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Vi hadde heile 1200 m stigning, fraa 3000 moh til 4200 moh og ned att til 3600 moh. Ny frase: "Bloody Incas, bloody steps" Det er eit faktum at det er mykje meir slitsomt aa gaa i trapper enn aa berre gaa i ein oppoverbakke. Kokablada kom godt ned, vi har alle togge iherdig. Sliiiitsomt, men ei desto herlegare kjensle aa naa toppen! Daa vi kom fram til campen hadde eg hovudverk (noko eg aldri pleier aa ha) og Marie 39 i feber. Heldigvis vart vi begge friske att for neste vandring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDYebf5ffI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9qPeyTx6wV0/s1600-h/kjartan+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062283998453661170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDYebf5ffI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9qPeyTx6wV0/s320/kjartan+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDYe7f5fgI/AAAAAAAAAec/5ie1-6xnPes/s1600-h/kjartan+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062284007043595778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDYe7f5fgI/AAAAAAAAAec/5ie1-6xnPes/s320/kjartan+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;ein glad gjeng - Leon, Ray, Kjartan, Phil, Vivian og Jim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062302153280421698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDo_Lf5f0I/AAAAAAAAAg4/EEg9EXFTJ7U/s320/kjartan+402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dei driv med vardar i Peru ogsaa. Lokal variant; legg eit kokablad nederst og onsk deg noko.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062287945528606258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDcELf5fjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6XrHyE307TM/s320/kjartan+377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan, meg og Marie paa 4200 moh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062287954118540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDcErf5fkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/E2B4UQhiWoQ/s320/kjartan+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062289637745720930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDdmrf5fmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eFWkzuNBI-4/s320/kjartan+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;utsikt fraa teltet til meg og Marie. Om natta var det kaldt, paa med lamasokkane!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062289629155786322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDdmLf5flI/AAAAAAAAAfE/O-WXX0gQfBw/s320/kjartan+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maten var heilt fantastisk, og vi fekk mykje av den. I motsetning til andre organiserte turar var eg aldri svolten (naermast: Marie, Vivian og Julia)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DAg 3&lt;br /&gt;Mest nedover (ojojoj, saa vi kjenne det i leggane!), men den lengste dagsmarsjen. 16 km mot henholdsvis 10 og 12 dei to forste dagane. Til gjengjeld fekk vi varm dusj naar vi kom ned, etterlengta!! Etter middag og en ol vart det leggings (sidan det vert morkt saa tidleg og vi er saa slitne la vi oss ca 21 kvar kveld!) - opp kl.4 siste dag for aa faa med oss soloppgongen i Machu Picchu og vere dei forste paa aastaden :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062291995682766482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDfv7f5fpI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3Yxq78vuDYg/s320/kjartan+714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062291939848191618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDfsrf5foI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6wD-dqaP3yE/s320/kjartan+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ozzi pratar engasjert om inkafolket og peikar paa diverse "inca structures"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062292008567668386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDfwrf5fqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bbyLasgmdzo/s320/kjartan+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;div "inca structures" :) Runde bygningar = religiose bygningar (ja, eg folger med i timen!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062289646335655538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDdnLf5fnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0c3JiMm336Q/s320/kjartan+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOVUDATTRAKSJONEN - MACHU PICCHU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062294065857003186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDhobf5frI/AAAAAAAAAf0/V2hWiJLBh4M/s320/kjartan+582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Det saag morkt ut i byrjinga. Blei dette vaart lenge etterlengta bilete av heilagdomen?!?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062294070151970498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDhorf5fsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ik73fjK2KW4/s320/kjartan+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...heldigvis letta taaka og vi fekk tatt ca 50 versjonar av dette :) Eg held ein knapp paa Michael sine blinkskot.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062294078741905106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDhpLf5ftI/AAAAAAAAAgE/f31T78nUE0o/s320/kjartan+275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg er imponert over dreneringssystemet til inkaane! (det er 16 fontener i Machu Picchu) Dette er deira alternativ til aa legge vatn i ror.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062297445996265186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDktLf5fuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/aErxCxmu61Q/s320/kjartan+282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soltempelet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062297458881167106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDkt7f5fwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/hXqAZoPR5-s/s320/kjartan+248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie har eit spesielt lag med lamaene :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062297484650970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDkvbf5fxI/AAAAAAAAAgk/q_KVTQIHbs0/s320/kjartan+617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lamaen - vaart nye yndlingsdyr &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-8947972861039930003?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/8947972861039930003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=8947972861039930003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8947972861039930003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8947972861039930003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/05/machu-picchu-del-2.html' title='Machu Picchu del 2'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDYebf5ffI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9qPeyTx6wV0/s72-c/kjartan+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-5994997058502715384</id><published>2007-05-08T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:56:35.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machu Picchu del 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062261174997449954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDDt7f5fOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nmjI6SIbklw/s320/kjartan+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For vi forlot Noreg meldte vi oss paa ein gruppetur til Machu Picchu. Sidan vi er “trekkers, not tourists”, som vaar guide kallar det, og fjellglade nordmenn meldte vi oss paa fire dagars turen langs inkastien til Machu Picchu, istadenfor aa ta toget, som dei saakalla turistane gjer. Vi var veldig spente paa forehand ettersom vi aldri har vore saa hogt oppe og det er fare for hogdesjuke. I tillegg har det vore labert med trening i det siste, saa vi lurte paa kor hardt det kom til aa bli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardt vart det, men ogsaa ei fantastisk oppleving! Svetten rann og pusten gjekk, men belonninga var utruleg landskap og godt selskap. Vi var ei gruppe paa 15 og vart i byrjinga litt “skuffa” fordi vi var berre 6 “unge” (under 30, sorry De som er over :p), men alder har verkeleg ingenting aa sei naar ein reiser. Vi kom alle godt overeins og hadde ein knalltur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidan vi har teke ekstremt mange bilete tilsaman, blir det ogsaa ein del bilete her, det er saa vanskeleg aa velge vekk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELTAKARANE PAA DEN FANTASTISKE G.A.P-GRUPPA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDJRrf5fTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lrONcS2mdyo/s1600-h/kjartan+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062267286735912242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDJRrf5fTI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lrONcS2mdyo/s320/kjartan+368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; John fraa Chicago. Hadde ogsaa med seg kona Ruth som eg diverre ikkje har bilete av her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDFVLf5fQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rbbIrlb6SzM/s1600-h/kjartan+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062262948818943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDFVLf5fQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rbbIrlb6SzM/s320/kjartan+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Dei tre karane fraa NY - Leon, Ray og Jim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDFVrf5fRI/AAAAAAAAAck/pdGG86fSp00/s1600-h/kjartan+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062262957408877842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDFVrf5fRI/AAAAAAAAAck/pdGG86fSp00/s320/kjartan+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phil og Natalie fraa England.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062267312505716034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDJTLf5fUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/eag-YG0pt88/s320/kjartan+605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Natlie (igjen) og Vivian fraa Canada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062280536710020578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDVU7f5feI/AAAAAAAAAeM/YUAvqLhjWiE/s320/kjartan+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDFWLf5fSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/tJa44igsIW0/s1600-h/kjartan+260.jpg"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonnie og Michael fraa Chicago. Michael er utdanna fotograf og draksa rundt paa kilovis med utstyr. Han skal maile bileta til heile gjengen naar han kjem heim - takk Michael!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeff og Julia fraa Canada, paa ti aars bryllupsreise. Diverre har eg ikkje bilete av dei her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDDu7f5fPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/JNLLdVOFvKk/s1600-h/kjartan+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062261192177319154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDDu7f5fPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/JNLLdVOFvKk/s320/kjartan+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDDu7f5fPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/JNLLdVOFvKk/s1600-h/kjartan+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dei supre guidane vaare, Ozzi og Victor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062280523825118674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDVULf5fdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ihvbCQegh3U/s320/kjartan+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;og dei tre jordomreisande, Marie, meg og Kjartan. Kjartan er eit saers vanskeleg namn aa uttale for folk av utanlandsk opprinnelse, saa han fekk namnet Tor (som i han med hammaren) - dette vart vikinginteresserte Kjartan svaert glad for :) Eg derimot, blir berre kalla Gruneld o.l....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAG 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dag 1 er den lettaste. "A walk in the park" kallar Ozzi det. Vi gjekk fraa 2700 moh til 3000 moh der campen laag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062272256013073762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDNy7f5fWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/U8kmIVBVyYg/s320/kjartan+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baererane gjer seg klare. Dei baerer bagane og soveposane vaare + mat og div. Dei er heilt utrulege, smaajoggar oppover i gummisandalar med fleire titalskilo i store sekkar paa ryggen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062272268897975666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDNzrf5fXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MAG6yejW8FE/s320/kjartan+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heile G.A.P-gjengen ved km82, som er der inkastien startar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062272281782877570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDN0bf5fYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/3IZbZciAyWU/s320/kjartan+269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062272290372812178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDN07f5fZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lcb8dlp9Cbo/s320/kjartan+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062277203815398818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDSS7f5faI/AAAAAAAAAds/3RC6uSDd-Kk/s320/kjartan+305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Campliv. Phil, Ray, Jeff og Kjartan kosar seg med ol etter dagens trim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062277212405333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDSTbf5fbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/g_cdqFVBHqE/s320/kjartan+307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062277238175137218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDSU7f5fcI/AAAAAAAAAd8/u3v3jcT2caE/s320/kjartan+345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-5994997058502715384?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/5994997058502715384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=5994997058502715384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5994997058502715384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5994997058502715384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/05/machu-picchu-del-1.html' title='Machu Picchu del 1'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RkDDt7f5fOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nmjI6SIbklw/s72-c/kjartan+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-2035246455380264790</id><published>2007-04-30T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T08:44:32.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo maaan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059323739489532946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZUIrf5fBI/AAAAAAAAAak/1HbPG03hWfM/s320/P1010191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Treng ikkje saa mange ord for aa skildre veka vaar paa Caye Caulker, ei karibisk oy i Belize: Paradis og avslappande. Skriv under bileta seinare (og sorry for at nokon ikkje er snudd), det her har tatt for laaang tid :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaMrf5fLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/J5HOizGvLi8/s1600-h/P1010192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059330405278776498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaMrf5fLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/J5HOizGvLi8/s320/P1010192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Heilt ok stad aa lese ei bok :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaNLf5fMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dp2CM6NqFbE/s1600-h/P1010239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059330413868711106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaNLf5fMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dp2CM6NqFbE/s320/P1010239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg for eg joinar... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaNbf5fNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BZpGHFTtW9s/s1600-h/P1010226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059330418163678418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZaNbf5fNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BZpGHFTtW9s/s320/P1010226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;...the reef sharks :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059323752374434866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZUJbf5fDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/8j7k5lsU95k/s320/CIMG1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tinas backpackers hostel - perfect location!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYzbf5fHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/nSgWfjbj7XA/s1600-h/IMG_4109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059328871975451762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYzbf5fHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/nSgWfjbj7XA/s320/IMG_4109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Paa Caye Caulker gaar alt rolig for seg og golfbilar er normalen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYzrf5fII/AAAAAAAAAbc/BotYWCq5080/s1600-h/IMG_4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059328876270419074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYzrf5fII/AAAAAAAAAbc/BotYWCq5080/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Tony, som var paa Tinas like lenge som oss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYz7f5fJI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Bl7QVNvs_Yg/s1600-h/IMG_4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059328880565386386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZYz7f5fJI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Bl7QVNvs_Yg/s320/IMG_4140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy som jobbar paa Tinas, superkoseleg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZY0bf5fKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8gRTd6yoJjo/s1600-h/IMG_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059328889155320994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZY0bf5fKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8gRTd6yoJjo/s320/IMG_4138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVzLf5fEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9ydA4i4lCHc/s1600-h/CIMG1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059325569145601090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVzLf5fEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9ydA4i4lCHc/s320/CIMG1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Eg solar meg ved "the split", oyas badeplass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVzrf5fFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/mTgDLXx6FBg/s1600-h/CIMG1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059325577735535698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVzrf5fFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/mTgDLXx6FBg/s320/CIMG1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Vaar venn Gilbert med lisensen sin. "With this, I can buy Everything and sell Everything!" To syklar hadde han og! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVz7f5fGI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Ted36gDluGU/s1600-h/CIMG1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059325582030503010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZVz7f5fGI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Ted36gDluGU/s320/CIMG1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;nattbading i "the split". Det byrja aa regne og blaase og vi vart saa kalde at vi maatte syke ly i det varme vatnet :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059323743784500258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZUI7f5fCI/AAAAAAAAAas/cIg5qYeINs0/s320/P1010258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viktig bodskap idet ein kjem til oya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-2035246455380264790?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/2035246455380264790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=2035246455380264790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2035246455380264790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2035246455380264790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/yo-maaan.html' title='Yo maaan!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RjZUIrf5fBI/AAAAAAAAAak/1HbPG03hWfM/s72-c/P1010191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-2693092899456245965</id><published>2007-04-17T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:42:52.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigua del 3 av 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZGma3UxiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O74Yqe1WIEM/s1600-h/CIMG0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZGma3UxiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O74Yqe1WIEM/s320/CIMG0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054805257630303778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marked i Chichicastenango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt;Fleire postar paa ein gong, saa pass paa aa lese dei under (no naar eg har streva saa lenge!) Lurt aa lese del 1 forst ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sondag er markedsdag saa vi tok bussen til eit av dei storste markeda i Guetemala, mayabyen Chichicastenango. Det var mildt sagt livlig, her var det aa trenge seg fram om ein ville komme seg nokon veg. Eg blir aldri lei av aa sjaa paa dei fargerike kostymene til mayakvinnene og dei sote ungane! Vi handla litt, no har alle tre skaffa seg ekte backpackerbukse (dvs fargerik vid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt; bukse med knyting) :) Bussturen heim var noko av det vaerste eg har vore med paa. Vi tok dei typisk guetemalske chickenbuses. Stappfull, det kan nesten ikkje beskrivast! Og vi trudde vi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt; hadde vore borti det meste av crazy transport i Asia, men ditta - wow! Maatte staa den forste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt; av dei tre timane, og sittinga var ikkje mykje betre, ettersom eg var kvaalm OG maatte paa do og at vegen var verre enn Hyen og Gaualarfjellet til saman! Men vi kom oss gjennom det :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH6a3UxkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wc14eZTDIvo/s1600-h/CIMG0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH6a3UxkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wc14eZTDIvo/s320/CIMG0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054806700739315266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZJl63UxoI/AAAAAAAAAaE/_i1iGFG2Abw/s1600-h/CIMG0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZJl63UxoI/AAAAAAAAAaE/_i1iGFG2Abw/s320/CIMG0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054808547575252610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH7K3UxmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9j6lZQ4AoIE/s320/CIMG0919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054806713624217186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH663UxlI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CkVNT6Sleqc/s1600-h/CIMG0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZH663UxlI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CkVNT6Sleqc/s320/CIMG0797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054806709329249874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vi blir imponert over korleis alle ber paa store ting saa lett som ingenting. Har diverre ikkje bileta her av menn som baerer tunge borer paa ryggen ved hjelp av eit band rundt panna (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZIoa3UxnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EolXCd2jVbs/s1600-h/CIMG0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZIoa3UxnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EolXCd2jVbs/s320/CIMG0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054807491013297778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-2693092899456245965?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/2693092899456245965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=2693092899456245965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2693092899456245965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2693092899456245965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/antigua-del-3-av-3.html' title='Antigua del 3 av 3'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZGma3UxiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O74Yqe1WIEM/s72-c/CIMG0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-250301202908591024</id><published>2007-04-17T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:07:15.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigua del 2 av 3</title><content type='html'>Fleire postar paa ein gong, saa pass paa aa lese dei under (no naar eg har streva saa lenge!) Lurt aa lese del 1 forst ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tillegg til aa vaere i Antigua tok vi to dagsutflukter. Lordag gjekk vi paa ein av landets tre aktive vulkanar, Vulcan Pacaya. Vi hadde ingen forventingar, men det vart ei desto storre oppleving! I tillegg til at vi hadde godt av ein fjeltur etter gammalt var det eit utruleg landskap vi aldri har set maken til. Var fantastisk aa sjaa kontrastane mellom den svarte lavaen, det grone landskapet og den blaa himmelen, for ikkje aa snakke om solnedgangen! I tillegg fekk vi gaa ganske langt opp paa vulkanen og vi kom skikkelig naer den glodande laavaen! Det var som aa vaere i ein steikeovn og nokon av skoa begynte aa smelte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054552125903042258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVgYNsldtI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9ur-nyeTX8g/s320/CIMG0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054547070726534818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVbx9sldqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/DfaTPYJ9g-8/s320/CIMG0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan og Sam i forgrunnen, Kate og Marie i bakgrunnen. Eit superkoseleg australsk par vi motte paa spanskskulen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054547040661763714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVbwNsldoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/e6i0-UwEF1U/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054552117313107634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVgXtsldrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/lny526FP3Xw/s320/CIMG0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054552121608074946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVgX9sldsI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MVhpnys-dtE/s320/CIMG0886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guiden Agusto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054552134492976866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVgYtslduI/AAAAAAAAAY0/XpE_UJURsmQ/s320/CIMG0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-250301202908591024?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/250301202908591024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=250301202908591024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/250301202908591024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/250301202908591024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/antigua-del-2-av-3.html' title='Antigua del 2 av 3'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVgYNsldtI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9ur-nyeTX8g/s72-c/CIMG0864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-8733080345607781655</id><published>2007-04-17T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:07:58.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigua del 1 av 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054536698380514866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVSWNsldjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ms2JxjipNAk/s320/CIMG0816.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Typisk Antigua. Gamle ruinar og nyare fargerike bygningar om kvarandre. Denne brukte vi til aa navigere oss heim og andre stader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Siden det er fryktelig lenge sidan sist blog (iallefall mykje reising) tar eg meg den friheit aa hoppe over Los Angeles og begynne rett paa Guetemala, landet vi har vore i den siste veka, og som eg stortrivast i! Delar den i tre sidan eg har saa mange bilete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vi har vore nesten ei veke i Antigua, ein sjarmerande by i kolonistil der alle hus har fine faragar og fasadar. Vi merka ikkje at dei hadde McDonalds for etter eit par dagar fordi den var saa godt kamuflert! Og fleire fristande kafear og restauraantar skal ein leite lenge etter. I tillegg har den vesle byen 40 spanskskular, saa vi tok eit fire dagars intensivkurs. 5 timar kvar dag med privatlaerar gir mykje meir enn veker med eit par timar spraak paa skulen i Noreg. Kjekke laererar ogsaa. Eg kan verkeleg tenke meg aa reise tilbake og laere spansk over lengre tid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054536706970449474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVSWtsldkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oc9hgFub_i0/s320/CIMG0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Den mest classy McDonaldsen eg har sett!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054536719855351394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVSXdsldmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_NjgLmZwmec/s320/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan og meg paa Bagel Barn. Iherdig leksegjering for spansktimen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054815247724234386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZPr63UxpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/EBO0atgt-_I/s320/CIMG0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054815256314168994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZPsa3UxqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JO_G_7z0lyM/s320/CIMG0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054815264904103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiZPs63UxrI/AAAAAAAAAac/Y_vDTCGRW4I/s320/CIMG0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan og Marie har time. Bilete av meg og min laerar er diverre paa eit anna kamera..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-8733080345607781655?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/8733080345607781655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=8733080345607781655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8733080345607781655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8733080345607781655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/antigua-del-1-av-3.html' title='Antigua del 1 av 3'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RiVSWNsldjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ms2JxjipNAk/s72-c/CIMG0816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-6062012783114197422</id><published>2007-04-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:40:08.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzie Stevens!</title><content type='html'>Spesielt til Ragnhild og Isabel som er Grey-hekta og bloggar ein del om det, slaa denne; Vi tok ein buss langs Santa Monica beach i stad og ei eldre dame (70-80?) henvendte seg til meg og sa "Do you watch Greys anatomy?" Eg svarar ja, og ho fortsetter "you really look like Izzie Stevens, she could be your older sister!" She made my day :D I tillegg begynte ho aa diskutere Greys ("i begynnelsen var det litt for juicy for ho") og Lost ("eg likte det godt i begynnelsen, men no har det blitt litt langdrygt'') med et eldre par ved sida av!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-6062012783114197422?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/6062012783114197422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=6062012783114197422' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6062012783114197422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6062012783114197422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/izzie-stevens.html' title='Izzie Stevens!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-6514096851470622486</id><published>2007-04-05T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:31:41.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bula!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161913411463458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXHgNsY6SI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VrKx3T0X1g8/s320/CIMG0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Vi hadde ikkje planlagt vaare fem dagar paa Fiji i det heile, sidan det berre var ei mellomlanding paa veg til Amerika og hovudplanen var aa sole seg og lade opp til ein hektisk maanad. Men Fiji viste seg aa vere eit stillehavsparadis med musikk, sol, strand og blide folk med blomar i haaret. Allereie paa flyplassen vart vi mott med Fiji-sang, fraa eit velkomstband med fire flinke herrer - i skjort! (sidan vi er heilt utan Lonely Planet-bok visste vi heller ingenting om Fijiansk kultur) Vi visste heller ikkje at det framleis er regntid paa Fiji. Men etter to maanader med sol er det berre forfriskande, og bygene kjem ikkje for paa ettermiddagen. Den eksotiske naturen og fargane kjem berre endaa betre fram med nokre morke uversskyer over seg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161067302906082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXGu9sY6OI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3lR0Bpsn7U8/s320/CIMG0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bulaband onsker oss velkomne paa flyplassen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161904821528850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXHftsY6RI/AAAAAAAAAVs/W4qhhSwHC7Q/s320/CIMG0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mange fine motiv. Her provar vi aa fange kontrasten vestlege store reklameboards skaper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161922001398066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXHgtsY6TI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DYI-Nx8S6Uc/s320/CIMG0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vi kjoper is paa ein skikkelig landhandel, med alle varene plassert bak disken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161930591332674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXHhNsY6UI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MAKm_JSyM7U/s320/CIMG0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For det meste tilbragte vi tida vaar paa Nomads skylodge, eit overprisa HOTELL (over vaar vanlege standard). Der laag vi ved bassenget og las og lata oss. Ei natt tok vi paa Beachcomber island, ein fin tur der vi fekk sjaa litt meir av Fiji. Vi motte ein heil gjeng med nordmenn, alle hadde mottes tilfeldig der. Vi har reist i ca dei same rutene, men klart aa "unngaa" kvarandre heilt til Fiji - artig! Oya var pitteliten og hadde berre ein resort der alle budde, baade backpackarar og familiar. God plass til alle paa stranda, var faktisk ganske rolig (om dagen, vel og merke!). Og alle maaltider var buffet og inkludert. Fantastisk frukost med frukt, pannekaker, frukostblanding, toast, egg paa kva maate vi ville (f.eks eigenkomponert omelett) ++ Bra greier :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161071597873394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXGvNsY6PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/V_D6W_sS96Y/s320/CIMG0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Herleg med basseng naar stranda er langt unna!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050161080187808002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXGvtsY6QI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tQWupnJi3DI/s320/CIMG0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Marie har vore ein ivrig lesar denne veka. Ho fekk den knallbra svenske krimmen Menn som hater kvinner (av Stieg larsson - annbefalast!!) av ei svensk jente vi delte rom med i Brisbane. Legg merke til det eksotiske Fiji-vatnet, eg maatte ta med meg flaska vidare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNQtsY6YI/AAAAAAAAAWk/O3i6jDBaJNQ/s1600-h/P1010264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168244193257858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNQtsY6YI/AAAAAAAAAWk/O3i6jDBaJNQ/s320/P1010264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kjartan la seg flat paa baatens ovre dekk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNQ9sY6ZI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5j5I1NV8GbA/s1600-h/P1010265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168248488225170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNQ9sY6ZI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5j5I1NV8GbA/s320/P1010265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Vi likar baatliv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNRdsY6aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pcci8_P6nZk/s1600-h/P1010269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168257078159778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNRdsY6aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pcci8_P6nZk/s320/P1010269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hittil den storste dormen vi har sove paa. 100 senger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNR9sY6bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5RuiIqZ149Y/s1600-h/P1010274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168265668094386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNR9sY6bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5RuiIqZ149Y/s320/P1010274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paradis!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168669395020258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNpdsY6eI/AAAAAAAAAXU/QjZzSJ_bhYQ/s320/P1010344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ein av dei ansatte paa Beachcomber - korrekt antrukke i skjort!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168660805085634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNo9sY6cI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ORhg7z7dlak/s320/P1010292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ein artig leik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050168665100052946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXNpNsY6dI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6PpFvts5TsY/s320/P1010298.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Endaa ein artig leik :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Utsnitt fraa meg og Marie sitt forsok som bulajenter:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIJ9sY6VI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Idk9VC17Pd4/s1600-h/CIMG0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050162630671001938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIJ9sY6VI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Idk9VC17Pd4/s320/CIMG0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIKdsY6WI/AAAAAAAAAWU/mAYDhgIb5OI/s1600-h/CIMG0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050162639260936546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIKdsY6WI/AAAAAAAAAWU/mAYDhgIb5OI/s320/CIMG0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIKtsY6XI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KxdKxzEgdcE/s1600-h/CIMG0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050162643555903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXIKtsY6XI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KxdKxzEgdcE/s320/CIMG0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I dag/gaar tok vi fly fraa Fiji til L.A, turens lengste samanhengande flytur (9t 45min) . Flyet letta fraa Fiji torsdag 5.april kl.22 og landa i L.A torsdag 5.april kl.13.00 - slaa den! Vi har kryssa datolinja i Stillehavet, saa dette er det lengste dognet i vaart liv, ca 45 timar langt om eg ikkje tek heilt feil. Ei veke med 8 dagar - det skulle vel dokke studentane hatt! :p Flyet var ogsaa imponerande, det storste eg har tatt. To etasjar og over 700 seter. I tillegg vart eg og Marie svaert henrykte daa vi fekk utdelt ein liten pose med minitannborste og tannkrem, sokkar og sovemaske!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050160448827615426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXGK9sY6MI/AAAAAAAAAVE/F_csFR-U9bo/s320/CIMG0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Marie er fornogd med sovemaske :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sikkerhetskontrollen i USA gjekk greit og smertefritt forutan ein fyr i passkontrollen som spurte meg ca 100 spm med mistenkelig tonefall&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Korleis uttaler ein etternavnet ditt, kva slags bokstav er det?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Har du vore i USA for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Har du mat med deg?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kva skal du her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kva gjorde du i Norge for du reiste?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Studerte kva?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kva har du med deg fraa Australia og Fiji?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kjopte du ingenting der?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kle, ok. Kva med mat eller gaaver?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kva skal du i L.A?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Veit du korleis du skal komme deg dit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dette er berre eit Utdrag!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Marie og Kjartan maatte vente ei stund for eg vart ferdig med mr. Streng Passmann :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050160453122582738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXGLNsY6NI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OiG75H-BFhg/s320/CIMG0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;NO er vi i USA folkens!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-6514096851470622486?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/6514096851470622486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=6514096851470622486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6514096851470622486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6514096851470622486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/04/bula.html' title='Bula!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RhXHgNsY6SI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VrKx3T0X1g8/s72-c/CIMG0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-7972380199498552174</id><published>2007-03-29T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:37:01.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>endelig; KENGURU!!</title><content type='html'>I gaar tok vi turen til Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary, eit slags zoo med lokale dyr (det hoyres nesten ut som noko a la hjorteparken paa Svanoy, men lokale dyr faar ei heilt anna betydning her - Australia har dei ti giftigaste slangane i verda!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047492323462745906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxLhoKCDzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/zpBM_PooUgc/s320/CIMG0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Koalaen sov eller kviler 19 timar i dognet!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vi fekk sett alle dei obligatoriske australske dyra. Kenguru, koala, emu, wombat og eit hus med ekle og giftige slangar. K skulle vere toff og ta bilete med ein slange rundt halsen, men alt han fekk var ein liten pyton som ikkje var giftig :p Ellers fekk Marie sitt etterlengta klem-ein-koala-bilete. Eg var mest fascinert av kenguruane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047493487398883154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxMlYKCD1I/AAAAAAAAAU4/6qhi7V6vhX0/s320/CIMG0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi blei overaska (og litt skeptiske i starten) daa vi saag at kenguruane ikkje var inngjerda, vi kunne gaa fritt blant dei og mate dei og ta paa dei. Daa var det artig aa sjaa australske ungar paa 2-3 aar som var like uredde og komfortable rundt kenguruane som om dei sjolv skulle vore ein. Kanskje ungane blir slik i Australia? Dei var saann "Dad, can you lift me up, I want to touch the emuuu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047490343482822402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxJuYKCDwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/RhaNXcDEW0g/s320/CIMG0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Legg merke til guten som matar kenguruane i bakgrunnen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047490334892887794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxJt4KCDvI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eErk9VxjZbU/s320/CIMG0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047490352072757010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxJu4KCDxI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MDIa5GeSTts/s320/CIMG0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ein trott liten joey (kenguruunge) som laag litt unna resten av gjengen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Vi fekk ogsaa med oss nokre informative foredrag, eit om koalaen og eit om pytonslangen. Samvitet vart litt letta daa vi skjonte at dette er meir etisk ein eit vanleg zoo, dei arbeider for koalaenes beste. Dei har 130 koalaer paa reservatet, og dei har ulike namn paa og klarar aa skille alle fraa kvarandre! Ho med slangen fortalte oss korleis vi kunne unngaa slangebitt i "bushen" - vi er takknemmelege for at vi berre har hoggorm aa hanskast med!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxLhYKCDyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/D9LpvG69pT0/s1600-h/CIMG0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047492319167778594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxLhYKCDyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/D9LpvG69pT0/s320/CIMG0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Paa alle slike attraksjonar ser vi skuleklassar paa ekskursjon - festlig med uniformane :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxJtoKCDuI/AAAAAAAAAUA/r9f3koNg83g/s1600-h/CIMG0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047490330597920482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxJtoKCDuI/AAAAAAAAAUA/r9f3koNg83g/s320/CIMG0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Denne er ikkje noko eksotisk zoo-innslag, men ein heilt vanleg fugl eg knipsa i eit blomsterbed paa torget mitt i byen. Dette er som byduene heime, Australia har jo alltid ein meir eksotisk varient enn det vi er vande med (maa innromme eg stivnar litt naar desse hoppar opp paa benken og gaar mot meg - sjekk nebbet!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-7972380199498552174?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/7972380199498552174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=7972380199498552174' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7972380199498552174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7972380199498552174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/endelig-kenguru.html' title='endelig; KENGURU!!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgxLhoKCDzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/zpBM_PooUgc/s72-c/CIMG0532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-4594572459830809918</id><published>2007-03-25T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:52:13.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem kan segla forutan vind?</title><content type='html'>Nettopp tilbake etter to dagar og to netter paa ein seglebaat, type Condor. 26 stykker var vi, i tillegg til eit crew paa tre. Vi har bada, sola oss, snorkla, segla, prata, lest, slappa av, hort paa musikk, ete god mat....ja. Sove LITE (frukosten i gang i 6-tida!!) Eg har funne ut at eg vil ha baat naar eg blir "stor" og at jordomsegling hadde vore noko! Har vore lite baatliv paa meg dei siste aara, men no merkar eg at eg saknar det. Saa far el. Oyvind; Naar eg kjem heim vil eg ut i baaten! :) Her er nokre bilete, etter iherdig styring fraa meg og Marie si side. Saag plutseleg at nokon av bileta er sidelengs, men det faar berre vere slik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdbeH9vcqI/AAAAAAAAATo/NtKNOhaBvd8/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046102480584143522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdbeH9vcqI/AAAAAAAAATo/NtKNOhaBvd8/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke i aksjon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rgdben9vcrI/AAAAAAAAATw/v1RD9bcz6v8/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046102489174078130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rgdben9vcrI/AAAAAAAAATw/v1RD9bcz6v8/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Av og til maatte vi ta i eit tak (her; tecking)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rgdbe39vcsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cd5t-RrdiR0/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046102493469045442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rgdbe39vcsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cd5t-RrdiR0/s320/IMG_2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...men vi slappa mest av&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY7n9vcmI/AAAAAAAAATI/D3k9r5WOb3k/s1600-h/IMG_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046099688855401058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY7n9vcmI/AAAAAAAAATI/D3k9r5WOb3k/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nydelege Whitehaven beach - og vi fekk ha stranda for oss sjolve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY8H9vcnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LNAR-dMnjpc/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046099697445335666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY8H9vcnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LNAR-dMnjpc/s320/IMG_2509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mighty Condor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY8n9vcoI/AAAAAAAAATY/YR2Ht7PBlUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046099706035270274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY8n9vcoI/AAAAAAAAATY/YR2Ht7PBlUQ/s320/IMG_2588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kjartan paa veg til aa ta ein baklengs salto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY839vcpI/AAAAAAAAATg/WeK6hgjcUcI/s1600-h/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046099710330237586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdY839vcpI/AAAAAAAAATg/WeK6hgjcUcI/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eg og Marie, straalande opplagde 6.oo A.M ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVrn9vciI/AAAAAAAAASo/6_CTJbe0-_I/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046096115442610722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVrn9vciI/AAAAAAAAASo/6_CTJbe0-_I/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eg i ei saers flatterande "stinger suit" Desse maatte vi ha paa baade under bading og snorkling pga dei farlige manetane som finnast her i Queensland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVsH9vcjI/AAAAAAAAASw/3KOtShGVzC8/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046096124032545330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVsH9vcjI/AAAAAAAAASw/3KOtShGVzC8/s320/IMG_2342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heilt ok stad aa vere ein sondagsmorgon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVsX9vckI/AAAAAAAAAS4/34I4A8IaNM8/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046096128327512642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVsX9vckI/AAAAAAAAAS4/34I4A8IaNM8/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naturleg oyeblikk (faktisk) etter mykje posering&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVs39vclI/AAAAAAAAATA/55sqzfU-7Iw/s1600-h/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046096136917447250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdVs39vclI/AAAAAAAAATA/55sqzfU-7Iw/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paa veg fraa stranda til baaten&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-4594572459830809918?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/4594572459830809918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=4594572459830809918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4594572459830809918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4594572459830809918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/vem-kan-segla-forutan-vind.html' title='Vem kan segla forutan vind?'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RgdbeH9vcqI/AAAAAAAAATo/NtKNOhaBvd8/s72-c/IMG_2640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-4064343683486726515</id><published>2007-03-22T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:56:51.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stort og vakkert</title><content type='html'>Har no vore eit par dagar i Coffs Harbour og fire netter paa backpackarstaden Byron Bay. Eg har aldri vore heilt gira paa Australia, grunnen til at vi er her er at dei andre to (spes Marie) hadde lyst. Men eg maa seie eg blir meir overbevist for kvar dag. For det forste er det folka, dei er saa hygglige, utadvendte og bilde. Naar ein gaar ut av ein klesbutikk seier ekspeditoren "See you, darling!" som den mest naturlege ting i verda. For det andre er det naturen. Fordi om den her paa kysten kan sjaa ut som England eller Danmark (strender og flatt), er det likevel noko med lyset og fargane, det ser ut som tatt utifraa ein film eller eit maaleri. I tillegg dukkar det alle stader opp rare dyr, spesielt fuglar med laaange nebb og rare fargar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For det tredje er det sjolve fenomenet Australia. Eg les no Bill Bryson si reiseberetning "Down under" og Australia ER fascinerande. F.eks det faktum at ingen av oss eigentleg veit noko om landet, utanom stikkorda kenguru og surfing. (OK, Isabel og co; Home and Away...) Eit saa stort og spanande land, og vi laerer ingenting om det paa skulen og les lite om det i Australia. Til gjengjeld hadde vaare australske vener aldri hoyrt om Mao Zedung! To tips: 1. Les "Down under" 2. Reis til Australia. Sjolv maa eg tilbake. Tre veker er altfor lite og vi har ikkje ein gong vore i den beromte og farlige outbacken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ein ting som Bill Bryson skriv om, er aussiane sin greie for gigantiske utgaaver av tilfeldige ting. Og det har vi faatt oppleve. I Couffs Harbour dyrkar dei bananer saa den storste severdigheten der var "The big banana". Eg og Marie tok oss like godt ein sykkeltur dit. Paa ein matpausestopp paa ein busstur kom vi over ei stor reke med lyskastarar i augene (!). I gaar saag vi ogsaa ein gigantisk ananas ut bussvinduet, diverre fekk vi ikkje fotografert denne....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No er vi i Airlie Beach. Her skal vi segle til dei beromte og visstnok ein av dei vakraste stadene i landet, Whitsundays islands. Der skal vi snorkle ved verdas storste levande organisme, Great barrier reef. To dagar og to netter paa ein baat med 26 andre. Vi gler oss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa, bildene vil ikkje, saa dei kjem seinare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-4064343683486726515?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/4064343683486726515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=4064343683486726515' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4064343683486726515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4064343683486726515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/stort-og-vakkert.html' title='stort og vakkert'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-7896447073355503015</id><published>2007-03-15T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T18:19:06.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Og for ikkje aa gloyme...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjzH2hyidI/AAAAAAAAASg/p1EnHRDcqJo/s1600-h/macbeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042047099063142866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjzH2hyidI/AAAAAAAAASg/p1EnHRDcqJo/s320/macbeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....var eg og Marie paa ei oppsetning av Shakespeare's Macbeth i sjolvaste operahuset. Hadde i utgangspunktet lyst paa opera, men det vart for dyrt (Kjartan gjekk likevel). Men Macbeth var eit godt alternativ. Stilige effektar, gode skodespelarar og litt humor inni all elendigheita (det er jo ei svart tragedie). Spraaket gjekk lettare enn forventa, dei hadde fornya det litt (sjolv om dei brukte dei kjende thee- og thou-formene) og snakka v-e-l-d-i-g hogt og tydeleg.&lt;br /&gt;(ikkje oversjaa den nye, laaange blogposten under her, eg posta desse samtidig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-7896447073355503015?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/7896447073355503015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=7896447073355503015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7896447073355503015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7896447073355503015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/og-for-ikkje-aa-gloyme.html' title='Og for ikkje aa gloyme...'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjzH2hyidI/AAAAAAAAASg/p1EnHRDcqJo/s72-c/macbeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-5718177552619497602</id><published>2007-03-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:16:17.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjnhGhyiPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/X35kjmedWVs/s1600-h/gunnhild+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042034338715306226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjnhGhyiPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/X35kjmedWVs/s320/gunnhild+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Vi, her representert av Marie, provar aa orientere oss paa kartet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kveld forlet vi byen, etter ein del sure miner. Kilroy har for forste gong paa turen svikta oss. Vi hadde paa forehand bestilt ein pakke med 2000km busspass og 10 gratisnetter paa YHA hostel. Vi tok i god tru inn paa YHA hostellet, eit 5stjerners faktisk, og tenkte at vi skulle faa papira vaare og leve glade dagar i sus og dus (les; gratis). I staden maatte vi vente mange dagar, betale 35 dollar natta og traale att og fram mellom YHA, Kilroy og Greyhound, med det resultat at ingen ville vedkjenne seg oss. Vi hadde jo ikkje skikkelige referansenummer ein gong (!?) Til slutt ordna det seg. Det var nesten litt julaftastemning daa vi i dag fekk dei etterlengta pakkane. Saa no ventar vi paa nattbuss til Coffs Harbour, som vi ikkje veit noko om, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;men det blir nok bra :) Her kjem ein biletserie fraa Sydney, byen utan historie. (t.o.m katedralane er jo nye, blir ikkje heilt det same som gamle europeiske byar...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042034355895175442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjniGhyiRI/AAAAAAAAARA/RHSejq9o5gI/s320/gunnhild+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ei koyeseng av i alt tre paa vaar female dorm (;sovesal). Enkel standard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042034364485110050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjnimhyiSI/AAAAAAAAARI/tfBJXMiS8Qg/s320/gunnhild+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;slik ser koyesenga ut etter eg og Marie har boltra oss eit par dagar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042038543488289074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjrV2hyiTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mHgsTt6A-6g/s320/gunnhild+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eigne hyller paa kjokenet - akkurat som paa hybelen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042038547783256386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjrWGhyiUI/AAAAAAAAARY/1Ya6CkGqZ9A/s320/gunnhild+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her maa vi spare pengar og bytte ut restaurant med eigenkomponert mat. Her er mitt bidrag. Min Sandane spesial - pasta med pesto og (her) champignon, tomat og brie paa toppen. Enkelt og godt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042038556373190994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjrWmhyiVI/AAAAAAAAARg/f-osX2vKwGY/s320/gunnhild+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan koyrer litt meir komplisert med kylling og tandorisaus, MEN den fargerike salaten er ein posemix!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042038564963125602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjrXGhyiWI/AAAAAAAAARo/SaRo59lZiPI/s320/gunnhild+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;og her er Marie sitt maaltid. Det er ikkje alltid saa greit aa vere kresen....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042042924354931058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjvU2hyiXI/AAAAAAAAARw/_ItQduB8fc0/s320/gunnhild+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg paa det finaste shoppingsenteret eg har sett; Queen Victoria Building. Men prisane seier "ikkje kjope, berre sjaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042042932944865666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjvVWhyiYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zXqn975zF_8/s320/gunnhild+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Hyde Park (ja, og dei har ogsaa Oxford street!) snubla vi over irane si feiring av St. Patricks day. Det gaar rykter om at denne dagen snart vert feira meir av utflytta irar enn dei i sjolve Irland...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042042941534800274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjvV2hyiZI/AAAAAAAAASA/U_6j1tbSUDc/s320/gunnhild+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daa Burger King-kjeden kom til Australia var det allereie ein mann som hadde si eiga sjappe med same namnet, difor maatte dei bytte det ut. Artig :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042042950124734882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjvWWhyiaI/AAAAAAAAASI/azRuCpO_yAY/s320/gunnhild+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eit fantastisk skilt vi fann i Royal botanic garden. Les det!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042044294449498546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjwkmhyibI/AAAAAAAAASQ/milpHfCJk2k/s320/gunnhild+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skulle hatt med kamera i gaar, daa hadde eg faatt eit blinkskudd. Dette er the next best thing, men poenget er: Den australske laid-back haldninga! Her ser vi ein forretningsmann i dress som tar seg ein park-powernap i lunsjen - rett paa graset med dress og det heile. Og dette ser vi mykje av. Vi har jo ikkje erfaring med aa bu i storbyar, men de som gjer det; Er det vanleg eller er det eit australsk fenomen?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042044303039433154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjwlGhyicI/AAAAAAAAASY/Tei3kuOmWc0/s320/gunnhild+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg og Marie trur vi er kule...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-5718177552619497602?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/5718177552619497602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=5718177552619497602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5718177552619497602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5718177552619497602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/sydney.html' title='Sydney'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfjnhGhyiPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/X35kjmedWVs/s72-c/gunnhild+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-1610013308419879395</id><published>2007-03-11T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:27:41.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G'day mate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfO71mhyiOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lFmXH2dP_zA/s1600-h/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040578937507449058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfO71mhyiOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lFmXH2dP_zA/s320/P1010040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vi er no paa eit nytt kontinent - Australia. Eit bevis paa at vi er her, meg framfor operabygget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040578933212481746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfO71WhyiNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bfQ2Oq2qGdE/s320/P1010018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(eg veit at biletet er daarleg, men etter at K har faatt speilrefleks har eg og M blitt litt slakke paa fotofronten, og sidan eg berre har M sitt kamera her var dette einaste alternativ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-1610013308419879395?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/1610013308419879395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=1610013308419879395' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1610013308419879395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1610013308419879395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/gday-mate.html' title='G&apos;day mate!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfO71mhyiOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lFmXH2dP_zA/s72-c/P1010040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-7950891249270998956</id><published>2007-03-08T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:18:35.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haaret mitt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eg har lenge tenkt paa aa klippe haaret sidan det er laaaangt og tjukt og lite praktisk i varme strok. Etter 2 mnd med backpacking og sol er det ogsaa blitt ganske slitt. Saa eg gjekk til frisoren. Og fekk haarklipp til 70 NOK, vel fornogd med det. Ba han om aa klippe det litt og aa tynne det ut nede. Det resulterte i ekstrem uttynning. Han har regelrett fjerna 3/4 av min haarmanke! Eg har no en tynn liten pistrete hestehale. Veldig uvant, men det er jo praktisk og veks nok ut att fort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039820506412517570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEKDGhyiMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oMZ8YoKE0dg/s320/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Det saag endaa tynnare ut, for han hadde strekt det. Ein ser det kanskje betre naar haaret er utslaatt eller vaatt....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-7950891249270998956?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/7950891249270998956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=7950891249270998956' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7950891249270998956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7950891249270998956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/haaret-mitt.html' title='Haaret mitt!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEKDGhyiMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oMZ8YoKE0dg/s72-c/Picture+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-2511938392051415829</id><published>2007-03-08T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:13:34.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Asia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039814227170330626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEEVmhyiAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XRmNdhKZE2k/s320/Picture+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Her har vi Petronas towers/Suria KLCC, kor vi har tilbragt mykje av KL- tida vaar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vaar siste dag i Asia. Her har vi vore 7 veker, men det foles lengre ut. Eg skal definitivt tilbake, 7 veker er langt ifraa nok! Kuala Lumpur har vist seg aa vere ein fin by, sjolv om ikkje severdighetene staar i ko. Merdeka Square, Lake gardens og Petronas Towers er vel stort sett det vi har faatt med oss. Ellers har vi "hengt" paa Suria KLCC, eit gigantisk kjopesenter i same bygning som tvillingtaarna. Det som er spesielt med byen er det multikulturelle. Her er 1/3 malayiske muslimar, 1/3 indiske og 1/3 kinesarar. Dei har little India og Chinatown. Paa kinoen var det teksta paa baade malay og kinesisk, halalrestaurantar er regelen heller enn unntaket og vi har sett slor i alle variantar paa muslimske kvinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEBBmhyh8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/CIMC4DTlq5s/s1600-h/P1010275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039810585038063554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEBBmhyh8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/CIMC4DTlq5s/s320/P1010275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kjartan har investert i eit Canon speilreflekskamera.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039810597922965458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEBCWhyh9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Nm2kTaVJsw4/s320/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Det resulterer i ganske mange bilete av oss sjolve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039818414763444402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEIJWhyiLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DI7ozJSktIA/s320/Picture+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i alle situasjonar. Plutselig blir Kjartan som et digestivekjeks eit framifraa fotomotiv...!?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039810610807867378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEBDGhyh_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/E4xo-claRGQ/s320/P1010302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frukosten vaar paa Green Hut lodge. Bra med mjolk iallefall!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039814235760265234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEEWGhyiBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZlYdZhrQyMc/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vaar store sightseeing-dag. Her er meg og Marie paa Merdeka Square.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039814252940134450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEEXGhyiDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XWe9q2-6juo/s320/P1010308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard Rock Cafe om kvelden. Happy hour med CARLSBERG. Vi jentene er dei maateholdne og delte vaar 2 for 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039815726113916994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEFs2hyiEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/T1PfEsEtY5c/s320/P1010303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan slo paa stortromma. Fornogd med at dei hadde hans favorittol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039815734703851602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEFtWhyiFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9e0tsg114f4/s320/P1010309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie veit endaa ikkje heilt om ho har eit favorittol....?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039815738998818914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEFtmhyiGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sDQONHjkrvU/s320/P1010331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twin towers by night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039815747588753522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEFuGhyiHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kumwjiEWtSM/s320/P1010335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Utsikt fraa Petronas twin towers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039816842805414018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEGt2hyiII/AAAAAAAAAP4/8HWroF0xIs0/s320/P1010342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie og utsikta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039816847100381330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEGuGhyiJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/X3OTGI_3lvQ/s320/P1010349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg som sperrar for utsikta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039816851395348642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEGuWhyiKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GbnHo5e-BJI/s320/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan likar Kuala Lumpur, og aa fotografere KL. "Byen er saa symmetrisk!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-2511938392051415829?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/2511938392051415829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=2511938392051415829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2511938392051415829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2511938392051415829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodbye-asia.html' title='Goodbye Asia!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RfEEVmhyiAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XRmNdhKZE2k/s72-c/Picture+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-32356727654753108</id><published>2007-03-04T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:15:25.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL og paddesmugling</title><content type='html'>(Gaars)dagens: Eg har uvitande smugla ei medium stor padde (!) fraa Thailand til Malaysia. 18 timar har den stakkars (?) padda laage samanpressa i min smekkfulle sekk. Eg oppdaga plutseleg at posane mine (som ein erfaren backpacker er sjolvsagt alle klede pakka i posar) rasla saann. Den har tydelegvis vore med oss sidan Gecko-bungalowen (der saag eg iallefall ei padde rett ved sekken min, og staden vi bur paa no ser ikkje ut som ein typisk paddeplass) Kjartan, maatte som mannen i gruppa fange den i ein pose og slapp den forvirra padda laus i Kuala Lumpurs gater. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Det er nemlig her vi er no - Kuala Lumpur, byen med det eksotiske namnet. Byen som framleis har "twin towers" (dei var dei hogste skyskraparane i verda inntil 2004). Her skal vi sleppe vaare vestlege demonar laus (etter mykje autentisk asiatisk) og shoppe (vindaugs- for min del), gaa paa kino (type:Hollywoodfilm), trene (det maa jo til), ete paa Hard rock cafe og tilbringe vaar siste natt i Asia paa "luksushotell" (skal prove aa finne eit hotell til ca 300kr natta MED basseng). Vi har etter to timars vandring paa mafaa komt til byens storste kjopesenter. Etter uttrykket i fjeset til Marie daa ho saag alle butikkane og etasjane trur eg vi kjem til aa bruke eit par dagar her :p&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038333610752839810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RevBuYjVkII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sX1ybvEtEns/s320/Gunnhild+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm, kor skal eg starte....?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038333602162905202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RevBt4jVkHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lSaKVAttmCw/s320/Gunnhild+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eit lite utsnitt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-32356727654753108?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/32356727654753108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=32356727654753108' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/32356727654753108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/32356727654753108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/kl-og-paddesmugling.html' title='KL og paddesmugling'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RevBuYjVkII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sX1ybvEtEns/s72-c/Gunnhild+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-2947060725110490576</id><published>2007-03-01T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:42:32.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kano(o)n!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036915186174329746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea3rNOxA5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/73cSi7XbNBg/s320/Gunnhild+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I starten - ved godt mot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ojoj, eg kunne jo nesten ha faatt jobb i Se&amp;hor pga daarlege ordspeloverskrifter. Velvel. Vi har bestemt oss for aa bruke vaar siste veke i Thailand........i Krabi, som sist veke ;) Blir mykje styr og pengar aa reise ein plass og saa likar vi oss her. Dessutan er det greit aa kunne vere saa lenge paa ein stad naar vi framover ikkje kjem til aa vere meir enn to-tre veker i eitt land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidan dagane her i Krabi blir ganske late (stranda/hengekoye med bok/musikk er stort sett det det gaar i ispedd eting og kortspeling...) maa vi avogtil finne paa noko. Saa i dag dro vi paa kanotur i "jungelen" (mangroveskogar og limestonecliffs, utruleg natur her!) Eg og M utgjorde eit sabla bra team, vi kunne ofte sjaa dei andre, utanom naar vi hang oss fast i greiner og vart liggande endaa lengre bak :p Trudde at det var armane som skulle faa gjennomgaa, men eg kjente det veldig i rygg og skuldrar. Thaimassasje snart!! Vi padla langt og lenge, trudde vi aldri skulle faa mat, men til slutt fekk vi lunch i lag med vaare apevenner. Det krydde av apar der, og vi blir aldri lei av aa sjaa paa dei! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea3rtOxA6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/CF7Fd5yPxRo/s1600-h/Gunnhild+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036915194764264354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea3rtOxA6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/CF7Fd5yPxRo/s320/Gunnhild+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie og Gunnhild - superkanoen om du vil ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036917771744641986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea6BtOxA8I/AAAAAAAAANA/zohuVAYfmWM/s320/Gunnhild+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036917776039609298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea6B9OxA9I/AAAAAAAAANI/liOcd-vAC4c/s320/Gunnhild+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036917784629543906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea6CdOxA-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RQboU78jgFg/s320/Gunnhild+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nyfodd apebaby med beskyttande mor. Saa sot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paa vegen tilbake gjekk vi inn i ei hule full av flaggermus (paa slike organiserte turar her i Thailand er det alltid en del avstikkarar vi ikkje visste om paa veg heim) og vi bada i eit fantastisk "pool". Ein slags kulp midt i jungelen, knallblaa og Kald! (sjoen er jo omtrent varmare enn lufta her, saa badetemperatur i norsk stil var herlig!) - den var veldig djup ogsaa, guidane hoppa fraa hoooge tre. Kjekk og aktiv dag - no er vi klare for biljard paa Smile bar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036919206263718898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea7VNOxA_I/AAAAAAAAANY/PDZDe1NJNyA/s320/Gunnhild+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toffe badenymfer, Kjartan og Marie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036919214853653506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea7VtOxBAI/AAAAAAAAANg/tbObtZ0cMBY/s320/Gunnhild+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...og hakket toffare. Guiden hoppar fraa treet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-2947060725110490576?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/2947060725110490576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=2947060725110490576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2947060725110490576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2947060725110490576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/03/kanoon.html' title='Kano(o)n!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rea3rNOxA5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/73cSi7XbNBg/s72-c/Gunnhild+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-4420373749192005327</id><published>2007-02-24T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:57:16.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desse bileta hoyrer til posten under:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_88SWdG5I/AAAAAAAAALs/2FH-asnCu3I/s1600-h/Gunnhild+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035021021071874962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_88SWdG5I/AAAAAAAAALs/2FH-asnCu3I/s320/Gunnhild+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eg les paa Railay beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_88iWdG6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/F-wMQTsPrLM/s1600-h/Gunnhild+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035021025366842274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_88iWdG6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/F-wMQTsPrLM/s320/Gunnhild+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Railay beach - nydelig "scenery"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89CWdG7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pQL5SrUlezM/s1600-h/Gunnhild+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035021033956776882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89CWdG7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pQL5SrUlezM/s320/Gunnhild+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meg, Nathan, Dave, Jordan (ein fraa the Gecko) og Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89SWdG8I/AAAAAAAAAME/imw3c8kJGSU/s1600-h/Gunnhild+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035021038251744194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89SWdG8I/AAAAAAAAAME/imw3c8kJGSU/s320/Gunnhild+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laura og Nathan speler fire paa rad (fantastisk barkonsept - vi fekk utdelt slike i lag med olen :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89iWdG9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/-hvOM82vCQs/s1600-h/Gunnhild+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035021042546711506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_89iWdG9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/-hvOM82vCQs/s320/Gunnhild+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alle i djup konsentrasjon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-4420373749192005327?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/4420373749192005327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=4420373749192005327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4420373749192005327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4420373749192005327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/desse-bileta-hoyrer-til-posten-under-eg.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd_88SWdG5I/AAAAAAAAALs/2FH-asnCu3I/s72-c/Gunnhild+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-5644212806966497561</id><published>2007-02-23T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:51:30.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dag er vaar femte dag paa Napparat Thara Beach, Krabi. Dagen etter vi kom motte vi vaare australske vener (som vi vart kjende med paa trekking for nokre veker sidan) Dave og Jon. Medan vi har vore i Laos og Kambodsja har dei vore i Sor-Thailand. Vi har ogsaa blitt kjende med eit par, Nathan og Laura, som bur i leiligheita under Dave&amp;Jon i Melbourne. Om desse 4 er typiske ”aussies” kan vi verkeleg glede oss til Australia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vi bur paa ein plass som heiter Laughing Gecko drive av ei canadisk-italiensk dame, Patricia (ho har budd her i 15 aar), og hennar thailandske mann. Dei har to ungar og den eldste, Nayana paa ni aar, er verkeleg spesiell! Ho verkar mykje eldre enn ni aar, sikkert fordi ho omgaas med saa mange backpackarar. Ho er morosam og kvikk, utadvendt, pratar engelsk flytande (pga mora) i tillegg til 6 andre spraak. Faren som har spelt i band har laert ho aa spele gitar, og ho tar t.o.m en ”Jimi Hendrix” med gitaren paa ryggen! Vi har jamma litt i lag og eg har laert ho riffet i ”Come as you are” med Nirvana – no hoyrer eg det titt og ofte fraa oppholdsrommet. Bungalowane er ikkje akkurat komfortable, men atmosfaeren her er topp og prisane laage. Kvar kveld lagar dei middagsbuffet og alle et i lag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034941199104678738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd-0WCWdG1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vqyZiX5Clus/s320/Gunnhild+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nayana og ein av hennar mange kattar i bungalowen vaar (vi faar ofte besok!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vi har hatt det kjekt med strandliv om dagen og uteliv om kvelden. Jon reiste heim torsdag morgon, han skulle sjaa yndlingsbandet sitt heime i Melbourne og deretter fly tilbake til Thailand! Vi har planar om aa besoke dei naar vi kjem til Australia, saa avskjeden var forhaapentligvis berre midlertidig. Rart aa tenke paa at dei fleste vi blir kjende med her ser vi aldri att! Dave reiser i dag og Nath&amp;Laura skal vere her til mandag, og vi likar oss saa godt at vi blir nok verande ei stund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034942461825063778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd-1fiWdG2I/AAAAAAAAALE/VuF8_QIz6Q0/s320/Gunnhild+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ool paa Hippies bar.  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10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd-27iWdG4I/AAAAAAAAALU/v9OkfkVlbQc/s320/Gunnhild+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dave og Kjartan i longtailboat paa veg til Railay beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034944038078061426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd-27SWdG3I/AAAAAAAAALM/EoD8d3zaQGU/s320/Gunnhild+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Badelovene Marie og Dave paa Railay beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hadde mange fleire bilete, men som vanleg har eg problem med aa faa lasta dei opp her - kjipt. Faar prove att seinare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-5644212806966497561?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/5644212806966497561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=5644212806966497561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5644212806966497561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5644212806966497561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dag-er-vaar-femte-dag-paa-napparat.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rd-0WCWdG1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vqyZiX5Clus/s72-c/Gunnhild+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-5779036730689239030</id><published>2007-02-16T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:13:39.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradis :)</title><content type='html'>Vi var i Bangkok nokre dagar, shoppa, sendte heim ein kasse med div vi ikkje treng, feira bursdagen min og siste kvelden var vi paa muy thai boxing - saann ser det ut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN7CWdGvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ezI0yNuZNEM/s1600-h/Gunnhild+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032084204039248626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN7CWdGvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ezI0yNuZNEM/s320/Gunnhild+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Det er heile 10 kampar (kvar med 5 rundar paa tre min) i ein billett og varer i ca 4 timar! Under oppvarmingskampane er det ikkje saa mange folk, men des naerare ein kjem hovudkampen, des fleire folk og hogre stemning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN7SWdGwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9CQ4KP9KNt4/s1600-h/Gunnhild+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032084208334215938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN7SWdGwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9CQ4KP9KNt4/s320/Gunnhild+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Her har vi kveldens hovudkamp. Omtrent alt er lov, og dei boksar uten sko!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Onsdag tok vi bussen fraa Bangkok og sorover, og saa ein fancy baat (meir luksurios enn ekspressbaaten til Bergen, og her er vi vane med gamle trebaatar og braakete motor) til Koh Tao, skilpaddeoya. Her skal vi vaere til mandag. Kjartan og Marie tek dykkersertifikat og eg som ikkje er saa glad i aa opphalde meg under vatn, latar meg paa stranda. Nydelig lita oy med lite turisme i forhold til andre oyer i Thailand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032084221219117858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN8CWdGyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zJwiC3xhpBo/s320/Gunnhild+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Vaart forste mote med havet. Etterlengta, eg har jo ikkje sett det siden Floro for ein maaned sidan!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032086656465574722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWQJyWdG0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/l13m9V7Esq8/s320/Gunnhild+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN8SWdGzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/StIPZsQsi-s/s1600-h/Gunnhild+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032084225514085170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN8SWdGzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/StIPZsQsi-s/s320/Gunnhild+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frukostutsikta er upaaklageleg!! Her inntar vi omelett, fruktsalat, fruktshakes osv. Saknet etter grovbrod er stort, men vi har funne ut at dei fleste bakeri (og det er nesten alltid eit i naerleiken) har litt grovare brod. Eg har funne meg ein kaffibar rett over gata med internet, lesestoff, avslappande jazz (svaert etterlengta etter all thai-popen!), kaffi og grove baguettar med variert paalegg - eg kjem nok til aa tilbringe litt av tida mi her dei neste dagane!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-5779036730689239030?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/5779036730689239030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=5779036730689239030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5779036730689239030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5779036730689239030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/paradis.html' title='Paradis :)'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdWN7CWdGvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ezI0yNuZNEM/s72-c/Gunnhild+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-8696701245136127927</id><published>2007-02-12T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:15:00.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biletoppdatering!</title><content type='html'>Etter mykje dataproblem trur eg no det skal gaa inn aa legge inn bilete, saa her kjem ei rask og blanda oppsummering fraa Kambodsja&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030896710006414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFV5yWdGtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pbZQLu_djGw/s320/P1010219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angkor Wat, eit imponerande omraade. Dei beste bileta har eg diverre ikkje her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFROyWdGkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KCh3NhlMtFU/s1600-h/gunnhild+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030891573225527874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFROyWdGkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KCh3NhlMtFU/s320/gunnhild+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Vi vart nesten mest imponerte over korleis trea veks saman med bygningane, som her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893690644404834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFTKCWdGmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/t7RXp3C_lnU/s320/P1010262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flytande landsbyar paa Tonle Sap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893699234339442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFTKiWdGnI/AAAAAAAAAII/JUik4nUlQj0/s320/P1010265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ein familie i baat. Alle i familien er med paa aa fiske, levebrodet deira.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895640559557266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFU7iWdGpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DekcDMoHZUk/s320/P1010287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Battambang leigde vi mopedar med sjaaforar ein heil dag. Fin maate aa sja seg om paa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893703529306754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFTKyWdGoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x-WxQYjwBds/s320/P1010278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marie og sjaaforen hennar. Solbriller og munnbind er obligatorisk verneutstyr (stovete vegar!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895644854524578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFU7yWdGqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dvNZv2qKBzY/s320/P1010290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Det beromte "bamboo train" som vi tok ned att. Litt overvurdert, men nok en ny transportmaate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895649149491890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFU8CWdGrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/quCPauOm8o0/s320/gunnhild+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Dette saag vi paa grensaa til Thailand. Her i Asia er det snakk om effektiv pakking. Legg merke til mannen paa toppen (!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20-aars dagen min tilbragte eg paa bussen fraa Kambodsja til Bangkok, inkludert eitpar svette timar i passkontroll. Vel framme var vi for trotte til nokon feiring, saa den tok vi dagen etter (i gaar). Motte to amerikanske jenter, Mish og Sarah, over eit olglas. Saman med dei var vi innom eit par klubbar og dansa leeenge. Vi haapar det ligg litt trening i det, for her er kaloriinntaket hogt og -forbruket laagt... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895653444459202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFU8SWdGsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U6zxrOvJaNI/s320/gunnhild+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Marie, Mich, Sara og meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-8696701245136127927?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/8696701245136127927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=8696701245136127927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8696701245136127927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8696701245136127927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/biletoppdatering.html' title='Biletoppdatering!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RdFV5yWdGtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pbZQLu_djGw/s72-c/P1010219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-3879958348012337346</id><published>2007-02-09T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:28:34.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogdepunkt!!</title><content type='html'>Stod opp 5.30 (i gaar stod vi opp 4.30 for aa sjaa solnedgangen ved Angkor Wat!) i dag tidlig for aa ta ekspressboat til Battambang. Den gaar forst litt paa Tonle Sap, Asias storste innsjo, og saa paa smaaelver. I Lonely Planet stod det at det kunne ta alt fraa 3 til 9 timar avhengig av sesong. No er det torkesesong og sjoen er 1/3 av vanleg storelse. Nokre plassar er det nesten ikkje vatn og det er saa vidt baaten kjem seg gjennom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I byrjinga saag det ut som slow boat, (der vi ogsaa vart imponerte) men dette var mykje betre!! Vi fekk sjaa flytande landsbyar (kvart enkelt hus flyt og dei brukar smaa bananforma trebaatar til aa komme seg mellom husa), der det visstnok skal bu ca ti tusen uregistrerte fattige vietnamesarar! og langs elva fekk vi sjaa fiskarar i aksjon, ofte heile familiar. Ofte slik at mannen fiska og kvinna rodde, barna hjalp til. Mange, spesielt ungane, verka kjempeglade for aa sjaa oss, dei gliste og vinka. Vi fekk sitte paa taket, saa det var jo ogsaa eit bonus med baaten. Paa taket av baaten fekk eg verkeleg paradisfolelsen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daa vi kom fram var det 1 t med bil til byen. Dvs: 19 personar og minst like mange sekkar var vi i EIN pick-up! Vi sat paa kanten, lasteplanet, inni bilen (nokon heldige), ein paa taket, ein stod.... Og den vegen er det verste eg har vore borti. Men sidan det ikkje varte saa lenge var det mest morosamt, tivoli inkludert i baatbilletten! Eg sat paa botnen av lasteplanet og midt mellom to saa eg kunne ikkje halde meg fast - fleire gonger hoppa heile kroppen opp fraa lastaplanet i sittande stilling. (Det er vanskeleg aa forklare). Han som stod (og kunne sjaa fram) var "dommedagsprofeten" og sa "ok, prepare for this one", "wow, that's it!" og andre oppmuntrande setningar. Vi forstod det var "fare paa ferde" naar sjaaforen senka farten heilt. Det var store groper i vegen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desse to tinga, aa faa sjaa livet paa innsjoen og den strabasiose bilturen, gjer dagen i dag til hogdepunktet til no (for meg) kva det angaar opplevelsar. Greit nok aa sja Angkor Wat, vi har hort mykje om det og det er stort og flott (men altfor mange turistar!!), og andre slike severdigheter, men dette er mykje meir autentisk Kambodsja og noko vi ikkje har forventningar til (ein baattur - rein transport tenker vi kanskje forst). Det er daa vi faar a-ha-opplevingane. Det er heilt utruleg for annleis dei lever her (iallefall ser det slik ut) og det er veldig lett aa kunne "snike" paa liva til folk for husa er opne tvers igjennom, og har berre eit stort rom. I tillegg er dei fleste utanfor husa sine og gjer det meste der. Fordi om dei er fattige ser det ut som dei trivst, dei har det sosialt og dei veit vel ikkje saa mykje om eit anna liv (noko anna med dei i byen). Resten faar bileta fortelle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(og endaa ein gong er dataen teit og vil ikkje ta imot bileta mine. Maa nok vente med bilete til Bankok...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-3879958348012337346?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/3879958348012337346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=3879958348012337346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/3879958348012337346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/3879958348012337346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/hogdepunkt.html' title='Hogdepunkt!!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-8093727264798335882</id><published>2007-02-08T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:19:44.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phnom Penh - S21 og Killing Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt;(grunna daarleg data dei siste dagane kjem det tre blogpostar paa ein gong, i kvar sin porsjon, sjaa nedover sida)&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;I dag var vi (mest meg og Marie, Kjar&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;tan vart sjuk og maatte tilbake til hostellet) i S21-fengselet, no kalla Tuol Sleng museum, og paa Killing Fields. Dette var to av dei sentrale arenaene for Rode Khmers tortur fraa 1975 til 1979. Pol Pot og&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt; soldatane hans drap 2 millionar av sitt eige folk, av grunnar som at dei hadde utdannelse og snakka framande spraak. Det vert sett paa som eit av dei storste folkeutryddingane i historia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsioyWdGiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZDTHbg46UYE/s1600-h/s21-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029151492995357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsioyWdGiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZDTHbg46UYE/s320/s21-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Det er vanskeleg aa skildre korleis det var aa vaere der. Eg gjekk rundt i rom med jernsenger og instument brukt for tortur og blodflekkar paa golvet. Det er ikkje saa mange turistar der i gongen, saa ein kan vaere aaleine ei stund i eit rom og det var nesten litt skummelt. Dei har laga veldig mange bra fotoutstillingar, Rode Khmer har paa ein maate hjelpt til sjolv ved at dei dokumenterte mykje av det dei gjorde med fotografering og dei registrerte alle fangar med "mugshots" og biografiar. Verst var det aa sjaa ungane og barnesoldatane (bruken av barnesoldatar var utbredt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mange av romma var det store boards med mange smaa portrett og etter kvart lurte eg paa, ër dette folk som arbeidde her eller fangar?" Eg kom fort fram til at det ikkje spelar nokon rolle, dei fleste er jo offer uansett kva side dei er paa. Mange som var med i Rode Khmer var jo "vanlege folk", akkurat som oss, og mange av dei hadde ikkje noko val. Det er jo ein stor del av befolkninga, folk vi ser paa gata i dag, som var med paa aa gjere alle desse grusomhetene. Det som &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;er saa rart aa tenke paa er korleis Pol Pot og dei andre leiarane har faatt tusenvis av menneske til aa drepe sitt eige folk, angi familie og vener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rcsi3CWdGjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jKm2NSndfEg/s1600-h/S21-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029151737808493106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rcsi3CWdGjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jKm2NSndfEg/s320/S21-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Samtidig kan det bli litt mykje paa ein gong og ein faar nesten daarleg samvit om ein tenker paa noko anna. Vi saag ogsaa ein dokumentarfilm, bl.a om ei trist kjaerleikshistorie om to som vart drepne av Rode Khmer. Naar ein ser saanne ting foler ein at alt anna, livet vaart, blir veldig overflatisk. Det er ogsaa spesielt aa tenke paa at det ikkje er saa lenge sidan! Vi har sett mange bilete av jodane under Holocaust, men dette blir endaa naerare vaar tid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-8093727264798335882?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/8093727264798335882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=8093727264798335882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8093727264798335882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/8093727264798335882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/grunna-daarleg-data-dei-siste-dagane.html' title='Phnom Penh - S21 og Killing Fields'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsioyWdGiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZDTHbg46UYE/s72-c/s21-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-4053066403652253995</id><published>2007-02-08T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T07:07:48.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ei heilomvending</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt;(grunna daarleg data dei siste dagane kjem det tre blogpostar paa ein gong, i kvar sin porsjon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandag 5.feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det siste dognet har vi forandra en del paa reiseruta. Har vel eigentleg  skjont ei stund at Laos og Kambodsja paa to veker var ein lite realistisk plan.  Greit nok aa vere der i ei veke kvar, men alle reisedogna (og det blir ein del  paa desse humpete vegane!) kjem jo i tillegg. For aa komme fraa Thailand til  Laos brukte vi tre dagar og etter to dagar i Luang Prabang tok vi i gaar kveld  nattbussen til hovudstaden Vientiane, der vi skulle vere litt og saa reise  sorover med buss/baat (fins ikkje tognett her). Etter ei natt paa lokal nattbuss  (air-con bussen var full, sa vi reiste paa den lokale typen, ikkje vindtett,  ekle seter, stapp full av alt mulig og musikk (type laopop) heile natta – men  det var ein opplevelse!) kom vi trotte og sure fram til Vientiane som ikkje ser  ut som ein hovudstad og ikkje er noko postkortmotiv akkurat. Etter litt  diskusjon over frukosten paa ein kafe kom vi fram til: ”La oss droppe Laos og ta  fly (dyrt, men vi sparer mykje tid!) til Pnohm Penh i Kambodsja!”  To timar  seinare (etter prating med reisebyraa, tuk-tuk til flyplassen, mislykka uttak av  pengar (dei har ingen minibankar og maskina til exchangekontoret var i ustand),  kjop av litt dyrare bill med eit anna selskap som tok visa (!), heseblesande  innsjekking og passkontroll) sat vi paa flyet til Kambodsja, og etter ein og ein  halv time paa flyet steig vi ut i eitt nytt land og ei heilt anna klimasone  (etter frysing i nord er vi no tilbake til Bangkoktemp, 28 grader og steikande  sol) – effektivt! Vi foler at vi har juksa litt og berre hoppa over Laos, men av  og til maa ein prioritere. No blir vi her eit par dagar for vi reiser til Siem  Reap og sangomsuste Ankor Wat. For aa komme oss etter bussnatta uten sovn  betalte vi for solseng og adgang til badebassenget paa eit luksushotell, der vi  har tilbragt resten av ettermiddagen. Forste gong vi har sola oss paa reisa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilete fraa nattbussen Luang Prabang - Vientiane, type lokalvarianten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsdkyWdGfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wJiLZfbSlu4/s1600-h/gunnhild+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsdkyWdGfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wJiLZfbSlu4/s320/gunnhild+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029145926717741554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bussfilosofien i Asia: Vi stappar inn saa mykje vi kan, baade av folk og bagasje (t.o.m paa taket!) - men greit aa ha sekkestablar i midtgangen som sovepute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsdlCWdGgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pN3ACdYpKmw/s1600-h/gunnhild+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsdlCWdGgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pN3ACdYpKmw/s320/gunnhild+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029145931012708866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Det var ikkje heilt dette vi hadde tenkt oss, men vi er ved godt mot - eller...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-4053066403652253995?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/4053066403652253995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=4053066403652253995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4053066403652253995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/4053066403652253995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/ei-heilomvending.html' title='Ei heilomvending'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcsdkyWdGfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wJiLZfbSlu4/s72-c/gunnhild+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-5419870229401716956</id><published>2007-02-03T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T03:49:06.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No har vi hatt tre reisedogn paa rad, forst minibus fraa Chiang Mai til grensa, og saa slow boat to heile dagar (med overnatting mellom) i Laos, til vi naadde maalet, Luang Prabang. Slow boat var ein fantastisk maate aa reise paa, ein opplevelse i seg sjolv! Sjarmerande gamle trebaatar fylt til randen av folk i alle alderar. Mekongelva og landskapet rundt var flott og veldig asiatisk. Det vi (og resten) gjorde paa var for det meste aa lese - eg har lese ut Jonas av Jens Bjorneboe desse to dagane, og sjolvsagt blitt veldig engasjert/provosert :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027268040073497090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxpZdBSgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1WJMBz168mk/s320/S6000365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow boatar i havna. Ganske stilige :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxo5dBSfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7mlQ1Hwnrn4/s1600-h/S6000361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027268031483562482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxo5dBSfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7mlQ1Hwnrn4/s320/S6000361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kodakmoment! Eg er litt usikker paa om det er lov aa ta bilete av munkar, men han merka meg ikkje (eg er langt unna og zoomar) - munkar ser vi forresten overalt her i Soraustasia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxppdBShI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Unc_bWAGK_Q/s1600-h/S6000373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027268044368464402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxppdBShI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Unc_bWAGK_Q/s320/S6000373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nokre smaa gutar kom berande med nokre klessekkar - perfekte sitteplassar for vonde ryggar. Marie er innlevd i Engler og Demoner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxp5dBSiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Dq1cj8uHVUk/s1600-h/S6000382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027268048663431714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxp5dBSiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Dq1cj8uHVUk/s320/S6000382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Eit utsnitt av slow boaten og passasjerane (Kjartan som hoyrer paa musikk framme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luang Prabang er en sjarmerande liten by nord i Laos, arkitekturen vitnar om den franske kolonifortida. Kvite murhus med morkt tre paa dorer, vindu og moblar. Mykje kunstgalleri og marked med lokalt handverk. Trudde vi var lei av marked etter Beijing, Bankok og Chiang Mai, men dette var noko heilt anna! I dag har Kjartan bursdag, han vart vekt med bursdagssong, dikt og gaave (dopapir, sjokolade og minikonjakk - det vi hadde raad til, var problematisk aa faa tatt ut pengar i gaar) Vi har leigd syklar (7kr dagen!) og sett ulike tempel og en del kunst. I det storste tempelet paagjekk det en slags festival, ein munk sat og sang boner og mange lokale sat og hoyrte paa og ba. Kjartan gjekk inn og naar vi saag inn hadde ei gammal dame surra eit skjerf runt han, laert han aa be paa riktig maate og til riktig tid og ho gav han frukt. Han blei der inne ganske lenge, eg og M lurte paa om han hadde konvertert. I mellomtida spelte vi Gruble :) No skal vi ete middag og seinare feire bursdagen til Kjartan paa pub med nokre venner fraa Chiang Mai.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027273039415429682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcR2MZdBSjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tQYvszwj2kQ/s320/S6000413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027268022893627874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxoZdBSeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IjYS2A3CM4g/s320/P1010023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buddha, Kjartan og meg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027273048005364290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcR2M5dBSkI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nMsNUtnnw3E/s320/S6000428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kjartan og Marie kjoper fotball av straa, fin aa trikse med (for dei som kan saant...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-5419870229401716956?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/5419870229401716956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=5419870229401716956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5419870229401716956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/5419870229401716956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-har-vi-hatt-tre-reisedogn-paa-rad.html' title=''/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RcRxpZdBSgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1WJMBz168mk/s72-c/S6000365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-2335973931864020674</id><published>2007-01-29T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:36:58.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trekking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025411351481239874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Y_5dBSUI/AAAAAAAAADo/eWUcspi4vME/s320/gunnhild+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No er vi tilbake i Chiang Mai (by i nord-Thailand) etter tre dagar med trekking i "jungelen" (var ikkje saa altfor ulikt heime). Vi var ei gruppe paa 14 stk i alderen 19 til 27 (vi er alltid yngst..) fraa Norge, Tyskland, New Zealand, Kroatia/Sverige, Australia og England (m.a.o veldig mange engelskspraaklege!). Veldig kjekk tur med litt svetting (vi trudde det skulle vere verre), lite mat (tre maaltid om dagen er lite utan mellommaaltid, og ris/gronsaker mettar ikkje lenge), litt meir drikke, kortspeling, gitarspeling og prating rundt baalet. Forste dagen var vi paa bamboo rafting og siste dagen elefantridning, ellers gjekk det i bading i foss og gaaing. Forste natta overnatta vi ved ein foss for oss sjolve og andre natta var vi i ein landsby. Eg synes litt synd paa dei som bur der, med stoyande turistgrupper kvar kveld, men dei var smilande og hyggelege. Uvant med alle dyra som gjekk rundt fritt (hundar, kuer, villsvin, hone, haner, kyllingar, kattar!) Provar aa beskrive resten med bilete, ettersom tida gaar fort her paa internettkafeane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Zx5dBSZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nZ4-grI-x48/s1600-h/gunnhild+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025412210474699154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Zx5dBSZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nZ4-grI-x48/s320/gunnhild+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Soverommet" vaart, utstyrt med myggnetting og mange tepper (natta var kald!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025411355776207186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZAJdBSVI/AAAAAAAAADw/j9H21XXuIaM/s320/gunnhild+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philip (fraa Tyskland), meg og Dinko (fraa Kroatia, men bur i Sverige)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025411364366141794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZApdBSWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YIpGxWHjrEc/s320/gunnhild+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John (som forovrig lignar paa Vince Vaughan!) har aate ein chili :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025411368661109106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZA5dBSXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rcgQUeAD5tI/s320/gunnhild+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morgonkaffi ved baalet. Kjartan, John, Dave, Vivian (alle tre aussiar), Stephanie (tysk) og Mark (engelsk)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025411377251043714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZBZdBSYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GNyeVU2rkNY/s320/gunnhild+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                           ng lang rekke - trekking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025412214769666466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZyJdBSaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hp0WsRLVnfo/s320/gunnhild+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Landsbyen vi sov i andre natta. Her har dei omtrent ikkje kontakt med omverda!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZyZdBSbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wT1dxVeuTVg/s1600-h/gunnhild+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025412219064633778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZyZdBSbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wT1dxVeuTVg/s320/gunnhild+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg og Stephanie stod opp en time for dei andre for aa sjaa soloppgangen (gjekk uansett ikkje aa sove med galande hanar). Her tar eg bilde av meg og ei landsbyjente ved baalet :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Zy5dBScI/AAAAAAAAAEo/AM6f9dZ8i-U/s1600-h/gunnhild+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025412227654568386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Zy5dBScI/AAAAAAAAAEo/AM6f9dZ8i-U/s320/gunnhild+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vi sit alle stabla paa lasteplanet, paa vei til lunsj for elefantridning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZzJdBSdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VxaHPLfBM7Y/s1600-h/gunnhild+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025412231949535698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3ZzJdBSdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VxaHPLfBM7Y/s320/gunnhild+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg og Marie paa elefanten "vaar". Marie var mest skeptisk paa forhaand, men ho var den som satt framme paa sjolve elefanten (egentlig satt vi begge i eit sete midt paa, men guiden utfordra ho) Eg synes aa ri paa hest er skumlare, elefantane bevegar seg saa rolig. Men han aat ca halve skogen paa vegen og blei irritert (med lyd!) eit par gonger....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-2335973931864020674?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/2335973931864020674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=2335973931864020674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2335973931864020674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/2335973931864020674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/trekking.html' title='Trekking'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rb3Y_5dBSUI/AAAAAAAAADo/eWUcspi4vME/s72-c/gunnhild+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-6512342261954462920</id><published>2007-01-24T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:54:15.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late dagar i Bankok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rbg2ZJdBSRI/AAAAAAAAADE/2yiM0L4eO_4/s1600-h/Gunnhild+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023825189994055954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rbg2ZJdBSRI/AAAAAAAAADE/2yiM0L4eO_4/s320/Gunnhild+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Marie og Kjartan oppdaterer seg paa nyheter medan vi ventar paa passbilete vi har tatt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maa skrive endaa ein blogpost her, sidan det kanskje blir ei stund til neste. Som sagt er vi litt storbyleie, saa vi har ikkje gjort saa mykje her i Bankok utanom aa virre rundt og kjope litt klede (kule t-skjorter til 30kr, fake billabongshorts til 45kr, veske til 40kr - vanskeleg aa la vaere!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gaar var vi faktisk paa MBK center (eit gigantisk kjopesenter!) fraa kl.13 til kl.01. Etter litt handling, Starbucks og middag provde vi ut kinoen i toppetasjen. Deilige seter, knallbra lyd og en veldig god film (heldigvis engelsk tale) - Blood Duamond, ein film om konflikten i Sierra Leone, med bl.a Leonardo diCaprio og Jennifer Connelly. Neste gang eg skal ut paa tur blir det Afrika! Paa kinoen opplevde vi forresten noko spesielt: Midt mellom alle reklamane kom bilete av kong Bhumibol akkopagnert av nasjonalsangen og alle royste seg (heldigvis hadde eg lest i Lonely Planet at dette kunne skje, t.d paa togstasjonar, saa vi royste oss fort vi og) og sto som i giv akt heile sangen. Vi visste at dei er veldig opptatte av kongen (som har sete i 60 aar!), men paa ein kino!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naar vi kom heim til hostellet tok vi et par ol og snakka litt med nokre andre backpackarar paa hostellet. Dei fleste er er australske, hostelleigaren er australsk. Vi fekk mailadr til James, han kjem fraa Newcastle "down under" og kan vise oss rundt naar vi kjem dit :) Han var paa veg heimj, hadde vore nokre veker i Indokina og opplevd mykje rart. Han kom nesten i fengsel fordi politiet meinte han hadde dop i tinga sine (sjolv om dei ikkje fann det, og han hadde jo ikkje noko heller), og maatte betale seg fri med fleire tusen dollar. Naar han var i Laos vaakna han om natta av at nokon rota gjennom tinga hans. I Kambodsja kom han 5min etter ei gammal dame hadde dodd. Ho hadde ingen andre, saa han "did the praying and paid for her funeral and stuf"!! Haapar det hjelp litt at vi er tre som kan passe paa kvarandre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Endaa ein slakk dag i Bankok (men kanskje vi skal paa thai boxing) og saa tar vi i morgon toget til Chiang Mai (i Nord-Thailand) der vi skal paa ein tre dagars "trekking"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023825198583990562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rbg2ZpdBSSI/AAAAAAAAADM/EjWiSm8IFhU/s320/Gunnhild+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023825207173925170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rbg2aJdBSTI/AAAAAAAAADU/YZboVJp1e-E/s320/Gunnhild+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                            &lt;em&gt;Paa vei til aa fikse visum med tuk-tuk (pris:2kr)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-6512342261954462920?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/6512342261954462920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=6512342261954462920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6512342261954462920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/6512342261954462920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-dagar-i-bankok.html' title='Late dagar i Bankok'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/Rbg2ZJdBSRI/AAAAAAAAADE/2yiM0L4eO_4/s72-c/Gunnhild+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-3766321576022159188</id><published>2007-01-23T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:23:52.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oppsummering Beijing del 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(Beklager at denne bloggen blir saa rotete,men det er varierande kvalitet paa desse nettkafeane)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nokre fleire Beijingbilete:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsnZdBSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/OmUzXxgBy1s/s1600-h/gunnhild+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023181120993315010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsnZdBSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/OmUzXxgBy1s/s320/gunnhild+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marie og Kjartan ser utover trafikken i Beijing. Dei koyrer veldig seint til aa vere ein by, og har eit merkeleg trafikksystem. Dei skiftar filar heiletida, tutar og stoppar ikkje for fotgjengarar med mindre vi gaar rett framfor bilen (og trur vi skal bli paakoyrt!) Men det funkar,og er ikkje saa skummelt naar ein blir vant til det. Bankok er nok verre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsnpdBSNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mYpgylFEmFk/s1600-h/gunnhild+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023181125288282322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsnpdBSNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mYpgylFEmFk/s320/gunnhild+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsoJdBSOI/AAAAAAAAACY/BdiLSra1iyY/s1600-h/gunnhild+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023181133878216930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsoJdBSOI/AAAAAAAAACY/BdiLSra1iyY/s320/gunnhild+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Turistar?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsoZdBSPI/AAAAAAAAACg/jqLnKgs9FB0/s1600-h/gunnhild+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023181138173184242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsoZdBSPI/AAAAAAAAACg/jqLnKgs9FB0/s320/gunnhild+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kjartan og ein vanleg kinesisk middag. Til den folger det med ol,og dei er store; 600ml flasker med over 10%!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsopdBSQI/AAAAAAAAACo/0_e8HjwVQD0/s1600-h/gunnhild+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023181142468151554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsopdBSQI/AAAAAAAAACo/0_e8HjwVQD0/s320/gunnhild+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vi avslutta siste kvelden i ein karaokebar,men overlot synginga til desse flinke jentene. Dei sang Lene Marlins "sitting sown here"paa kinesisk!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijing var paa ein maate "berre ein storby", vi har jo sett slike for.Men samtidig erdet mange smaa skilnader fraa Europeiske byar, vi er jo paa andre sida av jorda! Kinesarane er veldig reinslige. Gatene er reine og fine, og metroen luktar ikkje i det heile (eg hugsar fortsatt stanken i Paris!). Folk leikar meir, baade yngre og eldre. Dei speler kort, triksar med smaa ballar,ler og kosar seg. Kinesarane lar oss vestlege turistar (ofte foler vi oss somdei einaste) vaere i fred, t.d&lt;br /&gt; paa metroen. Paa dei typiske turistplassane derimot; Kinesiske turistar fraa landsbygda har aldrisett kvite for og blir svaert begeistra. Ofte maa vi stille opp paa bilder, der eg er spesielt populaer (hogda og den "rare" haarfargen). Dette er berre hyggelig, det som er litt verre er alle dei unge mennene som er "college students and want to practise their english". Dei er hovudsakleg ute etter Kjartan, men vi lar oss ikkje lure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men no er vi altsaa i Bankok,og middagstid naermar seg. Vi skal ta en taxibaat til Khao san Road (den beromte backpackergata - ogsaa sett i "The beach") og sjekke ut livet der. Framover blir det nok meir blog og mindre mail. Men eg vil gjerne lese mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-3766321576022159188?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/3766321576022159188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=3766321576022159188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/3766321576022159188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/3766321576022159188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/oppsummering-beijing-del-2.html' title='Oppsummering Beijing del 2'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXsnZdBSMI/AAAAAAAAACI/OmUzXxgBy1s/s72-c/gunnhild+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-1303698098324255707</id><published>2007-01-23T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:26:49.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oppsummering Beijing</title><content type='html'>Nokre bilete fraa veka i Beijing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023172492404017234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXkxJdBSFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sOsbhLvz9Y8/s320/gunnhild+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie og Kjartan et frukost (internasjonal med egg&amp;bacon) paa vaart supre hostel, Templeside house hostel. Det kan sjaa ut som sommar,men som kleda fortel var temperaturen rundt 0 grader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoEZdBSHI/AAAAAAAAABE/3y9Tuvzt16Q/s1600-h/gunnhild+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023176121651382386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoEZdBSHI/AAAAAAAAABE/3y9Tuvzt16Q/s320/gunnhild+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nasjonalmuseet var stengt,men vi motte desse jentene, kunststudentar ved universitetet. Dei tok oss med til ei utstilling i same bygget,med studentane sine arbeid. Kunsten var veldig bra og dei var flinke aa fortelle om teknikkar og symbol. Vi endte opp med aa kjope litt kvar, til studentpris. Vi fekk kinesisk te og dei ga oss mange Beijing-tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoEpdBSII/AAAAAAAAABM/q2m_FrtrBHw/s1600-h/gunnhild+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023176125946349698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoEpdBSII/AAAAAAAAABM/q2m_FrtrBHw/s320/gunnhild+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kjartan,Marie og meg framfor den himmelske fredsport (hovudattraksjonen er sjolvsagt Mao). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoE5dBSJI/AAAAAAAAABU/cri1fZzqEH4/s1600-h/gunnhild+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023176130241317010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoE5dBSJI/AAAAAAAAABU/cri1fZzqEH4/s320/gunnhild+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sot dame vi kjopte nudlar av inne i den forbudte by. Byen var stor,og vi vart svoltne. Dei har ferdignudlar overalt i Kina til ein rimeleg penge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoFJdBSKI/AAAAAAAAABc/gEkShjKJxHQ/s1600-h/gunnhild+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023176134536284322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoFJdBSKI/AAAAAAAAABc/gEkShjKJxHQ/s320/gunnhild+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aalyiah (amerikansk jente som budde paa hostellet) og Marie paa Muren. Vi er nettopp starta,og ved friskt mot :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoFpdBSLI/AAAAAAAAABk/NZpbS4H3cIE/s1600-h/gunnhild+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023176143126218930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXoFpdBSLI/AAAAAAAAABk/NZpbS4H3cIE/s320/gunnhild+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kjartan paa muren. Han bestemte seg for aa springe i forvegen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023173570440808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXlv5dBSGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xiy-t1hOt_A/s320/gunnhild+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her blir eg lurt, to mandariner for 10 RMB (8,5kr)! Eg skjonte jo at det var dyrt,men korleis skal ein prute naar selgeren ikkje kan engelsk? Her laerte vi ogsaa at dei har ein meir innvikla (sjolvsagt) maate aa telje paa fingrane paa. Fire fingrar er ikkje fire.... Heldigvis har vi ikkje endaa vore oppi noko verre lureri (Trur vi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-1303698098324255707?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/1303698098324255707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=1303698098324255707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1303698098324255707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1303698098324255707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/oppsummering-beijing_23.html' title='Oppsummering Beijing'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r4fI4KYEXXY/RbXkxJdBSFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sOsbhLvz9Y8/s72-c/gunnhild+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-195041662810915359</id><published>2007-01-22T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:31:23.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One night in Bankok</title><content type='html'>Det gikk ikkje an aa bruke bloggen i Beijing. Skal prove aa legge inn bilder og skrive litt om Kina i morgon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etter ei veke med same dongeribuksa og ullundertoy har vi no komt til Bankok. I natt naar vi landa var det svettetemp og det uten sol! Heldigvis aircondition paa romma her paa "Big Johns hostel". Kjartan har vore sjuk det siste dognet, men vi haapar han kjem seg her i varmen :) Vi er ikkje lystne paa aa vaere her i Bankok saa mange dagar, nok med storby for no. Vi er klare for nye eventyr, i Nord-Thailand og Indokina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dag skal vi se litt paa byen, ta en elvebaat og gjore en del aerend (visa, sikkerhetsskap, fleire sommarkle, flipfloppar, bussbill nordover osv.) og snart vil eg paa thaiboxing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-195041662810915359?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/195041662810915359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=195041662810915359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/195041662810915359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/195041662810915359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-night-in-bankok.html' title='One night in Bankok'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-7507501649846044481</id><published>2007-01-16T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:25:34.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>胡同!!</title><content type='html'>Ojoj - et uforutsett problem; alle nettsidene har kinesiske tegn saa eg maa bare gjette meg fram til kor ting er... No er vi altsaa framme i Beijing, etter over et dogn paa reisefot. Vi trudde det skulle bli mykje flyplassventing, men tida gjekk utrulig fort, kanskje fordi vi uerfarne backpackarar var saa treige med aa orientere oss :p Vaar forste langdistanseflytur var ogsaa bra, med egen skjerm+fjernkontroll der vi kunne velge mellom fleire filmar, musikk, spel o.l - vi kunne ogsaa sjaa webcam fra undersida av flyet :) Kjartan satt litt "aleine", men han kom i prat med ei kinsesisk jente, Ding-Ting, som studerer i Frankrike og kunne meir fransk enn engelsk. Ho var veldig hjelpsom naar vi kom fram til Beijing og hjalp oss med alt fra aa finne ut av transport til pengesystem og aa si hei paa kinesis - ni hao! Og saa gav ho oss nokken rare heimelaga bollar med kjott i :)&lt;br /&gt;Det var ganske vanskelig aa finne det forhandsbestilte hostellet, ingen av folka paa flyplassen eller taxisjaaforane visste kor det var. Taxisjaaforen kjorte i ring i en time, og vi bekymra oss sjolvsagt for prisen. Den var iallefall grei - 100 yen (ca 100kr). Her er det aldt og litt slumaktig (vi bur i hutongen - gamlebyen) - men vi overlever nok! Og det med a sengene harplankemadrasser er faktisk heilt sant - ingen fjaering! No skal vi ut og gaa litt rundt paa maafaa og se om vi finner oss en matbit. Saa har vi en del sovn og tid aa ta igjen (vi har "tapt" 8 timar!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-7507501649846044481?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/7507501649846044481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=7507501649846044481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7507501649846044481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/7507501649846044481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='胡同!!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525131658613031141.post-1320564245712919229</id><published>2007-01-03T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:07:19.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 dagar igjen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No er det 12 dagar til vi forlet Norge til fordel for Kina og Beijing. Det har nok ikkje gått heilt opp for meg endå, sjølv om alle ønsker meg god tur og spør om eg er klar til å reise. Klar? Tja, eg har ikkje byrja å ta malariamedisin (har faktisk ikkje peiling på kva slags eg skal ta og når), ikkje heilt funne ut kva sekken skal innehalde og ikkje kjøpt alt utstyr. Eg støttar meg til "pakk lite og kjøp heller det du treng i Asia - der er det så billig"-filosofien og håpar eg finn klede som passar ei 1,79 m høg jente :p Denne gongen er det ikkje så viktig at eg hugsar tannbørste - billettane og passet derimot! Eg har i dag kjøpt Roskildebilletten, så då er den sikra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525131658613031141-1320564245712919229?l=gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/feeds/1320564245712919229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525131658613031141&amp;postID=1320564245712919229' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1320564245712919229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525131658613031141/posts/default/1320564245712919229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gunnhild-jordarundt.blogspot.com/2007/01/12-dagar-igjen.html' title='12 dagar igjen!'/><author><name>Gunnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13336883928587366768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
