Leaving Norway

Photo: Siw Haugnes & Arild Burud. Pictures can be used, as long as source is given.

I was close to panic before the departure. One is to leave without a clue about how it will be, another is to leave children and Christmas decorations.

Humph. I will hardly do that again!? ... I think...

Leaving home just about in the middle of the night, with minimal sleep for me and nil for Arild, combined with a very tight flight across the ocean, quickly made jetlag a nonexisting problem.

Although it must be mentioned that at Schiphol I was too close to buying a new camera at "only" €800. In the last moment I managed to fight my way out of the store and the clerk's convincing language, thus saving the travel budget.

Prior to the embarking on the plane to the US we were interviewed together. The questions were so superficial I asked myself: What's the point?

At the Memphis airport our luggage was scanned again before we got out, so the US obviously don't trust European security crew.

Paranoia? (Events early in 2011 indicates that US has a far greater job to do with their own).

Upon arrival at Days Inn, the closest neighbour of Graceland, sleep was the only thing on our minds (no hankypanky).

Well, we also noticed that we had arrived in Elvisland; here were photos, music, quotes, tv-channel, figurines and you-name-it, everything focused on Elvis.

Amusing, especially since I in no way think Elvis is lousy. His come-back show from 1968 is on the DVD-shelf and will likely be watched several more times.