A couple of weekends ago Katja and her boyfriend asked if me and Sigurd would like to join them on a spontaneous trip away from the city to a little cute town called Drøbak. We, of course, couldn't say not to that. On the bus we enjoyed the views of glowing oat fields and rolling hills on blue skies in the horizon. Once we were there, the guys went for beers and me and Katja soon found ourselves exploring the rocky coast. The water that hit the rocks threw gentle breezes over us, and it made me feel like we were on a vacation somewhere. We eagerly snapped photos everywhere and acted very much like we were just that. Tourists to whom everything is exotic.
On the ferry ride home we fell asleep. Then the four of us headed back home and Katja taught me how to cook delicious pelmenis which tasted pretty much like Mama's Polish kluski.
Now I know how it feels like to have seized the day.
