Also, I wish I could grow a beard for the occasion.
I leave. Tonight. For Norway!! Time to buy the last few things (I lost something on a walk yesterday. Yay, last minute shopping!) and re-pack my bag for the 47-and-a-half-th time.
There has been a misunderstanding with my hotel booking for tonight, so it’s been booked for tomorrow night instead. This means that I will probably be sleeping in my tent on some desolate spot around Bergen airport tonight… But I am staying in the hotel tomorrow night instead of moving on already. It’s a nice chance to experience Bergen and catch up on the sleep I miss tonight, before I immerse myself in nature.
I am so nervous (but far more excited) about travelling on my own, hitchhiking and living in nature for so long with only the stuff on my back - all for the very first time! Hopefully I will be back with a ton of pictures that will hopefully do my journey justice.
I think bittersweet best describes today’s event. I got a callback from MAC Cosmetics. They want to see me because of an application I sent in two and a half month ago. This is my DREAM job, and so of course I was completely overwhelmed and very very excited when I got an answer after so long. No doubt I’d quit my current (very nice and well paying) job for MAC. However, thet could only offer me two dates for the interview, both of which are when I’m in Norway. When I asked if I could go before or after my trip, I was told that I would have to send in my application all over again.
I was so disappointed. The call was very short, and I didn’t even have the time to consider the possibility of canceling my trip (which I’d HATE. This trip is so important to me, and I’ve waited for it for months, but nonetheless).
I am looking so much forward to Norway, but having to possibly wait another two-three months for another call back - or much worse, not getting another chance! It just makes this whole Norway trip so bittersweet, knowing that I possibly missed a shot at my dream job.
Also, there is absolutely no point to this post. I am just venting. And counting the days until I leave.
It makes me infinitely sad that I cannot bring my tripod for Norway. It will definitely hurt the quality of some of the photographs that I might want to take. Damn the physical laws of mass!
Thank you so much dear. You are wonderfully nice!