Maru and I spent Christmas in Norway this year, and I’ve stayed on a bit to get things organized for our impending relocation here. Circumstances have delayed us, so instead of arriving ahead of the local recession, we’ll be setting up right in the middle of it. One can only hope that Norway will weather it as well as the media will have one believe.
Meanwhile, there’s plenty of things to do besides worrying. For instance, there’s work, which at the moment consists of a kind of snow-shoveling exercise. Then there’s literally shoveling snow - oddly satisfying after so many years in the tropics. Between that and the access to (suitably tame) nature, I might work off the Christmas pounds yet. Apart from that, I’ve gotten to spend some quality time with my grumpy friends - notably, Johannes turned 30.