Oslo

I spent the night in Oslo. the city was beautiful in the dark, and just as lovely on my walk around this morning. I climbed the opera house and sat on the roof, from where I could see a pretty fantastic panorama of the city.

I’ve bought myself more Norwegian cheese and chocolate for the train, because I’m still twelve years old. I’m sad to leave this beautiful country. everything seems calmer and just more peaceful here, not to mention the fact that the people I have been lucky to engage with have treated me with genuine kindness and interest. I’ve bought myself a copy of ‘Peer Gynt’ by Ibsen to remind me of my visit, though I know I’ll be back as soon as I can.

this morning I finished a book gifted to me by a special friend. she tells me it was one of her favourites when she was younger. the story made me think, laugh and dwell on what is important to me in my life and the world I live in. moreover, it made me miss her. one passage towards the end of the book stayed with me: ‘if you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless’. being on my own literal and mental journey, both of which consistently surprise me with their twists and turns, this idea of journeys lacking meaning without love will be something I will be thinking about for a while << x