There are lots of things I would like to blog about these days. I just wish I had more than 24 hours to just sit down, relax and blog. Among the many things I would like post is the norwegian national day celebration.
One of the days of the year I am always looking forward to is the 17th of May. Kids and adults alike look forward to this day… probably to have an excuse to eat all the ice cream and hotdogs they can take. Kidding aside, it is a day of celebration, colors and nationalism.
Barnetog – Children’s Parade in Jessheim
John (my husband), Me in Romeriksbunad and Tatyana in Festdrakt. So why do I have a bunad (norwegian national dress) on? I inherited it from John’s aunt who inherited it from John’s grandmother. My bunad is almost 100 years old. It is very practical to have a bunad. One dress for all the formal occassions – weddings, confirmations, christening. 🙂
If you are wondering where my eldest daughter A.J. is,she is probably with friends in this sea of people at Karl Johannsgata in Oslo. We went to Oslo on the 17th of May but we didn’t see her.
At Akershus Fortress
PS. This post does not mean that I love the Philippines less.
Photos: I have my brother, Alvin, to thank for the photos 🙂