Well, the inevitable has happened… I am sick. I actually got sick a couple of weeks ago with a nasty sore throat and cough, but it went away eventually thanks to sleeping a lot and Theraflu (best stuff ever). I didn't try my hand at going to the doctor, mostly because I always get the same answer: bed rest and fluids. But I’m getting sick again. It’s the sniffles this time so hopefully it’ll be easier to get rid of. Being sick in Norway is not fun, but not for the reasons you might think. Sure, it’d be nice to be at home and have someone take care of me, and while Norway doesn’t really have much in the way of chicken noodle soup (they do have ramen, though), the real problem is that it’s SNOWING right now and there’s nothing I can do about it! Beautiful little flakes are swirling around outside, lightly whispering in my ear “Come out and play!” but playing in the snow when you’re just starting to get sick is like eating potato chips after you’ve just gotten a paper cut.
Being a native Oregonian, I don't regard snow as a complete mystery, but unlike my Wisconsinite friends here, it still dazzles me no end. I’m simply not used to snow that doesn’t melt after a few hours or that doesn’t look dirty after a couple of days. It is simply magnificent here. The snow falls in a constant stream of little tiny, powdery flakes. It also doesn’t get as icy here as it does in Oregon. There is some ice from when we had a couple of warmer days a while back, but the recent snowfall has covered it up quite well. I think I’ll go make myself a cup of Norwegian hot chocolate (liquid bliss in case you’re wondering) and stare out the window for a while. And then I’ll go study for my Norwegian midterm tomorrow. It’s all about priorities.