Norwegian dating culture
This summer Terje and I went to the beach and that was pretty bizarre.The bus stops in the city were PACKED with people, umbrellas, floating devices, picnic baskets, polka dots, and all sorts of summery things.Terje was backpacking South America and I was working in a hostel with plans of moving to Australia.I actually met him on my last day at work, right before finishing my shift.She first tries to attract her prey (a Norwegian man) with this candy then plays the big card, famous Norwegian confection, Kvikk Lunsj.The video, titled “How to get a Norwegian Husband,” is completely hilarious to so many people.Terje was splashing and rolling around like a 5 year old, I was naked laying on a rock enjoying my Scandinavian freedom.I thought a few times that there must be so many people in my position out there.
One day I decided to man up and ask him out but before I said nothing, he told me he met a girl at a club and… We started dancing and he was all flirty, then I told him that I knew he liked me, but he was always with frivolous girls and that he was an idiot.
People here for work, studies, looking for a better life or people that simply moved here because they fell in love and then they were suddenly told “from now on this is your home”.
Imagine how hard is to call a place “HOME”, when you know nothing about it. if I was lonely and not married to the sexiest viking alive, I would probably do that.
During the filming we had a fight because he didn’t want to go in the bushes and make animal sounds. I was just sitting there reading the messages and not believing what was going on. then you probably shouldn’t be yourself and then you will get a husband.
The coolest thing about having a blog is when you find out that a girl that lives in NORWAY reads it.