768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875ANqWMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ep2a4ETADDA/s320/SDC14768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363571531717433538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But don't go inside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm874floAuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/y6i3yN5yDjo/s1600-h/SDC14748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm874floAuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/y6i3yN5yDjo/s320/SDC14748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363571522959573730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Try to find your way out of Woolworths - one of the supermarkets...&lt;br /&gt;And try and see if you can find just regular milk.. Not low-fat milk, goat milk, low-fat goat milk, ecological low-fat coat milk, ecological premium milk.. and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875W6W7_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nZ24269d-Zk/s1600-h/SDC14776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875W6W7_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nZ24269d-Zk/s320/SDC14776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363571537810485234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go down to St.Kilda beach and do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875_kzjuI/AAAAAAAAAg8/QmVA7dmc4Oc/s1600-h/SDC14796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm875_kzjuI/AAAAAAAAAg8/QmVA7dmc4Oc/s320/SDC14796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363571548725939938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but watching the ocean and the... penguins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm89_ok7kTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2bCJvIvw3eA/s1600-h/SDC14814_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm89_ok7kTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2bCJvIvw3eA/s320/SDC14814_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363573844654919986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, it's the smallest penguin in the world!&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4346357705060469347?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4346357705060469347/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4346357705060469347' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4346357705060469347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4346357705060469347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-tips-that-you-probably-dont-need.html' title='10 tips that you probably don&apos;t need!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sm8pu0s00wI/AAAAAAAAAfE/CZnPM7G3tJc/s72-c/SDC14734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-771934176056171625</id><published>2009-07-20T02:23:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:47:32.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Finally, after almost a month with travelling, I arrived in Melbourne. Lynn and Brian - Alex's parents - picked me up at the airport, and we drove down to their holiday house in Lorne, close to the Great Ocean Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333520248963810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO677gPAuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/GRbPZ2Seq38/s320/SDC14661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spending the first weekend at Morphetville&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333502189189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO664OcueI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zCF8_7Q5ey0/s320/SDC14656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lynn and I had a walk on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333499365354690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO66ttMbMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jnqnCY11Gfg/s320/SDC14655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333512786121666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO67fs9E8I/AAAAAAAAAds/qarMt7BQDGc/s320/SDC14660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was really nice just walking around at Lorne&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333523708986690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO68IZKxUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/VwqPuVc-rkc/s320/SDC14669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On sunday we drove back to Frankston, Alex's hometown, where I stayed until I got my own place in the city later the same week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360339066133525426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO_-viJs7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/2OmmmesVnjQ/s320/SDC14677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Which is a lot closer to this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now I live at the RMIT Village, right by the Queen Victoria Market in the city. It's a big student house with people mainly from my uni and the uni of Melbourne, and there's always something going on (which is the main reason for my lack of creativity right now). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360339056619008914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO_-MFts5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/nwsoRBcYVvQ/s320/SDC14676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lauren, my australian-canadian room mate, and I discovered a chocoalte cafe in the city...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360339068166322242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO_-3GzuEI/AAAAAAAAAec/t3RmUQhRkMI/s320/SDC14680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I finally got to taste some Vegemite (yeast extract) on toast - which I'm definitely never eating again!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-771934176056171625?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/771934176056171625/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=771934176056171625' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/771934176056171625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/771934176056171625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/moving-to-melbourne.html' title='Moving to Melbourne'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SmO677gPAuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/GRbPZ2Seq38/s72-c/SDC14661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5037830717198507073</id><published>2009-07-16T06:22:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:23:56.275+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On the other side of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vDR49FeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RWqjDdtP51w/s1600-h/SDC14524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358913077494224354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vDR49FeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RWqjDdtP51w/s320/SDC14524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 more hours on the plane, this time all alone, and I'm finally in Australia! In Sydney to be exact, and although it is mid-winter, the weather is gooood! (But not for too long, though). Jon - whom I travelled with in South America - shares a flat in central Sydney with some friends, and invited me to stay at their place, so no need for rushing around to find accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression of Sydney was great! The atmosphere was calming (especially compared to Shanghai), people were nice, and even King's Cross felt like the safest place on earth when I wandered around the streets, looking for a place to have breakfast. Between all the shady night clubs and adult shops I ended up in a nice café, where the kiwi-guy (NZ) who worked there gave me the most expensive sandwich for the lowest price. Pretty good deal for me, and the first of many. During my stay in Sydney I actually ended up getting free chocolate, lollies and Internet connection. But sometimes t it can be too much of a good thing - especially when you get stuck in a ferris wheel because the owner insists on giving you many free rides....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the same day I met one of Jon's flatmates, Drew, and we went out for dinner. Refusing to eat any Asian food in at least a day, I got to taste some real aussie-food - which means the Barramundi fish - before we went home. It didn't take long before I felt like home, though! Tucked in blankets on the couch, watching The Ashes (I'm not even bothered to explain the huge importance of cricket in this country) with Drew, I decided that sightseeing could always wait for a day. I had seen the roof of the opera house from far away, and King's Cross' Coke sign, so then the rest could wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent day two walking around the city and having a tour inside the opera house, before I met up with Jon and Drew for some Japanese food later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358911536208546642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6tpkJ0C1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hnc3Mm0z8Tc/s320/SDC14427.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Inside the opera house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358912220372505602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6uRY3NlAI/AAAAAAAAAaw/NByRkFijYuc/s320/SDC14522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358911547733796962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6tqPFpaGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4EYAmkK2Geg/s320/SDC14433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jon and Drew. (Drew with the half-wrecked surfing-thing he found tossed away on the way from the japanese place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take the ferry to Manly the day after, and I met up with Lu - a chinese girl I got to know at the opera house tour. We checked out a few spots at Manly together before we split up, and I went to Palm Beach to see the place where ...uhm.. Home &amp;amp; Away was set... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358911548163750930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6tqQsJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jz5XuoMebAE/s320/SDC14444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Summer Bay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358912205095668738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6uQf87jAI/AAAAAAAAAag/WAcrXHolUVM/s320/SDC14458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Surf Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358912186747638930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6uPbma1JI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/s33oDfXRiK0/s320/SDC14449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My "polite pose" to the random people who took my picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358912194793801234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6uP5kxhhI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZEdGzDji7mk/s320/SDC14455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The surf club again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358912212053236178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6uQ53vmdI/AAAAAAAAAao/z4ytvmDQVgk/s320/SDC14470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Enjoying the waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm Beach aka Summer Bay wasn't the only great waste time, though, and the next day, Bondi was up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358913058139827026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vCJyga1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/SWTViHzYk9c/s320/SDC14490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Usually more crowded, I guess,&lt;br /&gt;but I still wasn't the only one checking out the beach &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358913072751425186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vDAOLtqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/J3MgBej9tOY/s320/SDC14497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358913066135874626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vCnk6bEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/pQd9vtK_XbY/s320/SDC14495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to check out the Sydney wildlife park. I thought I had reached the ultimate limit of arachnophobia, but I've certainly reached a higher level now! (Which obviously means that I'm currently located at the wrong continent).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358913087106699394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vD1sv0II/AAAAAAAAAbY/3skC5FkJz0s/s320/SDC14550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358915046586125890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6w15VDDkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/NJLECogezSQ/s320/SDC14551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not looking forward too meet one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358914180021034706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6wDdH1HtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dLPxlnz_vXc/s320/SDC14558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got to see koalas!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920874247914690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl62JHD5BMI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fSuiPQ-9JNs/s320/SDC14579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920882272724018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl62Jk9J5DI/AAAAAAAAAdE/HbMw482LUPQ/s320/SDC14584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920896816621026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl62KbIsJeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x3r1ttMi8Iw/s320/SDC14609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920908491650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl62LGoO95I/AAAAAAAAAdU/QIVvgNZ0kr4/s320/SDC14610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isn't this the best sign ever??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kangaroos!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358914171095354642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6wC73yDRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/KA45UbY1Zxo/s320/SDC14564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358914160800304594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6wCVhQDdI/AAAAAAAAAb0/hHzliVHlwds/s320/SDC14572.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I got a pretty up-close meeting with one of the parrots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920866913126482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl62IrvJCFI/AAAAAAAAAc0/PTWRVF-om1I/s320/SDC14574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can definitely say that this won't be my last visit to Sydney! It's one of the most beautiful cities I've ever seen (and I would claim that I've seen a few...), and I almost can't wait to experience it in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides sightseeing, Jon and I went to see the new Transformers movie on Imax (world's biggest, actually), and wandering around at Darling Harbour was also very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358915306479359266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6xFBgbFSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/BZxXTEOx078/s320/SDC14625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darling Harbour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358915314801204322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6xFgggXGI/AAAAAAAAAck/N8Zue1dahj0/s320/SDC14645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The harbour from the ferris wheel I got stuck in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, just being able to relax after China and spend time with with the guys was great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358915323758696450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6xGB4I2AI/AAAAAAAAAcs/uSAd7GhUvUE/s320/SDC14647.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Watching... guess what... The Ashes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6scE5idmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BE4lTdXzcA8/s1600-h/SDC14444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5037830717198507073?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5037830717198507073/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5037830717198507073' title='6 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5037830717198507073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5037830717198507073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-other-side-of-world.html' title='On the other side of the world'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sl6vDR49FeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/RWqjDdtP51w/s72-c/SDC14524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-37330776961314120</id><published>2009-07-12T11:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:21:05.519+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghaaai!</title><content type='html'>f you thought it was hard to find a needle in a haystack... try to hail a cab late at night in Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai is big, Shanghai is polluted and Shanghai is... crowded! But Shanghai is also a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stressing around and almost missing the train from Beijing, we finally made to get on the overnight train that would take us to the city with the skyscrapers - thanks to a chinese man that did a huge effort to get us on the train. Looking forward to finally get some sleep, we weren't overly pleased with the chinese operasongs that constantly were played on the TV - which they'd decided to have on all night. But if you're tired, you're tired, and you'll find sleep wherever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4OQ1IwlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uxKshFj129g/s1600-h/P1040590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4OQ1IwlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uxKshFj129g/s320/P1040590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515786909434450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we made it to the city, and since we couldn't check in till later, we decided to start right on the sightseeing. First stop, Pearl Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9pWWysiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/K0J_FYEoqBQ/s1600-h/P1060062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9pWWysiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/K0J_FYEoqBQ/s320/P1060062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521749807378978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pearl Tower from outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4OgaLXCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/OUX2bSxPxOo/s1600-h/P1040705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4OgaLXCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/OUX2bSxPxOo/s320/P1040705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515791091325986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4PJgyerI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uoPHGDRMRXg/s1600-h/P1040722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4PJgyerI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uoPHGDRMRXg/s320/P1040722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515802124909234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Beijing, we'd been quite familiar with the phenomenon of people constantly coming over to us with the purpose of standing beside us while someone would take a photo with their camera. What we didn't expect was that we actually would have people line up in front of us everywhere in Shanghai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6DUX3jtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/iNTdMsl_azY/s1600-h/P1050595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6DUX3jtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/iNTdMsl_azY/s320/P1050595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517797905108690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6D7XP7FI/AAAAAAAAAYw/CUSu8CKOMYs/s1600-h/P1050598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6D7XP7FI/AAAAAAAAAYw/CUSu8CKOMYs/s320/P1050598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517808371493970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People lined up, and lined up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6ClibX0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aaBMaavSg6o/s1600-h/P1050585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6ClibX0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aaBMaavSg6o/s320/P1050585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517785332932418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6C3Sx73I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Lr310xc7-iE/s1600-h/P1050587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6C3Sx73I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Lr310xc7-iE/s320/P1050587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517790099140466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6DAyGOfI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dvl7ERLkIgo/s1600-h/P1050592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm6DAyGOfI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dvl7ERLkIgo/s320/P1050592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517792646412786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I managed to slide away and into the photographing crowd while Liv-Marie had to do the work alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides finding taxis, finding food wasn't too easy in this town either... We thought we'd managed to order pasta, but instead we got some unidentified meat or fish that we were quite hesitant to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm-1RIEa4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/rD5AKIyM9LQ/s1600-h/P1050065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm-1RIEa4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/rD5AKIyM9LQ/s320/P1050065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357523054073506690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our chopstick skills improved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm-1LKdiHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JjwnrtD_en0/s1600-h/P1050069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm-1LKdiHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JjwnrtD_en0/s320/P1050069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357523052472928370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we were not too pleased with the fishy meat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What was very easy, though, was to find great places to shop... So it didn't take many days - or hours - before I was way beyond my planned budget... In general, things had a reasonable price, but even in the malls you had to bargain (most places, but you never knew which ones....), and in the shops they always tried to take advantage of the fact that we were blonde tourists. Getting a bit tired of this, and of all the attention, I found that it was worth spending some money on an asian wig. That made quite a difference, and I almost ended up feeling invisible when walking around with dark hair and glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4PmZ52gI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eyLTTOssVqI/s1600-h/P1050135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4PmZ52gI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eyLTTOssVqI/s320/P1050135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515809880660482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not planning on changing my hair color permanently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we've been to the zoo to see pandas (Yep, Liv-Marie was very, very, very happy! ...and so was I).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4P1X-pAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yU8XcKbSlaA/s1600-h/P1050404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4P1X-pAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yU8XcKbSlaA/s320/P1050404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515813899117570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to an amusent park where I forced myself into a way too big rollercoaster for Liv-Marie's sake, and we've had a trip outside of Shanghai to try and see what the life outside of the big city is like. Too my surprise, we could see shops all around this town as well. Seems to me like commercialism is everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9qAeZo6I/AAAAAAAAAZY/-80UmNXu7u0/s1600-h/P1050735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9qAeZo6I/AAAAAAAAAZY/-80UmNXu7u0/s320/P1050735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521761113580450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9o-tk_EI/AAAAAAAAAY4/exvPyYobMMY/s1600-h/SDC14317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9o-tk_EI/AAAAAAAAAY4/exvPyYobMMY/s320/SDC14317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521743460498498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town was surrounded by a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9phA1iOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Oel5V61-_VY/s1600-h/P1050751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9phA1iOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Oel5V61-_VY/s320/P1050751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521752668080354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the food was very interesting here as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9pKCmk9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/99rmANccCsI/s1600-h/SDC14312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm9pKCmk9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/99rmANccCsI/s320/SDC14312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521746501473234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-37330776961314120?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/37330776961314120/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=37330776961314120' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/37330776961314120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/37330776961314120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/shanghaaai.html' title='Shanghaaai!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Slm4OQ1IwlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uxKshFj129g/s72-c/P1040590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-1107735326900110880</id><published>2009-07-06T08:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:57:07.121+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Did anyone say chinese medicine...?</title><content type='html'>When you've done the obvious tourist attractions, gotten to know the city well enough, eaten penises and been on the great wall, what more can you do? Well... for some reason Liv-Marie and I were convinced that to try chinese cupping was a great idea! We didn't know very much about it, though, apart from the fact that it's a way to detox the body and better the blood circulation. What we didn't know was how our backs were going to look like afterwards... Poor Farzane was the first one out, and then it was me and Livvygirl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGezjWBqcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gR3_AAGXg4k/s1600-h/P1040438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGezjWBqcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gR3_AAGXg4k/s320/P1040438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355236040418372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was pretty scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGez_hPKeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NPjFbEUYO_A/s1600-h/P1040442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGez_hPKeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NPjFbEUYO_A/s320/P1040442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355236047981586914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It felt just as bad as it looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGe0QR9LiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/xsN7Ua736-Q/s1600-h/P1040455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGe0QR9LiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/xsN7Ua736-Q/s320/P1040455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355236052480896546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I ended up looking like this for a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So my advice here is... do some research before you throw yourself onto the cupping-board to try out chinese medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-1107735326900110880?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/1107735326900110880/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=1107735326900110880' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1107735326900110880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/1107735326900110880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-anyone-say-chinese-medicine.html' title='Did anyone say chinese medicine...?'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGezjWBqcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gR3_AAGXg4k/s72-c/P1040438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-6031372812756715660</id><published>2009-07-06T08:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:33:25.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination Beijing</title><content type='html'>After a few hours of looking around in the huge airport in Beijing, I finally found Liv-Marie. I also got to meet Farzane, our new fellow traveller that we ended up sharing the twin-room with. I never got that extra sleep, though, cause sleep is not prioritated when there's so  much to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine this... it's your first days in China, you've never been to Asia before, and you have a vague feeling that there's more to this intriguing continent than what you've picked up from all the Jet Lee movies you were forced to watch in South America. You stroll down the streets of Beijing, pretty exhausted thanks to the lack of sleep, but still happy! It's a relief that despite the fact that you know almost nothing about this country, at least you know what to expect when it comes to eating - after all, there are chinese restaurants in Norway as well! You walk around looking for a place to eat, and it gets more and more confusing when you realize that chinese people actually don't eat chinese food! Instead, they're obviously fond of weird-looking seafood and animal body parts that you would never see served on a plate back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how on earth was I supposed to get nutririon? Searching for a snack among the huge piles of vacuum-packed meat-lollies and chicken-sweets, I decided that I just had to start eating scary-looking food once and for all! So why not start with sheep penis on a stick? It was definitely not the best thing I've ever tasted, but it's preferred well fried with lots of spice! Just in case you need a recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKPHYIOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-ywPG6E5pOU/s1600-h/P1030766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKPHYIOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-ywPG6E5pOU/s320/P1030766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355229833055445218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once we're at it, why not dig into my biggest fear besides spiders? Scorpions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZLq79eZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B51U7OIkLkQ/s1600-h/SDC13927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZLq79eZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/B51U7OIkLkQ/s320/SDC13927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355229857703623058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Farzane treated herself with some candy at the end of the day, and had one of the very tempting eggs boiled in tea-water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKzue36I/AAAAAAAAAW0/IV77arytY1A/s1600-h/SDC13942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKzue36I/AAAAAAAAAW0/IV77arytY1A/s320/SDC13942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355229842883141538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying out some of the culinary that China had to offer (eating cheese ice cream and unidentified objects was now just as common for us as having a bar of milk chocolate back home), it was time for testing out the chinese markets! Everybody know that you are supposed to bargain in Asia, but why hasn't anyone explained the difficulty of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, picture yourself walking into a market ten times the size of a normal shopping mall from back home. You want to check out what it's like and maybe buy a top or two, so you enter one of the shops and start looking around! The saleslady immediately picks up your quick glance at a coat hanging on the wall. She takes it down for you, and you try it on just to be polite (really, you just looked at the coat because you thought it looked a bit odd...). The saleslady starts talking about how great it looks on you, how beautiful you are, and that since you're the first (or last - can vary from time to time) customer of the day, you will get a really cheap price. Staring in the mirror, feeling slightly embarrassed about wearing a coat that's bright blue with yellow pattern, you do the fatal - I repeat, fatal - mistake of asking about the price in an attempt to politely reject the offer. The code question "how much" is now asked, and the lady quickly brings out her calculator to dial a ridiculously high price. If this is where you think you can get out of the tricky situation, then think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady then asks you to come up with a price yourself, and there's litterary no way out, cause she is now standing in the door opening, preventing you from going anywhere, yelling "chippa fo yoh!" You decide to say a low price so that she'll finally let you out of there. Wrong! This is not recommended if you don't like people shouting "crazy lady, crazy lady" after you. You then come up with a more reasonable price to shut her up, and before you know it, you've agreed about an okay price for the hideous coat. The lady starts packing the coat into a bag for you, while you're trying to explain that you don't really want it! Obviously it's a severe insult to bargain over things you really don't want, and this can result in the saleslady stealing your purse to keep it as a hostage until you've paid for the jacket! That's when it's good to have a friend nearby that can help you stealing the purse back before you run out of the shop. Relieved to finally be out of there and inside another shop, you rest your eyes on a nice looking blue dress. An arm reaches for the dress, gives it to you, and you can hear the sentence "Yoh a my first castama today, so I give yoh good price-eh!"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKk5_iUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ZbEvKi_PWco/s1600-h/P1040432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKk5_iUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ZbEvKi_PWco/s320/P1040432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355229838904887618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silk Street - one of the big clothing markets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-6031372812756715660?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/6031372812756715660/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=6031372812756715660' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6031372812756715660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6031372812756715660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/destination-beijing.html' title='Destination Beijing'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGZKPHYIOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-ywPG6E5pOU/s72-c/P1030766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-9087819085354289088</id><published>2009-07-06T07:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:27:55.938+02:00</updated><title type='text'>London Calling!</title><content type='html'>It's finally mid-June, and I'm on my way again! While Liv-Marie is travelling through Russia on her way to China, I went through London, so I decided to extend my stay for two days. Then I could catch up with two of my very best friends - Liam and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been in London two times before, I didn't bother with any tourist attractions. So Alex and I had a pretty laidback day, just chilling out in Hyde Park and walking around in the city. We went up to Camden to get something to drink and to try out a couple of pints of ale. We found a pretty cool, alternative bar - but with no british drinks. But french beer isn't too bad either, so we survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGLJBwkb9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/BcRBit5FXR4/s1600-h/SDC13809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGLJBwkb9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/BcRBit5FXR4/s320/SDC13809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214419127463890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Hyde Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at a hostel nearby Bayswater in central London, and despite the fact that I had to share the kitchen with a few rats, it was really good for only six pounds per night. Alex booked a bed as well, and he really made me feel like home in London. That means... running around and trying to fix work, and maximize my stress level. But it's just good to know that Alex is always going to remain Alex;) We had lots of fun, though, and I got plenty of time to relax on my 1 1/2h trainride to Cambridge, where I met up with Liam. Obviously I'm not changing much either After pouring half a glass of water all over myself - because I forgot to put the glass to my mouth before drinking from it  - I realized that I can travel as much as I want to, but I'll never be able to escape from my clumsyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in China, sitting on a café i Beijing and waiting for Liv-Marie's plane to arrive. After a maximum of fifteen hours of sleep since monday (now it's friday), and missing a whole night's sleep because of the time difference, I'm currently concidering to go against my principles and try and start to drink coffee again. All I know is that after meeting up with Livvy, I'm going to get some serious sleep before we're hitting the streets of Beijing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-9087819085354289088?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/9087819085354289088/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=9087819085354289088' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9087819085354289088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9087819085354289088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/07/london-calling.html' title='London Calling!'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SlGLJBwkb9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/BcRBit5FXR4/s72-c/SDC13809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8006239990228760714</id><published>2009-06-04T18:57:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:43:05.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Skippertak</title><content type='html'>Her går det meste i skippertak... Skippertaksjobbing, skippertakslesing og skippertaksblogging... Men sånn er det visst i min lille verden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selv om eksamensstresset definitivt har satt sine spor, har jeg hatt en utrolig koselig vår - med MYE besøk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Påsken var forsåvidt så som så... Planen var å få besøk av Liam, men med dyre billetter og mye jobbing ble det ingenting av. I stedet ble det en ganske dramatisk påskeaften på Fjellhaug med knivstikking og mye blod i gangen.. Ikke bra! Men alle overlevde heldigvis, og jeg hadde pene Lene å henge med. Hadde også et superfint påskeegg som Liv-Marie hadde laget til meg før hun dro til Bergen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-g_H3v1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/cWzoCSMx2GI/s1600-h/SDC10636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-g_H3v1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/cWzoCSMx2GI/s320/SDC10636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519325552099154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se, så fiiiint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Skjærtorsdag kom Synnøve en tur til Oslo, til Målfrid og min sin store glede!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9yKFq6gI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CAwq1wQrD9Q/s1600-h/SDC10623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9yKFq6gI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CAwq1wQrD9Q/s320/SDC10623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518521041807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vi måtte feire med champagne (som smakte heller merkelig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9ycVfWtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/00osJpnG06U/s1600-h/SDC10630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9ycVfWtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/00osJpnG06U/s320/SDC10630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518525939997394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;så milkshaken på Rye's falt litt mer i smak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Therese Marie fant heldigvis litt senere ut at hun måtte følge Synnøve-pusen sitt gode eksempel, og tok turen til oss noen uker senere. Så lesingen ble byttet ut med noen fine dager i TM's vakre nærvær:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9xnpe86I/AAAAAAAAAUk/D3PuIAWtWdg/s1600-h/P1020560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9xnpe86I/AAAAAAAAAUk/D3PuIAWtWdg/s320/P1020560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518511796777890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Slottsparken en fin vårdag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hUy7zBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9kV_KJ9aA-g/s1600-h/SDC10687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hUy7zBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9kV_KJ9aA-g/s320/SDC10687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519331369864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vi oppdaget Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's på nytt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hy3wJwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nvPGdpSceKc/s1600-h/SDC10750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hy3wJwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nvPGdpSceKc/s320/SDC10750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519339443136258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peppe's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hh0juOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Ts0B7U0O1Nc/s1600-h/SDC10726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hh0juOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Ts0B7U0O1Nc/s320/SDC10726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519334866335970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lene... hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ellers har også Lisa vært på besøk med meg! Fantastisk jente:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9xrWLpAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qxc-HtBEPn8/s1600-h/IMG_6508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9xrWLpAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qxc-HtBEPn8/s320/IMG_6508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518512789562370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Frognerparken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Så kom mai, og etter en særdeles innbringende konfirmasjon, fant også lillebroren min, Ruben André, ut at han skulle komme på besøk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_SU6I8eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Hw4b-rK5RRw/s1600-h/SDC10907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_SU6I8eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Hw4b-rK5RRw/s320/SDC10907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520173213676002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Og så kom 17. Mai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_Sntq-AI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zphaijMYU0k/s1600-h/SDC10981_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_Sntq-AI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zphaijMYU0k/s320/SDC10981_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520178261653506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg og Målfrid på grilling i Torshovparken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Og til min store overraskelse holdt faktisk Alex/ Morph/ Alexis/ SuperAlex - u name him, løftet sitt om å komme tilbake til Norge for å feire nasjonaldagen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lite visste jeg at han også hadde tenkt å flytte inn på rommet mitt... men det er alltid koselig med en Alex i nærheten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SigB-oVmQ7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yzj29nqqO0M/s1600-h/SDC13755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SigB-oVmQ7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yzj29nqqO0M/s320/SDC13755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343523133366617010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam og Alex på bursdagsfeiring ved Sognsvann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Også Liam holdt løftet sitt og kom omsider til Oslo! Enda en helg med nydelig vær og enda flere parkbesøk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_Te0GuNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cowYYeUG8vA/s1600-h/SDC13735_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_Te0GuNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cowYYeUG8vA/s320/SDC13735_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520193052588242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Utenfor Slottet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_SzH2grI/AAAAAAAAAV8/uD_AZKgWyzQ/s1600-h/SDC13730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_SzH2grI/AAAAAAAAAV8/uD_AZKgWyzQ/s320/SDC13730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520181324251826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vi ble flittige gjester på Cocoa on the gogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_TpfS9qI/AAAAAAAAAWM/V0cUJaEd-aE/s1600-h/SDC13741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif_TpfS9qI/AAAAAAAAAWM/V0cUJaEd-aE/s320/SDC13741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343520195918100130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Og Liv-Marie kom og joina oss for en liten piknik på Operataket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ellers har livet generelt vært bra i vår! Har kanskje brukt litt for få timer på skolen, men til gjengeld hengt mye sammen med de nydelige vennene mine i Oslo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hL9LZII/AAAAAAAAAVM/3HRD0jefELw/s1600-h/SDC10639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-hL9LZII/AAAAAAAAAVM/3HRD0jefELw/s320/SDC10639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343519328996910210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Endelig fikk Lene og jeg lagd den mye omtalte lasagnaen vår.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9yLFJifI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UtzSH1E7-90/s1600-h/SDC10610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif9yLFJifI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UtzSH1E7-90/s320/SDC10610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518521308056050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Og utrolig nok kom Livikken og jeg oss til den kinesiske ambassaden for å fikse visum til Kina! (Bortsett fra at dette er feil ambassade, så gikk det til slutt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8006239990228760714?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8006239990228760714/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8006239990228760714' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8006239990228760714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8006239990228760714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/06/skippertak.html' title='Skippertak'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/Sif-g_H3v1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/cWzoCSMx2GI/s72-c/SDC10636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-2010780888829218883</id><published>2009-03-08T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:55:22.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the world</title><content type='html'>China here I come!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-2010780888829218883?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/2010780888829218883/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=2010780888829218883' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2010780888829218883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2010780888829218883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2009/03/around-world.html' title='Around the world'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5013913181944807834</id><published>2008-12-11T23:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:20:45.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Closest Thing to Heaven</title><content type='html'>Ferdig med eksamen!! Trenge ej sei meir? Ei veke til på jobb no, so e det FERIE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5013913181944807834?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5013913181944807834/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5013913181944807834' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5013913181944807834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5013913181944807834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/12/closest-thing-to-heaven.html' title='Closest Thing to Heaven'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5983933348117257450</id><published>2008-12-08T00:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:18:59.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing For the Moment</title><content type='html'>Kanskje på tide med ei lita oppdatering..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etter et halvår i Norge e det vel lurt å skifte over til norsk også.. Språkforvirringa e nemlig ikkje så langt unna for tida. Spesielt ikkje no når spanskeksamen nærmar sej. Noke som mest sannsynlig e hovedgrunnen til at ej begynne å blogge litt igjen). Eksamenstida e som kjent den mest produktive tida - når det gjelde ALT anna enn eksamenslesing og pensum. Men nok om eksamen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sida sist he ej begynt å jobbe på Joker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxZsUTk5uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/uuozk9EGGQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxZsUTk5uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/uuozk9EGGQ4/s320/IMG_2979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277191481271314146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laga musikkvideoar med A.J retard-Molf og hyper-Liv Dalton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxXrr2mPAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cCpOr6HSJww/s1600-h/Bilde+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxXrr2mPAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cCpOr6HSJww/s320/Bilde+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277189271389092866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxXsFwDJRI/AAAAAAAAATA/MlkvPchIp-c/s1600-h/Bilde+42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxXsFwDJRI/AAAAAAAAATA/MlkvPchIp-c/s320/Bilde+42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277189278340949266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og hengt rundt omkring og begynt å planlegge backpacking i Asia.. Dessverre e det foreløpig langt fra planlegging til realitet, men det e vel lov å drømme...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5983933348117257450?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5983933348117257450/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5983933348117257450' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5983933348117257450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5983933348117257450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-for-moment.html' title='Sing For the Moment'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/STxZsUTk5uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/uuozk9EGGQ4/s72-c/IMG_2979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4523640771885128421</id><published>2008-09-02T00:35:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:54:27.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the backyard</title><content type='html'>Doing the "Bear Dance" is now the most common way to see Livvy and me moving around... Probably not the best sight, but whatever makes you happy, right? Living in Oslo is definitely making me happy, so I'm having second thoughts about moving to England, but I guess it'll be cool wherever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvGZMwS2I/AAAAAAAAANA/4qTVBUSyKco/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvGZMwS2I/AAAAAAAAANA/4qTVBUSyKco/s320/IMG_2690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241186221986696034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving by bus is not recommended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvHJeHn8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/_y7zVTqeQYo/s1600-h/IMG_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvHJeHn8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/_y7zVTqeQYo/s320/IMG_2703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241186234944430018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd left the rain in Bergen..&lt;br /&gt;It appears that the only thing missing was my umbrella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvG_rnPzI/AAAAAAAAANI/D-PB04KUyp4/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvG_rnPzI/AAAAAAAAANI/D-PB04KUyp4/s320/IMG_2693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241186232316673842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my mood got better when Livvy woke me up to clean my room&lt;br /&gt;Yeayy.. room service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvHmsrqZI/AAAAAAAAANg/DO-HX1L66l0/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvHmsrqZI/AAAAAAAAANg/DO-HX1L66l0/s320/IMG_2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241186242790140306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paola came to visit us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwdBTVjuI/AAAAAAAAANo/5mazcuUxCUA/s1600-h/IMG_2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwdBTVjuI/AAAAAAAAANo/5mazcuUxCUA/s320/IMG_2711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241187710220472034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found the worst looking dress ever in a second-hand shop&lt;br /&gt;at Grünerløkka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwdmPjJ2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/GvQ1lSDCM4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwdmPjJ2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/GvQ1lSDCM4Y/s320/IMG_2716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241187720136697698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we tried to be tourists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwd9qyh8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/1JFlIYZNDFw/s1600-h/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxwd9qyh8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/1JFlIYZNDFw/s320/IMG_2729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241187726424967106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Liv-Marie and I went to Vigelandsparken for a piknik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxweAz2xpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HzwiqFO2wXA/s1600-h/IMG_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxweAz2xpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HzwiqFO2wXA/s320/IMG_2742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241187727268300434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyytD8BVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Wp29xavgPkw/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyytD8BVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Wp29xavgPkw/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190281767552338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinnataggen.. yeayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxs2jcNnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vdKaDG8LyD8/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxs2jcNnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vdKaDG8LyD8/s320/IMG_2819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241189081724761714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh.. two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxsolMrTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CmXEGhQ-97E/s1600-h/IMG_2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxsolMrTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CmXEGhQ-97E/s320/IMG_2794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241189077974035762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxtFjuXFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pDGUcJLo8Cw/s1600-h/IMG_2826_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxxtFjuXFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pDGUcJLo8Cw/s320/IMG_2826_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241189085752482898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to blend in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyy7CslkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7iYt_-gEV38/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyy7CslkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7iYt_-gEV38/s320/IMG_2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190285520442946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. somebody loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Alex, an Aussie guy that also just moved here, stayed at my place for a few days, and we went swimming in the freezing (!!) cold water at Sognsvann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyzQGDRdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/a-wZxLv-BxM/s1600-h/IMG_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyzQGDRdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/a-wZxLv-BxM/s320/IMG_2861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190291171657170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex being brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyzozXHxI/AAAAAAAAAPY/njEq-mjuVvA/s1600-h/IMG_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxyzozXHxI/AAAAAAAAAPY/njEq-mjuVvA/s320/IMG_2865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190297804152594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;afterwards we went back to make pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when do I study...?&lt;br /&gt;Well.. there's always plenty of time.. Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4523640771885128421?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4523640771885128421/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4523640771885128421' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4523640771885128421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4523640771885128421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/09/dancing-in-backyard.html' title='Dancing in the backyard'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SLxvGZMwS2I/AAAAAAAAANA/4qTVBUSyKco/s72-c/IMG_2690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8906559118748025301</id><published>2008-08-10T00:56:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:48:00.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road Again..</title><content type='html'>This week I've been in Bergen to pick up as much of my belongings as possible. I got a ride down with Solbjørg, and I stayed at Liv-Marie's place in Askøy. Poor girl, I really started to feel like home there! But despite all the packing I had to do, it was really fun being back in the city of my heart! Correction... one of the cities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikLxZOFI/AAAAAAAAALg/hqAQtgTVpik/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikLxZOFI/AAAAAAAAALg/hqAQtgTVpik/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232657822081693778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely driver... With.. milk chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when back in the city with too much to do and too many temptations, you kind of need a to-do list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Number one was definitely to see my dear travel mates again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4kr89HiSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sQlocNDVTRg/s1600-h/IMG_2678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4kr89HiSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sQlocNDVTRg/s320/IMG_2678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660154566543650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with LM, E &amp;amp; TM again! Almost like being back on SubWay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4krMn165I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/U9GMPmIFylY/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4krMn165I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/U9GMPmIFylY/s320/IMG_2677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660141592406930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4kqAuP_XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hYrv5t00FFk/s1600-h/IMG_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4kqAuP_XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hYrv5t00FFk/s320/IMG_2674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660121218186610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she didn't join us, Målfrid is still our travel mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Then I had to start doing the boring stuff... Packing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikottmiI/AAAAAAAAALw/7pMkUFjJITI/s1600-h/IMG_2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikottmiI/AAAAAAAAALw/7pMkUFjJITI/s320/IMG_2669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232657829850880546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liv-Marie helped me fix my enormous dream-closet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4lIieWkXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lBvUuY5Wrqs/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ilGA5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GTA01LCUoCo/s1600-h/IMG_2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ilGA5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GTA01LCUoCo/s320/IMG_2671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232657837715973058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who needs a man..? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikWpel4I/AAAAAAAAALo/Z4rN9YvHuT4/s1600-h/IMG_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikWpel4I/AAAAAAAAALo/Z4rN9YvHuT4/s320/IMG_2667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232657825001281410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially when we got a cat to cuddle with! "Taggeline" joined us while working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Hang around, doing nothing with good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ilcByqzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2-OpLI_P5Jk/s1600-h/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ilcByqzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2-OpLI_P5Jk/s320/IMG_2672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232657843625306930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back with the chicas! Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Hot Chocolate at the Little Coffee Company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4lIieWkXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lBvUuY5Wrqs/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4lIieWkXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lBvUuY5Wrqs/s320/IMG_2688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660645674389874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;defintion of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Spoil myself just a little... or a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4lI6XMb6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/fJ88p_Ac4Sg/s1600-h/IMG_2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4lI6XMb6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/fJ88p_Ac4Sg/s320/IMG_2689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660652086816674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calories..? Never heard of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Make weird food at Liv-Marie's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ksCiyUiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_VhUpyZeI7c/s1600-h/IMG_2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ksCiyUiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_VhUpyZeI7c/s320/IMG_2681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660156066714146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She finally got me to taste something that looked weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) Meet up with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ksfYjzfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6jEGd_MZQ-c/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ksfYjzfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6jEGd_MZQ-c/s320/IMG_2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660163808447986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silje-Marie &amp;amp; Henning were in the city at the same time as I. I stayed overnight with them on the coach in their friends house. The pizza we got for dinner had a pretty weird shape... Of course we had to take a picture of that... (I didn't let them look happy either.. Poor guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, you're not getting any photos.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back home, doing the same thing as I feel like I've done forever... Which means that I'm still.. packing!! Need to get my necessities to Oslo as well! Looking forward to moving, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8906559118748025301?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8906559118748025301/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8906559118748025301' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8906559118748025301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8906559118748025301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-road-again.html' title='On The Road Again..'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SJ4ikLxZOFI/AAAAAAAAALg/hqAQtgTVpik/s72-c/IMG_2658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-9137485162624150023</id><published>2008-07-26T18:06:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:30:39.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime..</title><content type='html'>...and the livin' is supposed to be easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I'm back into reality! Life is no longer a Beatles musical, though it's still a bunch of different melodies! I guess I just like travelling a lot more than I like working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's no reason to complain! Despite spending a lot of time working, I've had lots of fun these sweet summerdays as well! And although the weather has been pretty bad for some time, the sun is taking revenge, giving us a real summer with hot days and late, sunny nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WfN2SB1I/AAAAAAAAALY/dQeT7WhQbY8/s1600-h/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WfN2SB1I/AAAAAAAAALY/dQeT7WhQbY8/s320/IMG_2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563155437881170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with my sweet Sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday Marie, Kamilla, Jorun and I visited Ingrid in Austefjorden. We had a bbq down by the seaside, ate too much of Jorun's candy and decided to take a swim with the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VFVt-WOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/R012MB6ephQ/s1600-h/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VFVt-WOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/R012MB6ephQ/s320/IMG_2624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228561611362293986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VFnM7tPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k7jju-st_3s/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VFnM7tPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k7jju-st_3s/s320/IMG_2626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228561616055547122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamilla &amp;amp; Jorun bbqing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VGOqwu7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q_xyUk3t0Ww/s1600-h/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VGOqwu7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q_xyUk3t0Ww/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228561626649639858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely portrait of me and the nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VxUSVONI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ySWHLrIf-Xw/s1600-h/IMG_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VxUSVONI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ySWHLrIf-Xw/s320/IMG_2632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228562366892161234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the boat out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-Vx5PiyvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nMfour0cJfM/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-Vx5PiyvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nMfour0cJfM/s320/IMG_2635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228562376812579570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VHOtlEtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5ePumKZYBpA/s1600-h/IMG_2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VHOtlEtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5ePumKZYBpA/s320/IMG_2631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228561643841327826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VyORrxtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ug81FCsAcH0/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VyORrxtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ug81FCsAcH0/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228562382458701522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weeks ago Liv-marie came to visit me, and she finally got a look at how it is to live in a real smalltown. "Rånar" (people using LOTS of time driving around in their cars) became a new word in her vocabulary, and spending too much time driving around the gas station in Ørsta, she kind of got a hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-Vy3CKZOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/91cZMHBaeOM/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-Vy3CKZOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/91cZMHBaeOM/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228562393399452898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vassendgutane... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VzcCTTcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kpyulejd8E8/s1600-h/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-VzcCTTcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kpyulejd8E8/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228562403332148674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate melted in the microwave! One of the many things we missed doing when in Bolivia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WeNtpRbI/AAAAAAAAALI/73Cytm1bEVI/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WeNtpRbI/AAAAAAAAALI/73Cytm1bEVI/s320/IMG_2607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563138221786546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sightseeing" in Ørsta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WerT69tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0sNyi1xnkaI/s1600-h/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WerT69tI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0sNyi1xnkaI/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563146166957778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual jumping-pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to really apprecciate Norway! Especially the nature! So I spend much hanging around outside, just looking at the mountains and surroundings. It might sound boring, but I think it's amazing! I'm soon moving to Oslo to start studying spanish and greek, so I need to enjoy it while I can;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-9137485162624150023?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/9137485162624150023/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=9137485162624150023' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9137485162624150023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/9137485162624150023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/07/summertime.html' title='Summertime..'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SI-WfN2SB1I/AAAAAAAAALY/dQeT7WhQbY8/s72-c/IMG_2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-2061148348914306561</id><published>2008-06-15T00:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:33:16.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I've just seen a face</title><content type='html'>One of the best things about being out traveling is to come back home and see the people that you love. Yesterday I finally got to see Sia again!:) And I've almost never been so surprised as when I came back home and discovered that my seven years old younger little brother had grown several inches and is now higher than me. I love hanging out with him again, although I'm probably a pretty boring sister at the moment. I've got a pretty bad jetlag, so it's impossible even trying to talk to me before 3 p.m. So the coming days I'm only planning on getting back to normal and finally get all of my stuff out of my backpack - without having to repack it! Everybody that's been living in a backpack for a longer period of time know what I'm talking about. One of the most satisfying feelings in the world....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't make it to Canada, so we spent all of the last ten days in New York. We had a great time, but it was extremely hot the last few days. With a temperature on around 36 degrees Celcius, we decided that indoor was the best place to be. Even sunbathing in Central Park got too hot some of the days. But (unfortunately) the inside the shops in NY isn't the worst place to be.. We got from relatively broke to completely broke, but hey - it's NY...! Besides the shopping we went to the museum of natural history, checked out what the different parts of Manhattan had to offer, enjoyed each others company (when we didn' want to kill each other because of the heat) and went to the Late Show with David Letterman. We managed to get tickets for tuesday's show, where among others, Mark Wahlberg and Alanis Morisette were guests. It was a lot of fun! Although the extremely loud laughter of the girl in the seat next to me almost freaked me out. (Watch the show, and you'll definitely hear what I'm talking about!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flights back home all went well, but it's really weird to have split up with the girls that I have spent almost everyday with the last five months. But the feeling of having my own room and not having to share my bed either is pretty good to. At least for a couple of weeks! Guess we're all going to get a bit bored back home after being used to travel around so much. Anyway.. Guess this is the end of my blogging, but I always get a lot of questions about where to go and what to see in the Latin, so I'll try to come up with some recommendations later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-2061148348914306561?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/2061148348914306561/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=2061148348914306561' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2061148348914306561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2061148348914306561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-just-seen-face.html' title='I&apos;ve just seen a face'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4520148336060558815</id><published>2008-06-05T03:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:37:07.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It won't be long</title><content type='html'>Five months have past, and the trip is going to an end. There's no doubt that this is the end of an era, cause the five of us have developed a strong and good friendship, but at the same time I think all of us are excited to go back home as well. If we decide not to go to Canada, which our budget might not allow, this is our last destination. New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun meeting up with Elise, Synnøve and TM again, but since I haven't been able to blog in a while, I choose to focus on Liv-Marie and my trip to California..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out in San Francisco where we did the main attractions as Golden Gate Bridge, Fisherman's Wharf and seeing Alcatraz (from far away, though), and enjoyed being back in an English speaking country. With good ice cream and chocolate!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPzFwQAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gik_R52hFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPzFwQAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gik_R52hFQ/s320/IMG_1450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208210930326847490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Gate Bridge, and Liv-Marie with San Francisco in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIQDMlfCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sT7aw1_xjlE/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIQDMlfCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sT7aw1_xjlE/s320/IMG_1463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208210934650469410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPPCWCnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PkbNONbRUE4/s1600-h/IMG_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPPCWCnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PkbNONbRUE4/s320/IMG_1413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208210920648870514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking the San Francisco tram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPWtEt6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/GhTWj-yrgPE/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPWtEt6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/GhTWj-yrgPE/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208210922707138466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Berkeley to have a look and spent some time in Washington Park reading and pikniking, but the place we fell in love with was Height &amp;amp; Ashbury! Also known as the hippie- and gay area of San Francisco. We met a lot of interesting people and went shopping in the weird and cheap shops. We stayed in a 12-bed dorm and got to know a group of guys from England and Australia that we hung out with. We also went to a very good concert with a musician we lived with, before Livvy and I tried out different clubs afterwards. In my opinion, Beauty Bar is definitely worth a visit if you're going to San Francisco! It's an old beauty salon redone to a club, and they only played rock and indie-rock. We also went to Zeitgeist which was pretty cool, but the atmosphere reminded us more of a nowegian festival than a club, so we didn't stay for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four days we traveled to Los Angeles, where we stayed for a week and had so much fun! We had a lot of new and interesting experiences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at two different hostels at Venice Beach, a place where all the people that didn't fit into the fancy side of LA stayed. It meant that we had to spend a lot of time on the bus again, since the distances are so big in LA, but we're definitely used to bus now, so that turned out well. We played a lot of Yanif;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJvXtu1zI/AAAAAAAAAIw/I7HaXhxc-sk/s1600-h/IMG_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJvXtu1zI/AAAAAAAAAIw/I7HaXhxc-sk/s320/IMG_1618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208212572245776178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual sights in Venice Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHUKt0B9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Hiv3Y7g6iSA/s1600-h/california+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHUKt0B9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Hiv3Y7g6iSA/s320/california+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209905876731858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Los Angeles we did a lot of the typical tourist-things to do. Hung out in Santa Monica Beach, Malibu and Beverly Hills, but we spent most of the time in Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJv8CFlwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q98vi9Z4iRg/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJv8CFlwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q98vi9Z4iRg/s320/IMG_1632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208212581994829570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJwNh6w3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/or8OCxKfybw/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJwNh6w3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/or8OCxKfybw/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208212586691740530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me outside George Harrison's house.&lt;br /&gt;Stalker, me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHNiskA4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/i6r8TCP2l0w/s1600-h/california+2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHNiskA4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/i6r8TCP2l0w/s320/california+2+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209792054854530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Zuma Beach in Malibu&lt;br /&gt;Where Baywatched was filmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHPkSyFFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0O8lUD71jj8/s1600-h/california+2+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHPkSyFFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0O8lUD71jj8/s320/california+2+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209826843333714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the Universal Studios where I was sure I was going to die because of Liv-Marie's eager to do the scary rollercoasters, but when we went on the rides, it wasn't hard to see that LM was a bit disappointed. I only felt relief, though! But it was very cool to take the studio tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJwgecooI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YJ5I1OXtfOs/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJwgecooI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YJ5I1OXtfOs/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208212591777456770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Krustyland!!! in Universal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJw3nfDYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PQWCR1X7qWU/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdJw3nfDYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PQWCR1X7qWU/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208212597989379458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisteria Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to reach one of our main goals in Hollywood.. getting discovered by a "music manager". On the bus from Malibu to Venice we met this junkie-guy that really wanted us to make a girl band and publish his music. Not our big dream, but he didn't seem to care too much about that, so we spent the next half hour talking to him. He told us he had this famous manager friend with a big studio and so on, and he gave us his number. We just had to make sure we made the music before we hooked up with him! Haha.. and he was serious, that's the scary part!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got invited to this posh party in Sunset, but after we arrived we found out that the place was just too fancy for us. It was located in SkyBar, where celebs use to go, but we felt kind of diplaced in this huge bar with a swimmingpool, couches everywhere and too "beautiful" girls with almost no clothes on, so we went to the Viper Room instead. The bar that Johnny Depp used to own, and where River Phoenix died. That was a good choice, cause we got to see a really good concert there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIO-LqmmI/AAAAAAAAAII/BAwIQt5H85I/s1600-h/california+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIO-LqmmI/AAAAAAAAAII/BAwIQt5H85I/s320/california+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208210916124564066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Viper Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we tried to get back to Venice by bus, since we only had 20 dollars, but that was impossible, so a very nice taxi driver offered to drive us instead. He had seen that we were talking to this guy at the Sunset Strip that got arrested, so he found that he better drive us home. The original price to Venice by taxi is about 50 - 60 dollars, so we was pretty lucky. We felt kind of bad when we turned him down when he asked us out afterwards, though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. we met this guy at Sunset that wanted us to hit him because he was so depressed. He was crying because he had lost his job, and we did our best to comfort the poor guy. But suddenly the police showed up while we were talking to him and handcuffed him. They asked us if we were with him, but they got it when we explained that we'd only been talking to him. So fortunately they didn't question us any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing we managed to do was getting stalked by paparazzi photographers in the park. We were walking around in Beverly Hills with sunglasses and a hat, and were sitting behind a tree to drink juice, and suddenly this photographer started stalking us and driving around with his car taking lots of pictures of us. Pretty weird, but really just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got our private tour in the House of Blues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHQxCbpGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7PL6oXcyV44/s1600-h/california+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHQxCbpGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7PL6oXcyV44/s320/california+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209847444284514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Main Stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHSOlRMCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DNbWVLn8COo/s1600-h/california+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdHSOlRMCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DNbWVLn8COo/s320/california+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209872554897442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and backstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as mentioned before, we're in New York and slowing things down. Maybe not the right city to chill out in, but we've been travelling so much lately that it's nice just to walk around in the different parts of Manhattan, hanging around at Starbucks or go to the cinema. We're having a good time, but there's no doubt that we're all starting to get pretty eager to go back home to see our friends and families again!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4520148336060558815?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4520148336060558815/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4520148336060558815' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4520148336060558815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4520148336060558815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-wont-be-long.html' title='It won&apos;t be long'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SEdIPzFwQAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gik_R52hFQ/s72-c/IMG_1450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-4614738086982456</id><published>2008-05-20T05:05:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:41:13.498+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Mystery Tour</title><content type='html'>It hasn't been much more than a week that Livvy and I have been travelling around ourselves, but the trip has become quite magical and mysterious already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Uyuni, we went to La Paz where we stayed for two nights, and we rode down the 63 km on the death road with a mountain bike. It was one of the best trips I've ever been to, but a little scary as well. It's the most dangerous road in the world, and only since January there's been 45 people that have died on that road. The past few two weeks it's been as much as ten people. We were a group with eight people. Two aussies that we joined to Titicaca later on, two girls from switzerland, a frenchie, a guy from netherland and ourselves. We had some almost-accidents, but we all made the whole trip! It was really amazing! The fact that we were riding about 3000 m. downhill made us see, and definitely feel, the changes in climate. On the top of the hill it was freezing. We had to wear lots of clothes and double pair of gloves and it was snowing, windy and ice on the road. Pretty scary to be honest, but that's part of the experience in doing the death road. It had been raining for two days, so further down, on the second and largest part, where the road is at the smallest, it was all muddy and slippery. The guides told us that it was really dangerous in that kind of weather, but everybody made it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOgZqgRhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SB3BYE5sJ-E/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOgZqgRhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SB3BYE5sJ-E/s320/IMG_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202729050583352850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Death Road from far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOf5qgRgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PLFKSGTr7Ok/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOf5qgRgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PLFKSGTr7Ok/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202729041993418242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livvy ready to roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOgpqgRiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gNIYfd9jFic/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOgpqgRiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gNIYfd9jFic/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202729054878320162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOfpqgRfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JKIESh37Keg/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOfpqgRfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JKIESh37Keg/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202729037698450930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As mentioned, the weather wasn't too good. Pretty foggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we had planned to go directly from La Paz to Cusco, but when Jon and Drew, our new Australian friends, asked us if we wanted to join to Copacabana and Lake Titicaca first, they were too charming not to join, so Titicaca it was. We stayed at a hostel down by the lake, and enjoyed the nice atmosphere in the small city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOhJqgRjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/akLbd3NfoQw/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOhJqgRjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/akLbd3NfoQw/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202729063468254770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, Livvy &amp;amp; Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPZ5qgRkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Le7QB09-eKM/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPZ5qgRkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Le7QB09-eKM/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202730038425830978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in the hills at Isla del Sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPaJqgRlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Chk7xxUuU5s/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPaJqgRlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Chk7xxUuU5s/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202730042720798290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wanted to go to Peru the next day, but unfortunately for us the bus companies went on strike, so we all got stuck in Copacabana the next three days. We spent the days relaxing, enjoying the nature and going to Isla del Sol. Friday evening we arrived in Cusco, and we split up with the guys. Pretty anxious about not getting tickets till Machu Picchu, we still managed to get train tickets from our new friend Cesar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machu Picchu was amazing! Magical and mysterious at once, and we had fun walking around in the labyrints, having our usual photoshoots. Liv-Marie wasn't too excited about me running towards all the cliffs to enjoy the view, but in the end she joined me and laid down on a big rock on the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPbJqgRoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XBsBWhnIfDk/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPbJqgRoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XBsBWhnIfDk/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202730059900667522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPapqgRnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6qfiuS2NYBM/s1600-h/IMG_1141_2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPapqgRnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6qfiuS2NYBM/s320/IMG_1141_2_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202730051310732914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running around, freaking out Liv-Marie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to say other than that there definitely is a reson why Machu Picchu is one of the seventh wonders of the world. We went there on the 17 of May, which is the national day of Norway. Fortunately we got hold of a red pen in Aguas Calientes, and we managed to draw a norwegian flag that we brought to the top. Definitely the best celebration ever. Though the celebration dinner was rather depressing. In Cusco, my credit card decided to go on a strike as well, and we only had enough money to Machu Picchu and nothing else. We were prepared to spend the night in the hostel lobby since we didn't have more money for sleeping, which also meant that dinner of the day was doomed to be a Twix chocolate bar to share between us. But it sure was the best Twix bar we've ever had!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPaZqgRmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/i_et7IZLcuY/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPPaZqgRmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/i_et7IZLcuY/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202730047015765602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Direkte inne fra Machu Picchu! Det er 17. Mai, og her ser vi hva barna har laget"&lt;br /&gt;Liv-Marie pretending to be on national TV with the norwegian flag we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Aguas Calientes we had to wait between three or four hours before the train left for Cusco. We used some of our last soles to buy a pack of crackers and sat on a bench. Two elderly ladies joined our company, and we had a good chat. They'd been traveling all over the world and had a lot to tell us. We didn't tell them anything about our money problems, but out of nowhere they gave us twenty dollars and told us to go buy some food. Guardian angels for sure! So we got to buy some bread and managed to pay for another night of accomodation. The next day my card started working again, so it wasn't crisis after all, and we've decided to pay the money forward instead, since we can't pay it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had so much fun these days, but there sure hasn't been lack of stress either! When we came back to Cusco after Machu Picchu at 2 am, we couldn't find the note with the address of our hostel, and we had to call poor Cesar who knew. He was out partying, so the police came and had to talk to him to understand his drunk spanish, and we got a police escort back home. But that wasn far from the most stressful! Cesar helped us out with changing our bus tickets to Lima, but on sunday morning there'd been a big misunderstanding, and Cesar didn't show up with the tickets. We had an extremely tight time limit to get to Lima because of our flight, and we didn't reach Cesar on the phone before twenty minutes after eight, when the bus had already gone. He caught us a cab and we managed to catch up with the bus with the speed of 130 km/h. When we finally got into the bus, the busdriver literally threw us out of the bus again and tried to drive away with our luggage. We had to jump back on the bus in speed and force them to stop and give us back our luggage. It appeared that Yolis, another guy, was the one that had our tickets, and he hadn't showed up yet. So the bus drove away without us, but at least we got our luggage back. We started to feel the panic building up, and Cesar even started to cry because he felt so guilty. Terrible! But although we had to buy new tickets to Lima, we were lucky enough to catch another bus a few hours later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in Lima in a very cheap hotel with... hot showers!!!! Really saved the day! So today we're just going to relax and enjoy the last full day in South America... Most likely with watching Narnia and going to the casino to use our new skills in blackjack;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-4614738086982456?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/4614738086982456/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=4614738086982456' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4614738086982456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/4614738086982456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/05/magical-mystery-tour.html' title='Magical Mystery Tour'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SDPOgZqgRhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SB3BYE5sJ-E/s72-c/IMG_0480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5338678207993969911</id><published>2008-05-11T22:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:03:27.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fool On The Hill</title><content type='html'>No, we're not sane! Being stuck in Uyuni - where there's nothing else to do than visiting the saltdesert, makes you do the weirdest things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddWZqgRXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c2v3c1kL2-o/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddWZqgRXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c2v3c1kL2-o/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226934250194290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liv-Marie on the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddXZqgRYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KEtbWDRUIh0/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddXZqgRYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KEtbWDRUIh0/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226951430063490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Santini/ Evo/ Maribell - Liv-Marie's guitar that keep on changing it's name. And I'm looking stunning as always ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddX5qgRZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_7NoF626PhA/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddX5qgRZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_7NoF626PhA/s320/IMG_0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226960019998098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddYZqgRaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H5_xZzFmmTg/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddYZqgRaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H5_xZzFmmTg/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226968609932706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We were running after the poor llamas. But look how adorable they are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddYpqgRbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cHTNegOptOg/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddYpqgRbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cHTNegOptOg/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226972904900018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livvy-girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5338678207993969911?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5338678207993969911/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5338678207993969911' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5338678207993969911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5338678207993969911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/05/fool-on-hill.html' title='The Fool On The Hill'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCddWZqgRXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c2v3c1kL2-o/s72-c/IMG_0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5628228014099196372</id><published>2008-05-10T23:35:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:57:57.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticket To Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZPKRJPFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CkfWimnOde8/s1600-h/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198870568090811474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZPKRJPFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CkfWimnOde8/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in Salar de Uyuni &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I didn't imagine it would be this hard to get tickets to wherever. Liv-Marie and I are travelling by ourself now, and we're currently stuck in Uyuni. The plan was to go either to La Paz, Ororu or to Chile, but that's pretty hard without tickets. The bus was full both to La Paz and to Ororu, and the bus to Chile goes only one day a week (so typical bolivian), so we're still in Uyuni. It's so extremely cold here, so we've had to buy a lot of bolivian clothes to keep us warm - that doesn't look very good - and share the bed. It's like being back in Norway, but that's because it's so high here. It'll probably get better wherever we're going next. We don't know where that is going to be yet, but probably Cusco since it's so hard to get tickets to Macchu Picchu. We'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a really great day yesterday at the Salar. Since we're used to always be the center of attention when we're five girls togethr, it was a different experience to just be the two of us. But indeed very fun. We got ourselves three new best friends. Dan the man from England and two Argie-guys. We also shared the car with two women from Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198870580975713410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZP6RJPII/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZCBZtXT5wcY/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our new best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198870572385778786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZPaRJPGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Kzsp3JY-zXo/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;family dinner with the others from the car&lt;br /&gt;We had to eat llama-meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty amazing to see a desert of salt, and Liv-Marie and I had our usual photoshoot. On the bus to Uyuni LM's camera got robbed, and mine is already stolen, so we had to buy a new camera. Pretty cheap and crappy, but we can't go to Peru without a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a hotel made only of salt, drove far into the desert, and to a cactus island. Except from the fact that we had to eat lama, it was a really good trip. We also went to the train-cemetary, where we saw (and climbed into) the first trains of Boliva. It wasn't the coolest thing ever, but we had a lot of fun. Maybe too much, because Ariel, one of the Argentinian guys, managed to seriously ask us if we were friends or partners... Hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198870563795844162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZO6RJPEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QV8EJM0cjd4/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Inside the hotel. The walls and the sculptures are all made of salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198870576680746098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZPqRJPHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pkZyM_hOGPM/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Livvy on the cactus island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198873797906218130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYcLKRJPJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rY8t2YSzQmY/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the train cemetary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198873806496152738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYcLqRJPKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/s8KHMIAs75k/s320/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we tried to make the best out of being stuck in Uyuni. We decided that going for a llama-hunt would be the perfect thing to do. We dressed into our backpacker clothes since we were going to the countryside, and caught a cab. The poor taxi driver had to drive around to find the llamas, and he ended up being our personal photographer. Well, we just wanted to discover his hidden talents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he thought we were sane, though. We brought Liv-Marie's guitar and some bolivian instruments and had fun running around and playing in the countryside. Then we changed into dresses and had a small photoshoot. Poor, poor driver! (He actually asked us if we were lovers as well. What are we doing wrong??) But we had a pretty good day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5628228014099196372?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5628228014099196372/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5628228014099196372' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5628228014099196372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5628228014099196372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/05/ticket-to-ride.html' title='Ticket To Ride'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SCYZPKRJPFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CkfWimnOde8/s72-c/Kathrine+og+Liv-Maries+roadtrip+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-3082031034306435877</id><published>2008-05-05T01:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:58:25.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I should have known better</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I really should have known better than laying Prudence all by herself in the luggage shelf on the bus to Asuncion. My dear Prudence, the beautiful blue guitar with such a wonderful personality, is very much missed! Yeah, she had her beauty flaws with her old strings, being sandy and bled on. She liked to make herself out of tune, but she was still my Prudence! Now she's with some stranger somewhere in Paraguay, while I ended up with too much time to write on my blog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should have known better than planning too many things for these last weeks in Bolivia. It's weird how different they ended up to be compared to my expectations. I thought I would be all healthy and back to normal again after returning from the hospital, but I turned out to be wrong. I'd been looking forward to do more stuff this week than i usually do in one month. First of all I was supposed to finish my bachelor assignment, (which I don't get to finish this semester after all) and then I would spend time with the girls from the orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love those girls! I've especially gotten to know Louisa, Eva, Josephine and Volvina. Eva is a really smart girl. She gets the logic in games really fast and is always happy and laughing. Volvina is thirteen, and a bit more shy than the other girls. She's such a lovely girl, though! Josephine is the one that needs the most attention. She's always running around and wants you to talk to her all the time. Louisa is the small, shy girl that's absolutely a heartbreaker. She's such a sensitive girl that might go away by herself just to stare into the air, but has a strong need for people to hug or touch her. I really wish I had more time and strength to hang out with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also planned to work on my spanish, but talking with the doctors is enough practise for a long time. That's a good thing about me getting sick, though - being forced to speak and understand spanish. And it seems like I might have to skip the paragliding. But I'll focus on the positive things instead.. I get to eat lots of healthy food! Vegetable soup, tomato soup, chicken soup, noodle soup.. I can use a lot of time writing on my blog - though I'll write about things I won't do instead of things I'm doing;) I get to listen to a lot of new music, and I can finally do what you're supposed to do when you're travelling... connect with your inner self.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I've actually managed to do some touristy things this week! Elise, Liv-Marie and I went to see the dinosaur footprints. It was cool to see a theme parkish thing here in Sucre. It wasn't very big, though, but it was fun to see Sucre´s big pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196668927850034642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G21PPtdI/AAAAAAAAADo/RR8SH9RLxJ0/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The cracks are supposed to be footprints from the dinosaurs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196668932145001954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G3FPPteI/AAAAAAAAADw/jb40eEd5xL4/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Elise, Liv-Marie and the neck of the biggest dinosaur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm spending most of the time by myself, because the other girls are studying for their exam, and it's starting to get a bit boring. I'm looking forward to start traveling again, but I hate the fact that Liv-Marie and I are splitting up from the group. After being five girls for such a long time, It'll be very weird to be just the two of us backpacking in Chile and Peru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some pictures from my very eventful days at the hospital&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196668919260100034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G2VPPtcI/AAAAAAAAADg/8YDbGPdsEGQ/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Liv-Marie was my very own nurse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was staying with me in the hospital to take care of me:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196668902080230818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G1VPPtaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_FbRykJ8NUM/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A picture says more than a thousand words, huh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me sick, tired and longing for freedom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196668910670165426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G11PPtbI/AAAAAAAAADY/zc0tSaddRNk/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a few days with hospital food and too little sleep, Liv-Marie started to look like the sick one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-3082031034306435877?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/3082031034306435877/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=3082031034306435877' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3082031034306435877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3082031034306435877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-should-have-known-better.html' title='I should have known better'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SB5G21PPtdI/AAAAAAAAADo/RR8SH9RLxJ0/s72-c/IMG_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-2283549663943865605</id><published>2008-04-28T00:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:50:05.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Something</title><content type='html'>I can't explain what, but there's just something about Sucre. Something that doesn't make you want to leave without being sure that you'll return someday in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I arrived I didn't know very much about this country in the far south. The fact that Bolivia is the poorest country in South America was both challenging and interesting. How would it be for me, a norwegian girl, to move to Bolivia and face poverty in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Sucre makes you concerned about the politics whether you like it or not. I don’t think that the troubles in Bolivia is well known outside of SA, but at this time, there's a lot of conflicts inside the country. There's disagreements about whether Sucre should remain the capitol city of Bolivia or not, and there's a lot of issues concerning Evo Morales, the president. In general it's not dangerous to visit Sucre, but it's impossible not to feel the tension that's building up. Before christmas there was a huge riot that caused the death of three young bolivian men. The police let all of the prisoners free, while escaping from Sucre to Potosi themselves. Now the situation has calmed down, but the political situation is far from good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057158237336978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_d1PPtZI/AAAAAAAAADE/QD0zNcz7RaY/s320/P3060244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A small riot in March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057149647402370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_dVPPtYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xGAZGMEg2ps/s320/P3060243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057141057467762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_c1PPtXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E2m_WKsXxP0/s320/P3030222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the protest marches - a pretty usual sight nowadays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all these troubles, what is this something that makes you love Sucre so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the political problems, Sucre has got this warm, friendly atmosphere that makes you want to hug the small, white brickhouses that's surrounding the city. It's easy to make friends here, and you’ll learn a lot by talking to the people. Of course, you don't get very far without knowing some spanish, but that's part of the experience. As far as I've experienced it, it's impossible to sit alone at the plaza (the center of the city) without having at least three kids coming over to have a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057119582631250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_blPPtVI/AAAAAAAAACk/55uN7pZCQ3k/s320/Bolivia+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194057132467533154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_cVPPtWI/AAAAAAAAACs/UQjHsjfEQfk/s320/P3030220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls joining me at the Plaza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I like the most is just to walk in the big markets. In Mercado Negro and Mercado Campesino. In the markets, people are sitting on the side of the street selling vegetables, old women are gossiping and mothers look after their kids while working in the market. It's not how I would wanted Norway to be, though, but it's freeing to see how happy they can be despite the hard work, poverty and conflicts. Yeah, it's a cliché, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another something, which I'm not too proud of, that also make me love Sucre so much is the wealthy situation we're able to be in as norwegians. When living in Bolivia, we certainly have to make many sacrifices concerning luxury we're used to back home, but at the same time we don't have too many worries. We don't have to worry about not having enough money for the rent - cause it's not very much compared to home. We're able to travel and eat well, and in many cases we can live a better life than at home. But on the other hand, by being in a wealthy situation, you're also able to make an effort in helping people. By being up close to poverty and problems, you won't forget about others. This is what I love about Sucre. Being in this nice city, surrounded by sweet people, while at the same time I'm forced to challenge myself, my opinions and take a look outside of the box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-2283549663943865605?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/2283549663943865605/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=2283549663943865605' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2283549663943865605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/2283549663943865605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/04/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT_d1PPtZI/AAAAAAAAADE/QD0zNcz7RaY/s72-c/P3060244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-7553920492821144894</id><published>2008-04-27T23:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:15:30.589+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>All my troubles seemed so far away, but now it looks like I am here to stay - at Santa Barbara hospital in Sucre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this, I'm currently boring my ass of at the hospital, trying to make time go faster by writing or watching TV. Though I must say, I'm very impressed by the bolivian hospital. I've got my very own room with TV, bathroom and a view, and people taking care of me constantly. And yeah, this is what happened: Yesterday I suddenly got very ill and ended up becoming a vegetable that neither could talk or walk, so I got carried to the hospital and ended up staying here for the night - and most likely I'm going to stay here at least one more night. After getting medicine, I'm now pretty much back to normal. Though I guess I have to adjust my plans a bit, cause they found out that I had gotten a severe infection. But as long as I don't have to stay here for more than one more night, I'm all happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of nice being taken care of, thogh. Having doctors and nurses running in and out of the room all the time, and being visited by TM, Elise &amp;amp; Synnøve. They even brought me a flower:) And Liv-Marie is staying with me at the hospital, fulfilling every little wish I might have. Couldn't be more thankful for having such great friends! Enough about the hospital anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this is the last two weeks the five of us are together before we're splitting up for three whole weeks. None of us is looking forward to it, but with different wishes, we have to go different ways. Synnøve, Elise and TM want to spend more time here in Sucre, while Liv-Marie and I want to go to California. Which means that we also have to split up for Chile and Peru. We're all going to Arica in Chile and Cuzco, Macchu Piccu and Lima, but since we're leaving Bolivia at different times, we also have to visit Chile and Peru at different times. But then we'll enjoy these last two weeks even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I'm able to join in to after this infection, but these are our plans for the next two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;- go paragliding (Nothing's going to stop me from doing that)&lt;br /&gt;- visit the seven waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;- see the dinosaur footprints&lt;br /&gt;- take the Che-walk&lt;br /&gt;Liv-M and I are also visting Salar de Uyuni (the saltdesert) one of the upcoming days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the writing anyway. Need some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... ended up staying there for four days, but now I'm finally out!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-7553920492821144894?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/7553920492821144894/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=7553920492821144894' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7553920492821144894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/7553920492821144894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-8253756927443248064</id><published>2008-04-24T02:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:52:43.437+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WG1PPtFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gltwNKWGCVE/s1600-h/CIMG3987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WG1PPtFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gltwNKWGCVE/s320/CIMG3987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192604308240053330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Punto Del Este i Uruguay. Supposed to be one of the best beaches in South-America. Not sure about that, after all the beaches we've seen, but it was really a beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WHFPPtGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nnF2czJqQhQ/s1600-h/CIMG4230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WHFPPtGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nnF2czJqQhQ/s320/CIMG4230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192604312535020642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. what to say..?&lt;br /&gt;Liv-Marie had to lotion Mr. Macho's tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky girl, eay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WHlPPtHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nhbTNJi3iFw/s1600-h/CIMG4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WHlPPtHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nhbTNJi3iFw/s320/CIMG4260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192604321124955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta love Ihla Grande!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WIVPPtII/AAAAAAAAAAw/n4orSpvHSLc/s1600-h/P4060681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WIVPPtII/AAAAAAAAAAw/n4orSpvHSLc/s320/P4060681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192604334009857154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 in the morning.. TM, Liv-M and I ended up at a party in Flamengo in Rio.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful view, though! The Sugarloaf in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-8253756927443248064?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/8253756927443248064/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=8253756927443248064' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8253756927443248064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/8253756927443248064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-day-sunshine.html' title='Good Day Sunshine'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_WG1PPtFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gltwNKWGCVE/s72-c/CIMG3987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-6422502860829831901</id><published>2008-04-21T19:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:01:26.407+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long And Winding Road</title><content type='html'>Too long, way too winding, and it didn´t lead me to my home. Only to Santa Cruz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with the buses in South America? They're either too hot or too cold, and in most cases just freezing. If there's one hard lesson that I've learned by busing my way through South America, it is that aircondition definitely is a bad word. After splitting up with the other girls in Argentina, I decided to make my way back to Bolivia through Paraguay. I spent about a day in Asuncion, the capitol city of Paraguay, and the city lived up to it's expectations. Which is not a good thing... Because I was by myself in Asuncion on election day, I decided to check myself into a hotel instead of a hostel. After being spoiled with good breakfast in Sao Paolo, I went happily downstairs to receive some hotel-breakfast the next morning. Well.. The fact that the staff had decorated the breakfast-table with plastic fruit to make it look better speaks for itself.. More funny than annoying anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the whole day searching for my dear Prudence, my guitar which brutally was taken away from my on the way to Asuncion, I went looking for a bus to Bolivia. Trying to be smart, I bought a ticket from the only bus company that didn't have aircondition in their buses. Although I knew that it probably would mean low standard, I would risk whatever it took to get a warmer journey to Santa Cruz. Anyway.. what I hadn't counted on was that the lack of aircondition made the bus staff open all of the windows. So there I was, wishing for aircon istead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, you don't get the great importance of aircon before you try the buses in Latin-America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we're all together in Sucre again. We've had a really cool time travelling around, and there's no doubt that Argentina is the country closest to my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top things that I can remember at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;- Buenos Aires!! Just all of it!&lt;br /&gt;- Partying in Rio&lt;br /&gt;- Morningswimming at Copacabana&lt;br /&gt;- Staying at the weirdest hotel in Montevideo&lt;br /&gt;- Happy days in the sun at Ilha Grande&lt;br /&gt;- Seeing (and definitely feeling) the Iguazu Falls back in Argentina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-6422502860829831901?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/6422502860829831901/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=6422502860829831901' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6422502860829831901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/6422502860829831901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-and-winding-road.html' title='The Long And Winding Road'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-546871312568201385</id><published>2008-04-14T19:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:02:15.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here, There And Everywhere...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've realized that I'm horrible at updating this blog. Probably a good sign though, that we're not using too much time on the internet, but here's a short update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done a lot of travelling the last few weeks. Our first destination from Boliva was Buenos Aires. The busdrive from Sucre to BA was more or less 50 hours, but we finally made it to Argentina. BA was fantastic. We probably spent too much time in the shops, though, cause suddenly our backpacks were quite heavy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went to Uruguay and stayed at Hotel Montevideo. It was the coolest hotel we've ever been to! Probably because it was really big, and we were the only guests in the hotel. And the staff were so sweet. Anyway, Montevideo was more relaxing than partying, but we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in Sao Paolo in Brazil, soon going to Paraguay and Iguazu Falls. Looking forward to that! We've been in Rio and Ihla Grande, where we enjoyed some hot days in the soon. At least in Ihla Grande!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-546871312568201385?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/546871312568201385/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=546871312568201385' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/546871312568201385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/546871312568201385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-and-there.html' title='Here, There And Everywhere...'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-5903753904634116369</id><published>2008-02-26T23:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:52:01.957+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In The Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've realized that I really don't get to write very much on this trip, cuz we've always got too much to do! Well, maybe not too much, but being five girls, we always have a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how a typical day in Sucre is:&lt;br /&gt;- breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- homework or spanish lessons&lt;br /&gt;- spa, sunbathing or just hanging around chatting&lt;br /&gt;- dinner&lt;br /&gt;- partying or a movie&lt;br /&gt;- sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194048280539936034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT3ZFPPtSI/AAAAAAAAACM/LOAy0uCMQOk/s320/gfr+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;S at Mirador, with the famous Jugo mixto seis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194048293424837954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT3Z1PPtUI/AAAAAAAAACc/K7cwZzT2qUY/s320/Bolivi+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TM and S all dressed up for the surprise-party that LM and I made for our beloved friends &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194048289129870642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT3ZlPPtTI/AAAAAAAAACU/jkqlbAnS1wE/s320/P3080276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At JoyRide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've finally moved from Grand Hotel, where we've been living the past few weeks, to a real apartment. It's good to finally have a kitchen and a place that's ours. We share it with five other girls and a guy, but I think that's going to work out fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucre is a really nice city, and though we're looking forward to doing some more travelling, we really don't want to leave Sucre. So we have no idea when to start travelling again. And where to go, but that's part of the fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-5903753904634116369?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/5903753904634116369/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=5903753904634116369' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5903753904634116369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/5903753904634116369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-no-pictures.html' title='A Day In The Life'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBT3ZFPPtSI/AAAAAAAAACM/LOAy0uCMQOk/s72-c/gfr+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-3031457770180462996</id><published>2008-02-10T18:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:12:52.224+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Across The Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now we`re finally reached our main destination - Bolivia! &lt;a href="http://www.revenlusker.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month has been just amazing! The five of us are still getting perfectly along, which may be a miracle itself! After Florida, we spent a week in Guatemala. We met so many nice and definitely interesting people there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194043843838719234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTzW1PPtQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8rgCKAyqJ_Y/s320/guatemala+og+costa+rica+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guatemala has got a beauty of it's own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In Antigua we went to the vulcanoe La Pacaya. We brought marsmellows to bbq, but we managed to forget bringing sticks. The vulcanoe was definitely hot enough for bbqing, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194040437929653458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTwQlPPtNI/AAAAAAAAABk/bj4h5AUff6s/s320/guatemala+og+costa+rica+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liv-Marie hiking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194040455109522658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTwRlPPtOI/AAAAAAAAABs/8Mz0R9xFmJE/s320/guatemala+og+costa+rica+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, the vulcanoe was very much alive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a few days we went to San Pedro and discovered the night-life there. Indeed interesting! It´s hard to find any place similar to Freedom Bar, though it really wasn`t my type of place to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week later we went to Costa Rica and took the bus from San Jose to Puerto Viejo, a small town on the carribbean coast! It was so relaxing to be there, and the beaches was just stunning! Liv-Marie, Synnoeve and I rented bikes and went to Cockles to swim, while T.M. and Elise went to Black Beach instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194043839543751922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTzWlPPtPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Kfzu-Wv_gks/s320/costa+rica+og+guatemala+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With our pink and green bicycles &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Costa Rica and Guatemala we met a lot of people who recommended Bocas Del Toro in Panama, so we decided to cross the border to Panama. Panama was great too, though we got into some more trouble than before. Synnoeves backpack got stolen, so we had to spend most of our second day at the police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194043848133686546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTzXFPPtRI/AAAAAAAAACE/a2EtK4Dc9lg/s320/panama+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bocas del Dragon in Panama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it´s been incredibly fun to travel around, it´s kind of nice to be able to relax in Sucre for a while! I´ll try to find the time to write more interesting stuff later. And I cannot forget to mention... Liv-Marie and I have finally bought guitars!!!! Beautiful blue guitars! Prudence (mine) and Evo Moralez (Liv-M´s)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-3031457770180462996?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/3031457770180462996/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=3031457770180462996' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3031457770180462996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3031457770180462996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/02/short-update.html' title='Across The Universe'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SBTzW1PPtQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8rgCKAyqJ_Y/s72-c/guatemala+og+costa+rica+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1777070260929962041.post-3553249432430937318</id><published>2008-01-20T17:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:10:36.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dTlPPtKI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7Oo1IxuJJI/s1600-h/P1080207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192612223864779938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dTlPPtKI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7Oo1IxuJJI/s320/P1080207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At South Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;This is our 8th day in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Florida&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, and the time has been amazing. We started out in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Miami&lt;/st1:city&gt;, where we stayed at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;South&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Beach&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; hostel. It was right by the beach and ocean drive, and we had a great time. It's weird to think about the fact that we don't have any real places to live anymore, but it's fun to have the opportunity to go anywhere we'd like! Some days ago we rented a car - a nice, kind of girlie-looking Chrysler. It's been a few roadtrips, and we've visited Biscayne Bay, Grassy Keys and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Key West&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. At Grassy Keys we went to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Dolphin&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Research&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Elise, Liv-Marie and I went swimming with the dolphhins. We had a great time, and it was fun to do tricks and swim with the baby-dolphin too. Economically we're on a very tight budget, so we rented a room for three people where the five of us slept. That worked out fine after all, and we continued the same thing in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Orlando&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dUlPPtMI/AAAAAAAAABU/4lfJ0u-dVU4/s1600-h/005_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192612241044649154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dUlPPtMI/AAAAAAAAABU/4lfJ0u-dVU4/s320/005_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;(yeah, I'm allowed to be as girlie and hearty as I want to when it comes to Santini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;We also went to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Key West&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; where we went snorkelling, and Liv-Marie and I went parasailing also. It was a lot of fun. Though it felt like it was some sport for people above 50, cause we were the only young people on board. It was really cool anyway. It didn't go very well in the next boat, though, cause the parasailing-thing got teared apart, but nobody got hurt! Today we've only been driving all day. Elise has been the one driving, and now we're in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Orlando&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. It's colder, but here's a lot of fun things to do. I'm looking forward to go back to &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;South&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Beach&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Miami&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, though, cause that place really is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dUFPPtLI/AAAAAAAAABM/qVz44FuMtX8/s1600-h/DSCF9221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192612232454714546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dUFPPtLI/AAAAAAAAABM/qVz44FuMtX8/s320/DSCF9221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beloved car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1777070260929962041-3553249432430937318?l=kathrinepine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/feeds/3553249432430937318/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1777070260929962041&amp;postID=3553249432430937318' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3553249432430937318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1777070260929962041/posts/default/3553249432430937318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathrinepine.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-little-time.html' title='Here Comes The Sun'/><author><name>Kathrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13781581605689234310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VtR6hmfuhog/SA_dTlPPtKI/AAAAAAAAABE/t7Oo1IxuJJI/s72-c/P1080207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
