Hello! Time to make a more personal entry for a change. My mom's currently visiting because I am too much of a wuss to go to the embassy by myself. So, today started with us heading down to the Japanese embassy building. I had earlier talked to my Japanese teacher about having some documents translated, and she told me to go ask them first, so.... I did.
The embassy was.... really scary, in my opinion. First we had to have our bags checked and pass through a metal detector. Then we had to wait for a while. The room had a whole lot of Japanese books and a table with magazines and leaflets for various Japanese movies being shown in Norway and info about Japanese universities. I couldn't stop staring at the Hatsune Miku magazine though. Why was it there, I don't get it.
An old lady showed up after we had sat there a while. We had to talk to her through a glass and it felt like some sort of interrogation? She couldn't speak Norwegian and it didn't seem like she spoke much English either. In other words, communication was tedious. We eventually managed to get it through that we needed to have a document translated, but she said she couldn't help. I ended up getting a list of translators instead. But, my teacher said she could help me if they couldn't so I guess I'll go to her then!
Then afterwards we stopped by a kaffebrenneriet and got some hot chocolate and a cookie before visiting the july 22nd memorial center. The center is located in the government quarter, aka where the bomb went off july 22nd 2011.
The center consisted of several "small" rooms. The first one was a square shaped room with portraits of all the victims, most of them teenagers, lined up on the walls.
The main room had pictures of the chaos after the explosion on one wall and a timeline of everything that happened that day on the longest wall. It even included a bunch of tweets from people who knew people on the island and confused/concerned people. In the middle of the room was the remains of the car that contained the bomb and a collection of cameras and phones left behind on the island. The rest of the rooms had pictures of the flower march and the trial. They also had the culprit's fake police badge and items he kept in his pocket. Seeing something he's touched felt odd, if not disturbing. Just seeing his face disgusts me. I hope he rots in jail forever. You could also see a video of survivors talking about what they experienced. It sounded like something from a movie. Having to walk over piles of bodies, seeing your friends die... Absolutely horrible.
After having seen everything we headed to the shopping street to look for some things. We ended up bumping into Maren, Emy & Pam by chance. Awkward.... now they've met my mom!
We later headed up to Grünerløkka to get some food. We ended up going to Mathallen! I hadn't been there before but it was really cool! There was a Japanese shop there so we bought some dorayaki and a daifuku. Unfortunately, the shop we wanted to grab dinner at could only accept cash because of some technical issues, and uhm who even carries cash nowadays? so we had to go somewhere else. We ended up getting crêpes.
We then ended the day by seeing Bølgen at Ringen kino. It was better than I thought it was going to be? Could obviously have been better but I enjoyed it. Making disaster movies in tiny countries like this can't be easy.
It'll probably be out with English subs eventually.
りん
鈴
[rin]
bell (often globular)
りん
凛
[rin]
cold; frigid; bracing; dignified
りん
凜
[rin]
cold; frigid; bracing; dignified
りん
厘
[rin]
one-hundredth; 0.3 mm (one-hundredth of a sun); 0.1 percent (one-hundredth of a wari); 0.0375 grams (one-hundredth of a monme); old monetary unit (0.001 yen)
Hello! Time to make a more personal entry for a change. My mom's currently visiting because I am too much of a wuss to go to the embassy by myself. So, today started with us heading down to the Japanese embassy building. I had earlier talked to my Japanese teacher about having some documents translated, and she told me to go ask them first, so.... I did.
The embassy was.... really scary, in my opinion. First we had to have our bags checked and pass through a metal detector. Then we had to wait for a while. The room had a whole lot of Japanese books and a table with magazines and leaflets for various Japanese movies being shown in Norway and info about Japanese universities. I couldn't stop staring at the Hatsune Miku magazine though. Why was it there, I don't get it.
An old lady showed up after we had sat there a while. We had to talk to her through a glass and it felt like some sort of interrogation? She couldn't speak Norwegian and it didn't seem like she spoke much English either. In other words, communication was tedious. We eventually managed to get it through that we needed to have a document translated, but she said she couldn't help. I ended up getting a list of translators instead. But, my teacher said she could help me if they couldn't so I guess I'll go to her then!
Then afterwards we stopped by a kaffebrenneriet and got some hot chocolate and a cookie before visiting the july 22nd memorial center. The center is located in the government quarter, aka where the bomb went off july 22nd 2011.
The center consisted of several "small" rooms. The first one was a square shaped room with portraits of all the victims, most of them teenagers, lined up on the walls.
The main room had pictures of the chaos after the explosion on one wall and a timeline of everything that happened that day on the longest wall. It even included a bunch of tweets from people who knew people on the island and confused/concerned people. In the middle of the room was the remains of the car that contained the bomb and a collection of cameras and phones left behind on the island. The rest of the rooms had pictures of the flower march and the trial. They also had the culprit's fake police badge and items he kept in his pocket. Seeing something he's touched felt odd, if not disturbing. Just seeing his face disgusts me. I hope he rots in jail forever. You could also see a video of survivors talking about what they experienced. It sounded like something from a movie. Having to walk over piles of bodies, seeing your friends die... Absolutely horrible.
After having seen everything we headed to the shopping street to look for some things. We ended up bumping into Maren, Emy & Pam by chance. Awkward.... now they've met my mom!
We later headed up to Grünerløkka to get some food. We ended up going to Mathallen! I hadn't been there before but it was really cool! There was a Japanese shop there so we bought some dorayaki and a daifuku. Unfortunately, the shop we wanted to grab dinner at could only accept cash because of some technical issues, and uhm who even carries cash nowadays? so we had to go somewhere else. We ended up getting crêpes.
We then ended the day by seeing Bølgen at Ringen kino. It was better than I thought it was going to be? Could obviously have been better but I enjoyed it. Making disaster movies in tiny countries like this can't be easy.
It'll probably be out with English subs eventually.
りん
鈴
[rin]
bell (often globular)
りん
凛
[rin]
cold; frigid; bracing; dignified
りん
凜
[rin]
cold; frigid; bracing; dignified
りん
厘
[rin]
one-hundredth; 0.3 mm (one-hundredth of a sun); 0.1 percent (one-hundredth of a wari); 0.0375 grams (one-hundredth of a monme); old monetary unit (0.001 yen)
emi. 23 year old illustration student who has too many hobbies. Self-proclaimed #1 senseicon.
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