A New Years Weekend to remember

Having returned to Oslo after a wonderful Christmas in Bergen, I was facing a New Years Eve in the capitol that might not cast sparks. In the name of devilish spontanity I called my good friend Kaspar, asked what he was doing, heard he was celebrating in a cottage in the beautiful Sirdalen (Sir Valley), bought a planeticket and BANG! - I've had a fantastic time from beginning to end (excluding some rough hours earlier today) and will work hard to bring Torhild (by then my wife) there next year!



The cottage has a true George-Michael-Last-Christmas-Music-Video-Feel