Fonn house

I arrived in Bergen to a welcome party of three: Ingfrid, Maria and Emily holding a sign bearing my name - Daniel Fonn. big hugs and excitement in the freezing cold (and it’s not even winter yet!) a warm welcome despite the chill, a joy to be reunited with my Norwegian family.

I slept in this morning, relishing a room to myself after nearly a month straight in hostel dorms. Emily and I spent the day together wandering through Bergen, updating each other on our lives and talking about what’s been on our minds. I dabbled in some of my favourite foods from last time, sharing a block of Norwegian milk chocolate with Emily and enjoying some brown cheese on toast for lunch.

for dinner we met Ingfrid and Maria in town at a Japanese place, where we tucked in to a buffet of sushi and other goodies. an absolute treat! back home Maria and I chatted about the latest in our lives, planning what she wanted to show me during my stay here and what I’d like to show her when she visits us over the summer.

I stayed up chatting to Ingfrid before bed. there is a humility to this person that cannot be rivalled, and I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude to my parents for bringing someone so kind and authentic into my life. Ingfrid opens her home and family to me, and her care for me makes me feel a little more grounded, as though it is okay for me to not know where it is I’m going.

I feel held and supported here, regardless of my lack of direction. it’s a privilege for me to witness such kindness. <<