...(to) Norway and the daily issues

here i am again...
still looking for a place for doing my practical semester next year
still having to choose a partnerschool for my exchange year
still thinking about my friendships here and the fact that i´m not really close to anyone here
still enjoying autumn
still being in rage when i see how the foreignersoffice in Hamburg deals with immigrants, when i see what happens at the borders of Europe, when french people hit back
still fighting around with life and to keep in step with God
still being full of hope because
For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are- yet was without sin. Hebrewa 4, 15

Started to pray in uni and to have something like a weekly cell meeting...curious to see what happens

Our flat is badly cold, the heaters are rebells


The travel issue:
Shetland talks might be enough, it´s simply hard to put so much stuff in your head in a little blog... just this one: really intimate childish prayer on a playground very late in the evening with people you didn´t know a week before, but started loving themin a few days is simply awesome, especially because you went to the playground cos you had to do something "normal" in all this intense prayer stuff that week- thank you God!

Headed east the 2nd week of August, by ferry to Bergen, Norway. I was so seasick that i had even to eat while laying on my "bed". Woke up the next morning when the huge ship drove through the "schären"- islands- aargh beautiful!

Spent a day with french Benjamin whom i met in Shetland youth Hostel and on the ship again, the day in Bergen. Visited the fishmarket(the dark brown meat is whale meat), "Brugge" (beautiful, old fishermanhauses in all kinds of colours) and checking in the Youth hostel "intermission"- a sign at the reception saying: "Jesus died so that you can live".
Bought some "brunost" (sweetbrowncaramelised goatcheese!) and "Röked sild" smoked fish.
Interesting taste...
Slept well in this huge kind of living commune (45 people, 3 toilets, spanish poeple and children get up loudest...)