2012 in pictures

Some colourful memories:

First days of 2012 - tpurists by k. novikova
First days of 2012
Winter activities by ks3nia
Winter activities
Bday wirh masks by ks3nia
Masked b-day
17th of may norwegian national day
17th May
a bug in the flowers
Stars
Cathedral of Christ the Saviour by ksenia novikova
Moscow memory
view, mountains, norway
Best view
jack russel, dog, games by the lake
Great games
concert, stage
Concert summer
bikes
New bikes
amsterdam bridge in he sunset by ks3nia (c)
Amazing Amterdam
halloween by ks3nia
Then there was…
making fireworks
Making fireworks

Have a lovely 2013!

*hugs and best wishes ;-*

Oslo Impressions

And so I’m back in Amsterdam!
Some thoughts from my trip to Oslo:

The morning after, Messy kitchen after party
The morning after….
Housmania, Oslo, 2012, graffiti
Hausmania is still the coolest building in town
Hausmania Backyard
oslo, norway, december, graffiti, statue, Hausmania Backyard
Sun and Oslo = Love
Sun and Oslo, magical together
Karl Johan Oslo 2012 Norway
-13: Being homeless really sucks during winter
Christmas market, fire place, oslo, norway
Also the Sami people come to the Christmas market
Spikersuppa
The ice is waiting
Christmas market, oslo, statue, spikersuppa
Christmas makes the city sparkle
Spikersuppa, Oslo, Ice rink
The Ice rink @ Spikersuppa is open = love
grand hotel, oslo, december 2012
Grand Hotel, all ready to host nobel peace prize winners (2012)

Changes in Oslo

Graffiti i Maridalsveien, Oslo

I simply had to jump off my bus for a little photo-detour after noticing some changes in Maridalsveien, a street in Oslo I photographed almost two years ago. Good thing I wasn’t in a hurry. Next time I’m in Norway the wall might have changed again! It would be so exciting… although I really like the wolf!

I love graffiti, don’t you?

Traveling used to be cool

Flying from Amsterdam - my vew, by ks3nia
Bye bye Holland
Flying from Amsterdam - my vew as we arrive Norway, photo by ksenia n.
Norway Hello

I don’t like flying all that much anymore. To fly was a small adventure when I was little, while now it’s just a lot of stress. Getting there is the best part about flight journeys; especially because I’m always slightly worried something will go wrong on the way. Luckily, I always manage to sleep on the plane, and this time was no exception – except that I kept waking up with spasms, wildly confused, sure that I was still on the train to the airport and had forgotten to go off. That was kind of horrible. People started sending me weird looks, but what can you expect on a plane from Amsterdam?