Fishing for Canada

Yesterday evening I finally find luggage I lose in bus. I think it must be because of birthday, but  I am very happy for this, because luggage has most of TicTac instruments and the clean underwear! Micha mum not happy if knew Micha lose clean socks. But I am also sad because I have the airplane ticket and passport in luggage and miss plane to Canada two days ago. How to go to Canada now?

I call home but family are all away for a while and no one can help me. But I am Micha and I will make things working out!

After the breakfast at hostel I go to the Frognerparken to test if the instruments TicTac are still working after being lost for so many time. Lots of people are in park, making relaxing and playing the footballs. Soon a big crowd is standing around and helping playing music, and singing and clapping. Micha popular in Norway!

After show I meet fisherman who say he always eat the TicTac on boat in sea, and sometime play the beat with boxes when boring. I never go on big sea, only swim in Aral lake in Uzbekistan. He ask if I want to go on boat and sail for a few days and I say yes because I not in Canada now. I get luggage and we go to harbour together. His name is Kjartan and he catch the fish in North Sea for many years. He has nice boat, called the Fridgerd, after his mum. She must be very proud to be a boat!

I am a bit scared of the water but Kjartan give me yellow jacket called the floating vest to make me safe. In main room in boat there is the maps for sailing. Kjartan ask me where I would like to go and then I asking Canada is it far? Kjartan look at me like I am the madness and I have to explain about the missing of plane and travel adventure. He keep saying it is too far, but in end I promise to give him all my spare TicTacs boxes and have mum send him pretty hat the tubeteika from Uzbekistan, and he agree to go.

He say he need fish anyway and has the cousin in Labrador. So now Micha from Uzbekistan is in big sea on the little boat with fish and Kjartan on way to the Canada!

Tags: Canada, Norway, tic tac, TicTac Micha, travel

On my way to Oslo

That was nice birthday I had.Many nice peoples, music and laughing. I really liked it.

I am still at hostel in forest that Gunhild show me. I am still not in Oslo, and I think maybe I am still a bit lost! But the weather nice so I go for walk outside. After while I am in middle of forest and everything is beautiful and quiet. I sit on stone and think of mom and dad and sister Guldana back in Uzbekistan, when I think I hear the sounds of the troll! I jump up in tree and try to be very silent when an old man comes walking to see me. He is smiling and say his name is Olof and he lives in forest. He ask me who I am and what I do in middle of road far away from everything. I tell him I am Micha from Uzbekistan and that I play the boxes TicTac. He has fiddle and ask if we can play music for the trees? I think for a little while then I ask him, is he the trolls? Olof shakes head and say no he is just very old. I look at him again and it is true, he is not troll, he is just old and looks like troll! I decide it is safe to climb down tree again.

Olof is very funny and we play music for long time. He teach me many Norwegian songs that are all pretty, but maybe a bit sad too. I ask if he learn the violin music with the Alexander Rybak. He says no, but say he think he see Rybak on television once.

When we finish playing he say he is tired and must go home. I tell him I am still lost since yesterday and he say I should ask the trees nicely for direction. So I hug the tree and ask for way to Oslo or bus for Oslo. The tree very silent, only making the tree sounds. I hug again, and ask loudly to tree, please to tell me where is the way to Oslo? Then Olof shake head and say he better drive me to the bus in his car.

Strange. Maybe tree tell him directions but not me? Or maybe the tree tell me but I don’t understand because of language? In Uzbekistan, trees don’t speak Uzbek. Maybe they too speak Norwegian?

Olof drive me all the way to Oslo in the end, which is very kind. In car we eat the brown cheese, made from the goats and called “geitost”. It is almost as nice as cheese from Furkat, the goat of my uncle in Uzbekistan.

Tags: Norway, Oslo, tic tac, TicTac, TicTac Micha, travel, Uzbekistan

Lost Luggage, Trolls and My Birthday

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