A couple of really old ladies

I went to Stockholm this weekend, to participate in the election of the new bord of ANSA Sweden (Association of Norwegian Students Abroad), meeting up with some other norwegian students in Sweden and try to catch up with some old friends in Stockholm.

It was a really busy weekend; travelling by air in the late afternoon, going direct to a restaurant in Stockholm city, with all my luggage with me. Restaurants in the center of any capital on friday nights tend to be crowded... Anyway, I met my norwegian co-students from whole Sweden, and after dinner we went to the hostel.

On saturday we had the anual election, and I got the lucky position as the leader of the board! A bit scary, a bit funny and a good opportunity to work with both ANSA as an organization and to get to meet more norwegian students and learn about studies all over the world!

Anyway, at my way to the airport (just running to catch the metro), two old ladies stopped me. Really old fashion old ladies, with a little make-up all over the face, cute fur coats that must have been several decades old (missing big patches of fur) and walking sticks. They had no idea of where their bus stop was, and needed help. I tried to explain for them that I wasn't a lokal, but that it had to be a bus stop nearby the metero station "Slussen", and a lot of locals knowing where to get on the buses. And I explained it all in norwegian, but theese little sweet oldies didn't understand that I actually was a foreigner nor that I actually didn't know the exact bus stop (they didn't know witch bus to climb on anyway)... In the end I just gave them my map and wished them good luck.

When I grow old, I want to be an old lady like those two.. I want to travel the world with a good friend from them old days, not knowing where to actually go...