<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:31:10.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Balkan Boys</title><subtitle type='html'>A shared blog between Steph and Sun!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-4871892303650093654</id><published>2008-10-18T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:43:07.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: Summer pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;This summer holiday was not any different than all the other holidays. What I mean is that the camera was used as much as always.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPoqMhjY3JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Tl_1mVQbsdo/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPoqMhjY3JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Tl_1mVQbsdo/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258561909562072210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPopCCX3lbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eHTxyJJ3xWo/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPopCCX3lbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eHTxyJJ3xWo/s400/DSC_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560629881935282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephanie's hand bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPooPpohs3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/UgCIYGwct_8/s1600-h/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPooPpohs3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/UgCIYGwct_8/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559764247458674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephanie's hippie dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPonB669qzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aMvDJ51EfL0/s1600-h/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPonB669qzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aMvDJ51EfL0/s400/DSC_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558428858395442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun's retro sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPomSHEQs0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/KYCcVha_6k0/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPomSHEQs0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/KYCcVha_6k0/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258557607484896066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie's retro ray ban sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPolpgWBFsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/f8TjEUPjhUo/s1600-h/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPolpgWBFsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/f8TjEUPjhUo/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258556909895620290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun's belt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPolIDuhRXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/75Pujs4tbW8/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPolIDuhRXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/75Pujs4tbW8/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258556335278081394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun's retro shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPokT8z8_dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZHeWnmrgTq4/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPokT8z8_dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZHeWnmrgTq4/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258555440068623826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPojhLkBgLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/x4HbfjM1y5c/s1600-h/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPojhLkBgLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/x4HbfjM1y5c/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258554567855014066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPohaA8MLiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xrRe0ul1Cek/s1600-h/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPohaA8MLiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xrRe0ul1Cek/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258552245721247266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPof5nkzgyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/l4xj9HOOHTk/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPof5nkzgyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/l4xj9HOOHTk/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258550589644833570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-4871892303650093654?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4871892303650093654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=4871892303650093654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4871892303650093654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4871892303650093654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/10/steph-summer-pictures.html' title='Steph: Summer pictures'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPoqMhjY3JI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Tl_1mVQbsdo/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-3774641980846068080</id><published>2008-10-18T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:37:14.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: Autom and winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;One, two, three and the cold winter arrived to Bergen. Not any snow, just rain, rain, rain. With all of this rain, I can’t stop thinking of the summer, with the sun (and of course with you Sun), the travelling and the lazy days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); LINE-HEIGHT: 115%font-family:';font-size:100%;"  &gt;In my autumn break went to Croatia to visit my family with my dad (who by the way is Croatian) and I have to say, I’ve never been so excited to go to the beach and sunbathing as I was then. Probably because the we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); LINE-HEIGHT: 115%font-family:';font-size:100%;"  &gt;ather in Norway was so cold and depressing! I spent my first thre&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e days in Dubrovnik with my dad. It was so chill, with the sun and with the lovely atmosphere in the old town. After three days we took the airplane to Zagreb (the main capital in Croatia) where my big brother Dino and my baka Ana (Grandmother Ana) were waiting for us with a tons of delicious food and drinks (as always). We spent the rest of the holyday in Zagreb, visiting friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and&lt;br /&gt;family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjxAlvphdI/AAAAAAAAARI/cuCR8Zyhr-o/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258217557389313490" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjxAlvphdI/AAAAAAAAARI/cuCR8Zyhr-o/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stephanie dining out the first evning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjyYa-0AZI/AAAAAAAAARY/S7m-jWIwq_w/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258219066328613266" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjyYa-0AZI/AAAAAAAAARY/S7m-jWIwq_w/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;In Dubrovnik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjywYlAPEI/AAAAAAAAARg/SZjJSdpJOww/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258218744748802402" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjyFtANgWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/P7WGPbDGMJ8/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjywYlAPEI/AAAAAAAAARg/SZjJSdpJOww/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258219478000352322" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjywYlAPEI/AAAAAAAAARg/SZjJSdpJOww/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;A cruse boat almost as big as the town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmwM8paalI/AAAAAAAAARo/PYorC4O_17s/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258427776416508498" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmwM8paalI/AAAAAAAAARo/PYorC4O_17s/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmzCxPGC6I/AAAAAAAAARw/Fr5gy5V2G5Q/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258430900089523106" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmzCxPGC6I/AAAAAAAAARw/Fr5gy5V2G5Q/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmzydSzPUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/czFIg6Pd550/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258431719370079554" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPmzydSzPUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/czFIg6Pd550/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm2WauPOKI/AAAAAAAAASA/7E8eqcxIc90/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258434536178399394" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm2WauPOKI/AAAAAAAAASA/7E8eqcxIc90/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;My mafia dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm2r1cyOyI/AAAAAAAAASI/wP-fYoUZj7U/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258434904130206498" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm2r1cyOyI/AAAAAAAAASI/wP-fYoUZj7U/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Stari Grad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm3QgBMnhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WQGicKDlfHs/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258435534032510482" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm3QgBMnhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WQGicKDlfHs/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm4Sp3L-xI/AAAAAAAAASY/fc35bGALzqY/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258436670546246418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm4Sp3L-xI/AAAAAAAAASY/fc35bGALzqY/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New sport stadium they are building on baka Anas old garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnEfGqz9GI/AAAAAAAAASo/soO6H9lV2Qo/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258450078576931938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnEfGqz9GI/AAAAAAAAASo/soO6H9lV2Qo/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baka Ana, Dad and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm4ryXvX5I/AAAAAAAAASg/HJ577gndPzk/s1600-h/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258437102326996882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPm4ryXvX5I/AAAAAAAAASg/HJ577gndPzk/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drinking coffe at the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnWG2UlfHI/AAAAAAAAASw/nMkMFvB8H00/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258469453081181298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnWG2UlfHI/AAAAAAAAASw/nMkMFvB8H00/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the old part of Zagreb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPngpt27OGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jQw433JWfR0/s1600-h/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258481047220992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPngpt27OGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jQw433JWfR0/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnhLsOoQKI/AAAAAAAAATA/iYakIyDURyE/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258481630899093666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnhLsOoQKI/AAAAAAAAATA/iYakIyDURyE/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnvOgomnLI/AAAAAAAAATg/pOlmp80lIm8/s1600-h/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258497072489209010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnvOgomnLI/AAAAAAAAATg/pOlmp80lIm8/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnnQTTH4qI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MbfA7dfbJg8/s1600-h/steph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258488307176170146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnnQTTH4qI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MbfA7dfbJg8/s320/steph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The smalest street in Zagreb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnoCUMBltI/AAAAAAAAATY/gHJHTPOpBdo/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489166408292050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPnoCUMBltI/AAAAAAAAATY/gHJHTPOpBdo/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-3774641980846068080?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3774641980846068080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=3774641980846068080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/3774641980846068080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/3774641980846068080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-two-three-and-cold-winter-arrive-to.html' title='Steph: Autom and winter'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjxAlvphdI/AAAAAAAAARI/cuCR8Zyhr-o/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-2413237279084933795</id><published>2008-10-15T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:59:50.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!</title><content type='html'>Steph, I think it's definetely time we got together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much to do, especially if we're going to London this spring;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you neeed to post those photos we took this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on dad letting me move to Bergen next year, but I must admit he seems sceptical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just think how much fun it would be if we lived in the same town! We could finally get all our plans going, and instead of burning of all that money on calling each other, we could actually talk face to face:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much Steph, and I should really come visit you sometime before christmas! Maybe we could celebrate new years together this year as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, enjoy th Young Brother Boys' last song at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theyoungbrotherboys"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theyoungbrotherboys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-2413237279084933795?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2413237279084933795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=2413237279084933795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2413237279084933795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2413237279084933795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='!!!!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-5126709484536865932</id><published>2008-08-28T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:15:53.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Why the HELL wasn't I there!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Just popped in to add a little video of the Kooks playing "Victoria" with Ray Davies....&lt;div&gt;It kind of hurts to watch as I wasn't there, and might never get the chance to see something like this, but here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=41236985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-5126709484536865932?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5126709484536865932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=5126709484536865932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5126709484536865932'/><link rel='self' 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Afternoon, and yes, I know it's kind of tacky, but it was &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;, it was available and it was relevant, and I serioulsy couldn't help it!&lt;br /&gt;but here's the link anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunnisafternoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.sunnisafternoon.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll visit it sometime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-2485623870915271601?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2485623870915271601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=2485623870915271601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2485623870915271601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2485623870915271601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunto-promote-my-new-blogd.html' title='Sun:to promote my new blog:D'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-399218380507974239</id><published>2008-08-16T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:11:43.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Depressed!</title><content type='html'>You know when we went to Øya, how our ears would really be ringing when we came home after the concerts, 'cause the silence was...well, too loud?&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel now!!&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly I'm alone! I'm not about to watch "just one more" episode of Sex and the City, or the Simpsons with you. I'm not about to stand in front of the mirror with you for half an hour, getting ready for bed, and I'm not going to wake up tomorrow and know that you'll be up in about another hour.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm aware that this is starting to sound like a cheezy declaration of love from me to you Steph, so that's why I'm stopping at this;) hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It's really sad comming home to an almost empty house, with mum and dad out of town, and no one to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll  hopefully meet Maddie and Maggie(Magnus:p) though, so I won't die of lack of social life.&lt;br /&gt;And then, the day after that I'll meet up with Anje, and we'll be getting ready for our first day at Videregående(college/high school).&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm really on my way into a new era now, and starting this Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;Until then I'll just sit back and admire my new clothes:&lt;br /&gt;two pairs of pants, one grey pair with a really high waist, and a white pair, 'cause on the bonus material on the "Quadrophenia" dvd (Yes, I've gone through it...) someone said that White jeans were really Mod...I think.... if not, it doesn't matter 'cause they're still really cool!&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a shirt/blouse. Very nice:p&lt;br /&gt;Starting to notice my typing isn't that good now, 'cause I'm really tired, so I'll leave it at that and say good night for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Steph: You MUST get those pictures we took on here;) Some of them anyway;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-399218380507974239?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/399218380507974239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=399218380507974239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/399218380507974239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/399218380507974239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/08/sun-depressed.html' title='Sun: Depressed!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-5093663015315451347</id><published>2008-08-05T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:33:50.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Patiently practicing her guitar...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, but I've been in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;day! &lt;div&gt;I've been lying around, surfing on Psycho-Jello(Love it!) and finally gotten around to learn some guitar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've actually managed to do Lola almost perfectly:) But there has been a lot of swearing during the process...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went down to Grunerløkka with Maddie to hang around, and I ended up buying this fantastic vintage purse/handbag from the 30's! Plus a couple of earrings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went up to Maddie's attic to visit her sofa. She found it out on the street, and we're planing to have it in our apartment together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had the pleasure of finding that someone had been smoking weed in her sofa. Very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, will post some pictures of the sofa and the purse, just not yet:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph will be here about 11:) Back to my guitar now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-5093663015315451347?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5093663015315451347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=5093663015315451347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5093663015315451347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5093663015315451347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/08/sun-patiently-practicing-her-guitar.html' title='Sun: Patiently practicing her guitar...'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-8978323771520432517</id><published>2008-08-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:14:50.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Ray Davies concert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, here's something I've been annoyed about for a long time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madonna released her new album ages ago now, but still there are lots of posters up everywhere promoting it. (News travels slowly to Norway:p) And I was sitting on the tube just recently, looking up at one of those posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it its:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJcx9Z1RGuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pms9FEBTZDM/s1600-h/madonna-hard_candy-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230704423190207202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJcx9Z1RGuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pms9FEBTZDM/s320/madonna-hard_candy-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we all recognize the cover, with her in a sado-like outfit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help thinking: Madonna...You're 50-something! Do you REALLY think the world wants to be staring at your crotch whenever they sit down on a bus,tube train etc.!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's really cool that she can still produce (though crappy) music at her age, but come on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just NOT sexy anymore! I say grow up and make some mature music and album covers. Maybe look back at your previous work, even &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;was more sensible than this "oh-my-god-I-don't-want-to-get-old"-shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaanyways... Back to the topic;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've written earlier, I was to to go to a Ray Davies (of the Kinks) concert with my dad on Saturday (2nd).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert was held at Notodden Blues Festival (Which is maybe even duller than it sounds...), and when we got there an hour early, some blues/country/rock band was playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was packed with these really tacky people. Middle-aged men and women dressed as 1999-teenagers, with a beer in one hand and a cowboyhat. So I though: "Well &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;will be fun..." and waited for the band on stage to finish ruining Hendrix's "Voodoo Child".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJgrRZzEBLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nyjEzU8lpi8/s320/02082008111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230978545173660850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to admit, I wasn't expecting much from Ray Davies' performance either, 'cause old pop stars with an ongoing solo-career, have a tendency of beeing grumpy and too caught up with precent projects, but still, I was looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the band on stage had finished, a lot of the tacky people started leaving, and we got to move closer to the stage. So we waited for another hour, while more and more people arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this girl, my age, with spiky black hair and kind of Punk/Rock-like clothes, appeared next to me and started talking to an older guy. I think she had been working in one of the stands there, and was going to check out the concert, cause she had never heard of Ray Davies, or even the Kinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, negative-me, thought: "If you look like that, and have never heard of the godfathers of punk, you trying to hard to be something you're not..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then finally Ray Davies entered the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJgmVhYee8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/qh1nq5i2bMo/s320/02082008114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230973118370970562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looked really good, and started of with "Where Have All The Good Times Gone", which was fantastic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The girl next to me, actually reached her hand up in a satan-sign during the song...tacky...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJgmV19A8tI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LusCukmyPbs/s320/02082008113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230973123892933330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that he kept on delivering great Kinks songs, and a couple of his solo songs, which were actually quite good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJgmVxP-dvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DvE-RqZ-SRo/s320/02082008112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230973122630285042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept making jokes through the whole concert, and during his extra-number, "Low Budget", when the audience was singing along eagerly he said: "You don't even know what that means, I've heard about your oil-money" (or something like that), and they all laughed, 'cause I think they got a little embarassed by it,(I know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;was) 'cause he was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sang "Sunny Afternoon", "You Really Got Me", "Dead end Street"(Which I sang along to shamelesly, because of my school performance:p) "All Day and All Of The Night" and many more. He also did the intro to "Lola", but said:"That's old, we won't do that.." And started on another song instead. I was very disappointed, 'cause "Lola" is one of my favourite songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after the "Low Budget"-extra number, he told us the performance was over and walked of stage with his band. We all thought that was the end, and a lot of people started walking towards the entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then the whole band came in again, and guess wich song they played??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course they played "Lola", which was maybe the best of all the performances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the concert really got me out of my "Hope I die before I get old"-attitude, 'cause if I can be as vital and well and sporty when &lt;em&gt;I'm&lt;/em&gt; 64, well...I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So conclusion is: the concert was definetly worth it, and I'm really sad you weren't there with me Steph! I'm sure you'd enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports on the concert: (all in Norwegian, sorry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ta.no/pulsen/festivaler/article3699283.ece"&gt;http://www.ta.no/pulsen/festivaler/article3699283.ece&lt;/a&gt;  (gave him a five)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluesfest.no/program2008/artister/1209205109"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bluesfest.no/program2008/artister/1209205109&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;http://www.dagbladet.no/tekstarkiv/artikkel.php?id=5001080070074&amp;amp;tag=item&amp;amp;words=ray%3Bdavies (also gave him a five)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dagbladet.no/tekstarkiv/artikkel.php?id=5001080070075&amp;amp;tag=item&amp;amp;words=ray%3Bdavies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-8978323771520432517?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8978323771520432517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=8978323771520432517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/8978323771520432517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/8978323771520432517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/08/sun-ray-davies-concert.html' title='Sun: Ray Davies concert!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJcx9Z1RGuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pms9FEBTZDM/s72-c/madonna-hard_candy-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-2422310727050416626</id><published>2008-07-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:14:55.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Roadtrip!</title><content type='html'>I've just come home from the longest roadtrip I've ever been on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First it was all the driving in England (Liverpool-London-Dymchurch-Brighton-Lewes-London), and then when I came home I went for a little drove with my whole family and Maddie(Sandefjord-Kristiandsand-Stavanger-Bergen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Maddie and I (and my whole family) drove for about 3 hours to "Kristiansand dyrepark" (zoo) where we got to meet Kaptein Sabeltann(Captain Sabletooth) and Kasper and Jesper and Jonatan (from a Norwegian childrens book) and, well, we had a swell time! After that we stayed in a camping site with a BUNCH of tourists staying there as well:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImPowgmMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZxTKI2BEXX8/s1600-h/DSC_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284167411341506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImPowgmMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZxTKI2BEXX8/s320/DSC_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImP9BVeNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rcUsc1CpYSA/s1600-h/DSC_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284172850624722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImP9BVeNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rcUsc1CpYSA/s320/DSC_0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YUlDmiZI/AAAAAAAAALA/ESn5-1psUKU/s1600-h/n677675236_3550524_8133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002221759039890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YUlDmiZI/AAAAAAAAALA/ESn5-1psUKU/s320/n677675236_3550524_8133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YUtvA_pI/AAAAAAAAALI/G0i3_0diI2g/s1600-h/n677675236_3550525_8700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002224088612498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YUtvA_pI/AAAAAAAAALI/G0i3_0diI2g/s320/n677675236_3550525_8700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Kaptein Sabeltann's friend Langemann (Longman:p), our secret crush:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YU6r3ojI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Sj09EQ6oORM/s1600-h/n677675236_3550527_9528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002227565077042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YU6r3ojI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Sj09EQ6oORM/s320/n677675236_3550527_9528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Jesper and Jonatan, two out of three notorious villains in Kardemommeby:p The two guys insisted on taking their picture with us. here with Madeleine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YVAl7pqI/AAAAAAAAALY/u9H7LMQvZvw/s1600-h/n677675236_3550528_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002229150787234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YVAl7pqI/AAAAAAAAALY/u9H7LMQvZvw/s320/n677675236_3550528_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice chaps eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YhTyGwoI/AAAAAAAAALg/OUYHCqITha8/s1600-h/n677675236_3550529_366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002440460550786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2YhTyGwoI/AAAAAAAAALg/OUYHCqITha8/s320/n677675236_3550529_366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Amusement park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we drove for another four hours to Stavanger, where my aunt Birgit lives. It was really nice, and Maddie and I watched VH1 Old School the whole evening while babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early the next morning my little brother (bless his soul...) woke me up by sqeezing a rubber tarantella in my face. I screamed louder than I've ever screamed at nine am! Then I saw my dad standing there with a bloody camera laughing his head of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImP-y3GaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YN3h0fKm8Ow/s1600-h/DSC_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284173326784930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImP-y3GaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YN3h0fKm8Ow/s320/DSC_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImQBYraSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nksRkJkthjI/s1600-h/DSC_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284174022273314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImQBYraSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nksRkJkthjI/s320/DSC_0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ola misses you aight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we arrived at Raknes where my father's family comes from, later that evening, and went out in the boat. It was pouring with rain, and I got to steer the boat:D I'm really good at it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to jump to the next morning when Maddie and I went for a long walk up Tirevoldsfjellet. It took us about three hours more than expected, and I totally lost our way in the end, but finally we came out somewhere that I recognised:p We ended up spending an hour just picking blueberries, and then we got an angry call from dad asking where the hell we'd gone off to. But we sorted it out, and dad wasn't angry with me for too long:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yhnz7WBI/AAAAAAAAALo/72f3n5XECY0/s1600-h/n677675236_3550531_1193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002445836900370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yhnz7WBI/AAAAAAAAALo/72f3n5XECY0/s320/n677675236_3550531_1193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very much in fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yh0MqvjI/AAAAAAAAALw/VLXFl5yZJHw/s1600-h/n677675236_3550532_1673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002449161895474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yh0MqvjI/AAAAAAAAALw/VLXFl5yZJHw/s320/n677675236_3550532_1673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was the day after that we went to bergen and hung around with Magnus and his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really nice, and we were aquainted with an old man who calls himself The King, and is really in to Rock 'n Roll, and claims he knew John Lennon, and that Lennon himself played with him in Berlin in &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; confirmation suit. I was on the verge of believing him, until he started talking about God and Jesus and asked us to name &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; of the big Rock 'n Roll stars that didn't belive in the Lord... I suggested John Lennon, whom he claimed to know so well, but he just ignored me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing he told us is that he once threw Keith Richards in the showers... I wouldn't blame him if it was true, I think he'd need one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the next days I took the boat with Maddie and my ten-year-old cousin Mathias, and we drove(?) over to Hosanger to collect my jeans and shoes at Steph's place (thank you by the way). we also popped by Magnus' place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I lost my Ray Bans in the water, but managed to get them up again later that evening:p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went home to prepare for the big "Løefest"(Barn party...yes...) witch was quite nice. We had a great time, and Magnus brought his friend Sigbjørn and his brother Åsmund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yh4rPcEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tAOOHEIUzVA/s1600-h/n677675236_3550534_2522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228002450363871298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SI2Yh4rPcEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tAOOHEIUzVA/s320/n677675236_3550534_2522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImQHGEZnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hirh-zarUNk/s1600-h/DSC_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229284175554831986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImQHGEZnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/hirh-zarUNk/s320/DSC_0448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to the beach;) And Steph, you're familiar with the games:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpG6dw8DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MiDzz9uzIw8/s1600-h/DSC_0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287316080619570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpG6dw8DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MiDzz9uzIw8/s320/DSC_0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpG1GzB7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bf89mB_GElw/s1600-h/DSC_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287314642110386" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpG1GzB7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bf89mB_GElw/s320/DSC_0437.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;em&gt;swear&lt;/em&gt; this was part of the games!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHd18gII/AAAAAAAAAM4/dB0q9Z55x5Q/s1600-h/DSC_0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287325577281666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHd18gII/AAAAAAAAAM4/dB0q9Z55x5Q/s320/DSC_0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHaHQXQI/AAAAAAAAANA/fNfoGXAn3Zg/s1600-h/DSC_0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287324576144642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHaHQXQI/AAAAAAAAANA/fNfoGXAn3Zg/s320/DSC_0515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHi6oA3I/AAAAAAAAANI/5mEgghbaqmg/s1600-h/DSC_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229287326939087730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIpHi6oA3I/AAAAAAAAANI/5mEgghbaqmg/s320/DSC_0516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqiujztrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ug-M1jm13-k/s1600-h/DSC_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288893432706738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqiujztrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ug-M1jm13-k/s320/DSC_0517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, this was really nice, except Magnus (who's supposed to be the guitar genius in my life) could hardly play any of the songs I could sing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I only know the songs of my own band!" he kept saying... what a hunk, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we got to slightly hum our way through Cream's "White Room", and sing "With a Little Help From My Friends", "House of the Rising Sun" and a couple of other songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll make a song book with guitar chords 'till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqjPyiVAI/AAAAAAAAANY/BW0zu1Xei2A/s1600-h/DSC_0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288902352851970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqjPyiVAI/AAAAAAAAANY/BW0zu1Xei2A/s320/DSC_0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll make a big leap in time, about a week, to the big mountain walk I went on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again we drove for a while to Sogn og Fjordane, where my stepmother's family comes from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqjbm5SuI/AAAAAAAAANg/eyMum27MBLk/s1600-h/DSC_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288905525250786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqjbm5SuI/AAAAAAAAANg/eyMum27MBLk/s320/DSC_0704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqkDDENLI/AAAAAAAAANo/8LMxu8luljg/s1600-h/DSC_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288916112389298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqkDDENLI/AAAAAAAAANo/8LMxu8luljg/s320/DSC_0746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqkJwbS_I/AAAAAAAAANw/7A2R3I0tDDU/s1600-h/DSC_0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229288917913258994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJIqkJwbS_I/AAAAAAAAANw/7A2R3I0tDDU/s320/DSC_0756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3THC2QjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Eyqm5conkYM/s1600-h/DSC_0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229302918778602034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3THC2QjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Eyqm5conkYM/s320/DSC_0759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3TaBqk2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/WZNi-k2XK-k/s1600-h/DSC_0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229302923873915746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3TaBqk2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/WZNi-k2XK-k/s320/DSC_0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3TURhyDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/608KCIIiQaM/s1600-h/DSC_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229302922329835570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3TURhyDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/608KCIIiQaM/s320/DSC_0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tPA2SlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/OCQQ2n3Inig/s1600-h/DSC_0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229303367594297938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tPA2SlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/OCQQ2n3Inig/s320/DSC_0797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tWvVigI/AAAAAAAAAOo/I8-hREMlwhs/s1600-h/DSC_0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229303369668332034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tWvVigI/AAAAAAAAAOo/I8-hREMlwhs/s320/DSC_0798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tQe5RzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cVFbukSPLNs/s1600-h/DSC_0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229303367988758322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3tQe5RzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cVFbukSPLNs/s320/DSC_0799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3T3hC6FI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Jn_iq8brfPo/s1600-h/DSC_0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229302931790162002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3T3hC6FI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Jn_iq8brfPo/s320/DSC_0782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3thpztTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9OeB-Km2ARE/s1600-h/DSC_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229303372597933362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3thpztTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9OeB-Km2ARE/s320/DSC_0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jesus sees all" -Well, why doesn't he do something about it then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3torRVYI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TGLMRxPyhJM/s1600-h/DSC_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229303374483117442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3torRVYI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TGLMRxPyhJM/s320/DSC_0810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brothers posing for the camera... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3T85tCVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vxEIuU8KKUo/s1600-h/DSC_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229302933235763538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI3T85tCVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vxEIuU8KKUo/s320/DSC_0793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI88Ws-0vI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NGG-nIhjFl8/s1600-h/DSC_0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229309124914631410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI88Ws-0vI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NGG-nIhjFl8/s320/DSC_0820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI88nXMxsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m2g5DJrZF-I/s1600-h/DSC_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229309129386673858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI88nXMxsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m2g5DJrZF-I/s320/DSC_0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI888ED5AI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mhBb1EuR6aU/s1600-h/DSC_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229309134943544322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI888ED5AI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mhBb1EuR6aU/s320/DSC_0866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI89MOo17I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1dztkibLdoI/s1600-h/DSC_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229309139282876338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJI89MOo17I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1dztkibLdoI/s320/DSC_0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I'm exhausted today, wondering if I should go out in the boiling-like weather (27 degrees celsius, and yes, I know it might not be much for the rest of the world, but for little Norway it's a lot), or just stay in... I think I'll stay in...wait 'till I get some answers from my friends, and maybe watch a video with someone... We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles for now, and I'll be back with some more interesting things to talk about next time;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-2422310727050416626?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2422310727050416626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=2422310727050416626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2422310727050416626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2422310727050416626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-roadtrip.html' title='Sun: Roadtrip!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SJImPowgmMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZxTKI2BEXX8/s72-c/DSC_0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-5773265327929998012</id><published>2008-07-26T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:35:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: On Tour</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in a internet cafe in Croatia on the little beutifull island Hvar.. but before Hvar we was first in Berlin and then Split..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin was great! we properly whent t every museum in town:s! it felt like that!! But we also got some time for shopping!! witch was my favorite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met some musicians/rapers and afther bumping into them on the street a several times, they ended up inviting us to a consert/club.. and that was the strangest club i'v ever been to.. the club was called Yam and and it was a BIG Jamaica bar/club.. (tell you more about this next timme we talk..;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afther a few days in Berlin we whent to Split wher we rented car for two days and just drove around and we also whent rafting and got invited out by the guy who whent with us in the bout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i am finaly on Hvar!! the weather was not so good the first two days, but now it is sweet!! in the days we just hang out at the sea side, but the nights is the best;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alot of Scandinavians her, but also tooooons of Italian guys who don't speak english and dance like animales! Speaking of animales! we met the wildest Irish gang..(not so pretty) we hang out with them all night and sang The Wombats songs!! i'v never met guys like them before!! they were crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i miss you Sun and locking farword to visit you in Oslo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-5773265327929998012?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5773265327929998012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=5773265327929998012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5773265327929998012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5773265327929998012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/steph-ravel.html' title='Steph: On Tour'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-9184249291694895181</id><published>2008-07-14T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:26:42.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: Croatia!</title><content type='html'>Rain, rain, rain!!! the last week it's been raining every day!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday i was at the cinema with David, Christine, Gisle, Frøya and Simen. we watch the new Narnia prins Caspian movie.. it was okey, but not great. befor i saw Narnia at the cinema me and David saw the first and oldest episodes at his place.. they wore so funny and the animales were so fake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it has been raining this week i have been working at the factory and earnd some money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeasterday mom had some frends over from Stavanger and their daugther.. she was 13, so it was a little dificult to talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait to go to Croatia!! i'm leaving on wensday.. First to Berlin, Split and then Hvar!! i just cant wait!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say today.. But i miss you Sunniva!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-9184249291694895181?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/9184249291694895181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=9184249291694895181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/9184249291694895181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/9184249291694895181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/steph-croatia.html' title='Steph: Croatia!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-5567543082281163395</id><published>2008-07-09T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:14:50.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Brighton,Brighton, Brighton!</title><content type='html'>So, I'm in Brighton now:D It's really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I'm not in Brighton, right now I'm in Lewes right next to Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my mother's friend's little brother's house, and now me and my sister are watching Family Guy:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Family Guy! It's soo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a lot of pictures witch I can't find right now, but I'll post them when I get back to Oslo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-5567543082281163395?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5567543082281163395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=5567543082281163395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5567543082281163395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5567543082281163395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-brightonbrighton-brighton.html' title='Sun: Brighton,Brighton, Brighton!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-2293440309593233196</id><published>2008-07-08T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:14:59.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: MMT, London and Dymchurch</title><content type='html'>Well Steph, you &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; very lucky to be going to Croatia in not long!&lt;br /&gt;I love England, I really do, but it's been raining and raining and raining! There have been a few glimpses of the sun now and again, but other than that...bluuurgh! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, We went on the Magical Mystery Tour(bloody tourists we are!) on the 6th. I felt really stupid once we got on the bus, but after a while, I was so carried away, that I didn't mind running up in front of everyone just to take pictures of george Harrison's house:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_GAILxyI/AAAAAAAAAII/vAjzITuvCSA/s1600-h/IMG_4617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221078346607871778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_GAILxyI/AAAAAAAAAII/vAjzITuvCSA/s320/IMG_4617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is outside of George Harrison's first home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_HjnemJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4okJc0ah5iw/s1600-h/IMG_4618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221078373314238610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_HjnemJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4okJc0ah5iw/s320/IMG_4618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_Issx94I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ir7cYQ7tVCU/s1600-h/IMG_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221078392932267906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_Issx94I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ir7cYQ7tVCU/s320/IMG_4623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Magical Mystery Tour bus:) Is it bad that I don't feel imbarrased by saying that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_I5Tiz3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hBRa1PKo0IA/s1600-h/IMG_4630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221078396316077938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_I5Tiz3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hBRa1PKo0IA/s320/IMG_4630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes... Figure this one out for yourself;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBMZYVRBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oxpSTh_rMCE/s1600-h/IMG_4636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080655488959506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBMZYVRBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oxpSTh_rMCE/s320/IMG_4636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Lennon's house where he lived with his aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBMsL0V6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/fDSrGkAM_4U/s1600-h/IMG_4637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080660536743842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBMsL0V6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/fDSrGkAM_4U/s320/IMG_4637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBNJClVlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vCRAm2INrcM/s1600-h/IMG_4639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080668282639954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBNJClVlI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vCRAm2INrcM/s320/IMG_4639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A really bad picture of where Paul McCartney lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBNdkJPrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T2pD6S8Mh0c/s1600-h/IMG_4646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080673792114354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBNdkJPrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T2pD6S8Mh0c/s320/IMG_4646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, speaks for itself;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBOhupG2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7v3bZFAUnuU/s1600-h/IMG_4648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080692089756514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUBOhupG2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7v3bZFAUnuU/s320/IMG_4648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somewhere down this road is the house where Ringo Starr grew up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDF8NyizI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wl5uMLWm8JI/s1600-h/IMG_4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221082743604153138" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" height="295" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDF8NyizI/AAAAAAAAAJY/wl5uMLWm8JI/s320/IMG_4651.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDGJ3_QgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xdZhMAzuq1Y/s1600-h/IMG_4654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221082747270808066" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" height="303" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDGJ3_QgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xdZhMAzuq1Y/s320/IMG_4654.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These were outside the Hard Days Night Hotel in Liverpool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDGzbe_eI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0aDRBC1qAO4/s1600-h/IMG_4652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221082758425542114" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" height="245" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDGzbe_eI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0aDRBC1qAO4/s320/IMG_4652.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUF4R_TOqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PANV_YJGYkM/s1600-h/IMG_4655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221085807465675426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="307" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUF4R_TOqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PANV_YJGYkM/s320/IMG_4655.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDHPp46zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/B7DHOar6d30/s1600-h/IMG_4659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221082766002154290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUDHPp46zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/B7DHOar6d30/s320/IMG_4659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Cavern Club! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFDDD3m1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3iRDat2UFcs/s1600-h/IMG_4658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221084892925238098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFDDD3m1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3iRDat2UFcs/s320/IMG_4658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221084904228691538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFDtK0nlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/z4X51kQwgwY/s320/IMG_4660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFDwWlGSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hwg_iWfXs5g/s1600-h/IMG_4632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221084905083312418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFDwWlGSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hwg_iWfXs5g/s320/IMG_4632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother brought a little souvenir from Strawberry Field (the leaf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFEaH272I/AAAAAAAAAKY/_0x_CyDXuK4/s1600-h/IMG_4662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221084916295855970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFEaH272I/AAAAAAAAAKY/_0x_CyDXuK4/s320/IMG_4662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Who, the Kinks and the Arctic Monkeys! Now THAT'S a concert I'd die for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFEzpUYEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_H1sv1uZfhU/s1600-h/IMG_4666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221084923147083842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUFEzpUYEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_H1sv1uZfhU/s320/IMG_4666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And exactly 32 years later Anje was born! Just a little fun-fact:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUF43ni4LI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WWg2ctVY2qg/s1600-h/IMG_4674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221085817566585010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHUF43ni4LI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WWg2ctVY2qg/s320/IMG_4674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought me a Beatles poster:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I realise this &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;kind of tacky, I mean, going for long busrides just to look at the house where someone you've never met once lived? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say, first of all my mother booked us for this trip, and it wasn't &lt;em&gt;all that&lt;/em&gt; special, but it was nice going to the cavern club and stuff though:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy I went after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after spending some time in the cavern club etc. we drove our car towards London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took us about six hours, and the landscape was beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we arrived at my auntie Chris' house in Custom House not too far from Westham, on the east side of London. My auntie is really nice! Of course she had prepared a huge dinner for us, which I couldn't eat, 'cause I was so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the tube down to London city centre and spent some time there... Not too much to talk about, so we'll just jump over to this morning, when we drove off to Dymchurch, where my great grandmother, great grandfather and my aother auntie Yvonne lie buryed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're staying at an old inn called "the Ship inn". This used to be a stopover for smugglers and pirates about 200-300 years ago, and I'm positive it's haunted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually lying in our hotel room all alone. When I think about it, I'm shit scared right now!&lt;br /&gt;There are so many noises in the house, and you can litterly hear your neighbour fart. Or worse…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we'll be going to Brighton! I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on your gift Steph!! Already done with the Beatles part, although I'm not sure I'm that happy with it, but I'm working on it;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll update tomorrow when we arrive in Brighton:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-2293440309593233196?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2293440309593233196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=2293440309593233196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2293440309593233196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2293440309593233196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-mmt-london-and-dymchurch.html' title='Sun: MMT, London and Dymchurch'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SHT_GAILxyI/AAAAAAAAAII/vAjzITuvCSA/s72-c/IMG_4617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-6495785664654138360</id><published>2008-07-05T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:00.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: Sunny!!</title><content type='html'>lucky you!! I also want to Dance to Joy Division in Liverpool;) It's actually sun and 27 degreeds in Bergen and i've just sunbathed all day and got a litle tan;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeasterday i whent rowing in our little wooden bout and it was so nice and airy on the fjord..;)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_wP8HBmOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A2EvPp9eNYM/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219654649769990370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_wP8HBmOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A2EvPp9eNYM/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On the fjord with David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_pxeFV1-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kQiWf7qLTPU/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219647529244022754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_pxeFV1-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kQiWf7qLTPU/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_xsnsxzJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sSd6wapkurg/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219656242019028114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_xsnsxzJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sSd6wapkurg/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_zAJ1pKnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/M4KBVmLZcKw/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219657677112158834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_zAJ1pKnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/M4KBVmLZcKw/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on the fjord later with mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_0Q6Wg_EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wd9oBGP4qGM/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219659064524471362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_0Q6Wg_EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wd9oBGP4qGM/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_1N082TWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zvaf-JcCS-E/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219660111046659426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_1N082TWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zvaf-JcCS-E/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres been sunny for many days now, but they said that it would rain tomorow so i tried to enjoy the sun while it is here;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-6495785664654138360?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6495785664654138360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=6495785664654138360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6495785664654138360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6495785664654138360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/lucky-you-i-also-want-to-dance-to-joy.html' title='Steph: Sunny!!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_wP8HBmOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A2EvPp9eNYM/s72-c/DSC00507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-2525375904249719903</id><published>2008-07-05T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:01.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: I'm back in Liverpool ande everything seems the same...</title><content type='html'>Ok, that had nothing to do with my situation, except that I actually AM in Liverpool:) &lt;div&gt;(the title is from the song "Let's Dance To Joy Division" by the Wombats, for those of you who didn't get it;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's great! I landed here yesterday afternoon at John Lennon Airport, which was wicked! haha! But I can't help feeling sorry for Paul McCartney though... They should name it Lennon/McCartney Airport, or even the Beatles Airport, just to make it fair to all of them:p. From the Airport, we rented a car, and drove to Aighburth, to live at my stepfather's friend's apartment. Later on we went for a little walk to go to the shops and buy some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_Mfo5VQeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m1Cf3TDSZmg/s1600-h/IMG_4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219615337071591906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_Mfo5VQeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m1Cf3TDSZmg/s320/IMG_4584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Not so flattering picture of me and my sister on our way into the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MgDtxZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Tdsmhb1ipHQ/s1600-h/IMG_4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219615344270862226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MgDtxZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Tdsmhb1ipHQ/s320/IMG_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Liked this car:p It's an old taxi, and it said: Turner Prize '07&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MgReIhrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PINW0hsvxmc/s1600-h/IMG_4586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219615347963365042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MgReIhrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PINW0hsvxmc/s320/IMG_4586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MhfmLK1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/UtvrvR5bMak/s1600-h/IMG_4588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219615368935058258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_MhfmLK1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/UtvrvR5bMak/s320/IMG_4588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some pictures on the walls at the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OThtqBNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/p5FChwCXpro/s1600-h/IMG_4589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219617328008398034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OThtqBNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/p5FChwCXpro/s320/IMG_4589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mum, of course, had to take a picture of me and my sister in front of the John Lennon statue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OT0MkgQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1rutsgWtF-4/s1600-h/IMG_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219617332969898242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OT0MkgQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1rutsgWtF-4/s320/IMG_4590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A plaque at the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OUQdbRMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/k-4wlmL2_yM/s1600-h/IMG_4591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219617340556788930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_OUQdbRMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/k-4wlmL2_yM/s320/IMG_4591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha! This was outside the airport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People keep saying that the British are so ugly, but let me tell you, I've seen SO many good looking boys (and girls) during my stay! But that might just be my taste though:p I was also quite pleased to see that most people actually are shorter than me! People my age that is;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we took the bus to the city centre and went in to a couple of shops. Then we went down to the docks and looked at some sailing boats. And THEN.... we went to the Beatles museum! Haha, I've been a real tourist! And tomorrow we're going to take the Macical Mystery Tour through Liverpool to see where the members of the Beatles were born, grew up or even picked their noses:p Mum's actually been the one who's planned everything! She keeps telling people: "We're going to Liverpool to let Sunniva have an outlet of her Beatles-obsession...etc." But I think she's really trying to hide that fact that she really wants to go to these attractions herself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm home after an exhausting day out, and tomorrow we'll drive for four hours to London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Magical Mystery Tour that is...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-2525375904249719903?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2525375904249719903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=2525375904249719903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2525375904249719903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/2525375904249719903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-im-back-in-liverpool-ande.html' title='Sun: I&apos;m back in Liverpool ande everything seems the same...'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SG_Mfo5VQeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m1Cf3TDSZmg/s72-c/IMG_4584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-9194101570485911688</id><published>2008-07-01T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:06:12.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Monty Python</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, I was just really bored, as you might have understood by my last post, and I was once again watching these comedy clips on YouTube (from Norwegian comedy shows) and I came over this Monty Python clip whitch is just great! It's not particulary funny, it's just that Eric Idle is supposed to be talking in Norwegian, and he doesn't know&lt;em&gt; what &lt;/em&gt;he's doing!&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems a bit dorky, but since Norway is such a  small country, and we didn't really have that big influence on the rest of the world at that time, it's fun to see them mentioning us:D&lt;br /&gt;I've also seen a Monkees episode where they bring up Norway, but I can't remember what episode that was...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll post the clip, and another of my favourite Python clips just for you:)&lt;br /&gt;Norwegian Party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=GYNJuP6m9JU"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=GYNJuP6m9JU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spanish Inquisition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gldlyTjXk9A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gldlyTjXk9A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-9194101570485911688?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/9194101570485911688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=9194101570485911688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/9194101570485911688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/9194101570485911688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/sun-monty-python.html' title='Sun: Monty Python'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-4026032982078938149</id><published>2008-06-30T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:36:20.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: F*** Norwegian summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haha, I know how you feel honey... It was pouring with rain all last week! But it's actually been quite sunny the last couple of days:D Speaking of boredom, I've been babysitting everyday since last saturday, and I'm getting quite fed up with babies (Who woulde ever have imagined &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; saying that!) It's alright though... The baby's asleep, and when he wakes up, I'm going to take him out in the garden and I'll be sunbathing in my bikini top, while he plays in the grass:) And I'm getting a sht load of money for this so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of whitch.... We've &lt;em&gt;got&lt;/em&gt; to make our London trip happen!! I'll have earned so much money by then, I'll be buying off all of London! I think dad is a bit disapointed that I said I would go with mum, and not him, but I'll tell him he can come if mum can't go with us;) hehe, I've been quite mean to my poor old dad lately... I just deleted him from Facebook as well, &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;told him I didn't want him to edit the videos from our early school days:p He was a little hurt I think, but I've made it up to him by beeing a real father-fan and watched "70-talls kammeratene" on youtube:) &lt;em&gt;And &lt;/em&gt;I'm going to the Ray Davies concert with him so... What can I say?? Very good daughter:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, why don't we invite Oda over for a couple of days while we're in Oslo? I really miss beeing with the two of you, and I haven't seen her since my birthday party! (hehe...my birthday party...memories... haha) She'll be moving to Oslo when school starts though, so at least I have one of ya with me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loved the pictures you took! You're such a photographer! They're a tad better than my amateur photos... And yes, we &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; need to make a feather hat! Let's just call it that:) It can be a Balkan Boys Special! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than that, I'm just sitting in here sulking over the unpredictable weather this country brings us... What happened to the frightenly warm spring we had? I guess we'll just have to take it as a consequence of the global warming... And I who thought we would have lots of sun and stuff! I actually bought a green shopping bag at Kiwi yesterday, so now we don't have to use plastic ones:) But there's still a lot I can do tohelp the enviroment, this is just the start...             Anyways... Hows &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; for inspiration??? Baby's still asleep, so I'll continue to watch videos on youtube:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toodls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-4026032982078938149?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4026032982078938149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=4026032982078938149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4026032982078938149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4026032982078938149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-f-norwegian-summer.html' title='Sun: F*** Norwegian summer!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-7454324872699634114</id><published>2008-06-29T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:05.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph: Random summer days</title><content type='html'>I agree with you sunny baby! the most annoying thing is when Norwegian people complain about the norwegian state/goverment.. (not going to say who) But back to fachion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Native American style comes back i am sure that you Sun are the only one who would look good in feathers.. Maby we should make a Native American hat with feathers nex time we meet.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i had a realy booring day. I woke up and found out that it was raining!! so insted of being outside i ended up on the couch as usual. Afther a while on the green couch i when to the factory to work. (i work two - three hours every weekend and in the summer holyday i work sometimes in the weekdays to) on the way to the factory i made some pictures in the rain.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlQzpILJDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HgWYGT4CVWI/s1600-h/29+juni+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217790491429119026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlQzpILJDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HgWYGT4CVWI/s320/29+juni+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afther work i whent home and on the way i picked blueberrys, and they tasted good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlWUNihBII/AAAAAAAAAF4/j-cY40pEmzk/s1600-h/29+juni+(110).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217796548517233794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlWUNihBII/AAAAAAAAAF4/j-cY40pEmzk/s320/29+juni+(110).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlTwsqWcfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TeDXQPMKsOo/s1600-h/29+juni+(38).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217793739373048306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlTwsqWcfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TeDXQPMKsOo/s320/29+juni+(38).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening my cousin Sigrid and my friend Mariann came to my place to hang out with me. Marianne brought with her cousin from west side Oslo ore something like that.. Me and Sun are actually not so fond of her;) but she was not so bad yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it started to get late Marianne and her cousin Vilde whent home and me and Sigrid when to visit a Hippie, Finn. But when the clock passed 3 in the night we whent home to my place and whent to bed;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;next morning/today. I just woke up, whent to work, whent to sigrid, whent home again and then my mom came home from Sweden (she's been ther for two nights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now i am going to bed!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss u verry much Sun!! Especially today. Because i actually had planes with my boyfriend Simon, but he stud me up so i had a boooooring day, and you are good to make boring Fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlUcq94iEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tNKahkWLlDI/s1600-h/29+juni+(58).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217794494832347202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlUcq94iEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tNKahkWLlDI/s320/29+juni+(58).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlgY7PxElI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jjIT13QQoxs/s1600-h/vinter+08+(132).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217807624622379602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlgY7PxElI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jjIT13QQoxs/s320/vinter+08+(132).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sun in her right element&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-7454324872699634114?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7454324872699634114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=7454324872699634114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/7454324872699634114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/7454324872699634114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/steph-random-summer-days.html' title='Steph: Random summer days'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGlQzpILJDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HgWYGT4CVWI/s72-c/29+juni+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-4556146504811018286</id><published>2008-06-29T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:05.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun is bored to death!</title><content type='html'>Waiting for my friends to come over!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anje, Maddie and I are going to watch the European Cup Final between Spain and Germany, but until then I' just sitting here watching a romantic comedy of some kind... don't really know if I like it... It's about this girl being humiliated in high school by the coolest boy at school...yadda yadda...they meet ten years later....yadda yadda...he falls in love with her....she decides to have her revenge... ends up getting real feelings for him...GAD!&lt;br /&gt;I saw What Happens in Vegas last night with Maria, and it sucked! It was so full of clichès, it was ridiculous! I had to hide my face so the person next to me wouldn't see me laughing, 'cause she seemed to like the movie, and was really annoyed by my comments.&lt;br /&gt;Well...still really bored, so I'll post some photos I've taken the last days:D&lt;br /&gt;A couple of pictures as a result of complete boredom at school...&lt;br /&gt;The picture of the fat girl is something I drew on my desk and couldn't get of:p And the rest...well, I'd really like to be able to make a logo, but I'm hopeless at these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbgjswCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bkx_fCluOz8/s1600-h/DSC01602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380045717244178" style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="242" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbgjswCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bkx_fCluOz8/s320/DSC01602.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfblsE386I/AAAAAAAAAFI/O_ZCel8ah5E/s1600-h/DSC01546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380133865255842" style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="191" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfblsE386I/AAAAAAAAAFI/O_ZCel8ah5E/s320/DSC01546.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbkW5M4OI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Zlvu4kUfgGQ/s1600-h/DSC01547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380110999281890" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbkW5M4OI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Zlvu4kUfgGQ/s320/DSC01547.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite bag!!! It was what us Norwegians call an impulse buy,It only cost me 450kr (45£)&lt;br /&gt;And I got the blonde for only another 1£!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbiKK-hBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NgDwnbeDPQw/s1600-h/DSC01583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380073224438802" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbiKK-hBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NgDwnbeDPQw/s320/DSC01583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry, this is Maddie;) We're going on a road trip this summer! With my whole family though, but it'll be fuuun:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-4556146504811018286?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4556146504811018286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=4556146504811018286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4556146504811018286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/4556146504811018286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-is-bored-to-death.html' title='Sun is bored to death!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGfbgjswCRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bkx_fCluOz8/s72-c/DSC01602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-6381526692051015170</id><published>2008-06-27T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:06.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun's moderate shopping:)</title><content type='html'>I've been broke for ever now, because I haven't been paid yet by my job...&lt;br /&gt;but then I got about 300kr(30£ and about 59$) and went out to buy me some Kooks:) I bought both inside in/inside out and Konk.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, my two friends Anje and Isa(who are twins btw) and I went in to this book shop, and I found a book called "60's Fashion: vintage fashion and beauty ads", whitch I think you can buy on Amazon as well, by Taschen. It's really a cool book! It's got lots of old sixties fashion and bauty ads!&lt;br /&gt;I've scanned some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVaX4d7VuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AlKw3kw7Kf0/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216675109719987938" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="291" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVaX4d7VuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AlKw3kw7Kf0/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This Must be the ugliest pair of Ray Bans I've ever seen! Ad from 1960&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVaY-Q2BtI/AAAAAAAAADE/bvyjIeDjQCU/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216675128455595730" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" height="267" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVaY-Q2BtI/AAAAAAAAADE/bvyjIeDjQCU/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now what would I do without a Self-Sharpening Eybrowpencil!? Why dont they have things like that anymore! Or a Eye Shadow Stick! ad from 1960. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhFBmViNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/E1nIYsTmsJU/s1600-h/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216682482335058130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhFBmViNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/E1nIYsTmsJU/s320/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this is my favourite... hahaha! ad from 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhElqWg_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DVWx6pgcOWI/s1600-h/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216682474835706866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhElqWg_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DVWx6pgcOWI/s320/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like this, talking about how people have different bodies... in 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhEebHnmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KMH4U-jHjk0/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216682472892767842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhEebHnmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KMH4U-jHjk0/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hello Gentlemen. Do you think it is possible to pull these shorts a little higher up? I'm starting to enjoy the feeling of sharkskin up my arse." ad from 1966&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhDY8o2UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W6y-WBWTEYA/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216682454242875714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhDY8o2UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W6y-WBWTEYA/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, this is even worse... ad for Healthknit in 1962&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhDM-xELI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L8LdK3rs1DI/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216682451030577330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVhDM-xELI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L8LdK3rs1DI/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, this is just 'cause it actually worked! haha! ad from 1966.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I really, really miss you Steph! Get your arse over here!! I'll be leaving for England to see my family on the fourth, but we'll figure something out near the end of the summer hols:)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really inspired today(haha) I'm just adding some cd's on to my fathers Mac, 'cause my stupid computer is broken so....&lt;br /&gt;And watching the Kooks live from Hove, where my father wouldn't let meg go... Just crying a little, no biggie:p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-6381526692051015170?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6381526692051015170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=6381526692051015170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6381526692051015170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6381526692051015170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/suns-moderate-shopping.html' title='Sun&apos;s moderate shopping:)'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGVaX4d7VuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AlKw3kw7Kf0/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-1941083540628191252</id><published>2008-06-26T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:07.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Rebels</title><content type='html'>Steph! You have such a great taste!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait either! I'm working on a map to use around Oslo, with all the best indie/mod/hippie/altenative shops:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I've been thinking about the last few days:&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a bit late at this, but some time ago, a norwegian music programme called "Lydverket" aired an interview with Pete Townsend(of the Who) where he's talking about so-called rebels in music theese days. It's very interesting, and I actually agree with what he says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I like to feel that if someone is using agression or is rebelliant- If there isn't an intelectual or an intelligent position, at least there should be irony, poetry and heart. And every artist should have some kind of passion rather than just wanting to be famous and make a lot of noise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www1.nrk.no/nett-tv/indeks/108291"&gt;http://www1.nrk.no/nett-tv/indeks/108291&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it probably was a lot easier to be a rebel in the Who's time. I mean, what do we have to rebel against? &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;surely don't have much! My dad was a punk when he was young, my mother was...well, hippie/softpunk, and I've never had to worry about beeing accepted as who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on mum and dad! Give me &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;challenge! I suppose the only thing I could do to really piss my parents of, is to become a member of some conservative party, and buy a big villa with three private beaches etc. You know, something that makes me really posh and discusting.When I think about it... They'd &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; accept me... So, I don't really have much to complain about, but to get back to my point:&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard for artists today to have something to rebel against, 'cause you instictively think about something that bothers &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, and since many of the western artists are more into getting high and flashing their privates, they forget that you actually can rebel against (or make songs about, if you like) things that don't neceserily affect you.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can only speak for Norway, but it's not like we can sing: "fuck the government" with good reason. We don't really have that big issues(in Norway). I'll get back to that later, 'cause that actually takes a whole post:p&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was talking about the hippie style and all that in the first post, and I just &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to talk about the whole native american style! I was totally obsessed with it last summer, but I never really got any chance to let the obsession out on my closet. But then in january(saturday the 19th to be more spesific) I bought my first pair of moccasins! I adore them! of course I've worn them out, since I've been using them non stop for six months, so I need to buy a new pair.&lt;/div&gt;Native American is so in! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean get a load of Micky Dolenz(of the Monkees) at the Monterey Pop Festival in 1967!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFrg8XUMlI/AAAAAAAAABA/kwnGKlG8_5U/s1600-h/65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215568057175650898" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="273" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFrg8XUMlI/AAAAAAAAABA/kwnGKlG8_5U/s320/65.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFrgTGboeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HBsP2hHHjvg/s1600-h/mdmonterey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215568046098981346" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFrgTGboeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HBsP2hHHjvg/s320/mdmonterey.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;a href="http://www.psycho-jello.com/monkees/mickypics.html"&gt;http://www.psycho-jello.com/monkees/mickypics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/keenan/c1967-8.html"&gt;http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/keenan/c1967-8.html&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;What do you call the piece on his head? I want one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I think only the only other person to carry a white boy's afro as good as Dolenz, is Adam Brody...&lt;/div&gt;But that's not the topic. I really dig this style, and hope it never gets commercialized. There's no fun in it then:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know what &lt;em&gt;I'll &lt;/em&gt;be wearing this summer: Beads, feathers, moccasins and hairbands!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piss Out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-1941083540628191252?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1941083540628191252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=1941083540628191252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/1941083540628191252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/1941083540628191252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-rebels.html' title='Sun: Rebels'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFrg8XUMlI/AAAAAAAAABA/kwnGKlG8_5U/s72-c/65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-7970290239268782708</id><published>2008-06-25T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:08.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, well.. I tought I should try to write at least one post on english, but if this don't work out for me, I'll jump straight back to good old nynorsk! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was shopping in Bergen. I was actually looking for some slim fit pants, but after trying on at least 10 pairs, I found the perfect one! ...... But... I couldn't button up the trousers. so no pants for me that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i bought the sweetest skirt and a very very cute t-shirt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLNzQWEg3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/N2dwUYR55ks/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215957598893015922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLNzQWEg3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/N2dwUYR55ks/s200/DSC_0014.JPG" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLHQXV72KI/AAAAAAAAABY/wnQrazhjo7E/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215950402406308002" style="CURSOR: hand" height="155" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLHQXV72KI/AAAAAAAAABY/wnQrazhjo7E/s200/DSC_0021.JPG" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLI510374I/AAAAAAAAABk/HpJZCymT-F8/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215952214475403138" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLI510374I/AAAAAAAAABk/HpJZCymT-F8/s200/DSC_0022.JPG" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The t-shirt was white and as you can see it had lace everywhere and four cute buttons in the neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGO1JOEI6OI/AAAAAAAAACs/KhQ89cnqmQI/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216211963424073954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGO1JOEI6OI/AAAAAAAAACs/KhQ89cnqmQI/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the skirt was black with white polkadots and had a very narrow waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;think that the reason I loved the shirt so much is that it reminded me of the most beutiful dress in the world. I saw it in a magazine, and havent realy been able to get it of my mind since..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLYgsUrzOI/AAAAAAAAACE/SoEcDyOzkfw/s1600-h/dress+i+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215969374613785826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLYgsUrzOI/AAAAAAAAACE/SoEcDyOzkfw/s320/dress+i+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutely.net/event/Farris_Rotter_and_His_Girlfriend_Peaches_Geldof_Leaving_Bungalow_8_Nightclub/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.absolutely.net/event/Farris_Rotter_and_His_Girlfriend_Peaches_Geldof_Leaving_Bungalow_8_Nightclub/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who wears the dress is Peaches Geldof and the Boy is her boyfriend Farrs Rotter from the punk band The Horrors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want a boyfriend who wants to match clothes with me! Then I wouldn't do anything else than go shopping with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But If you ever see a dress and a purse like that you seriusly have to contact me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's only 20 days until i leave for my hollyday to my other home land Croatia.. so i needes some sandals, i ended up with a pair of cute light brown sandals and a pair of allstar converse for my Boyfriend Simon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGOxQs-ar7I/AAAAAAAAACU/Q5REJA85OBA/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207693934145458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGOxQs-ar7I/AAAAAAAAACU/Q5REJA85OBA/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGOz-loMJHI/AAAAAAAAACk/-brN7lffpZo/s1600-h/Sko+til+simon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210681259107442" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" height="296" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGOz-loMJHI/AAAAAAAAACk/-brN7lffpZo/s320/Sko+til+simon.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afther shopping i whent to the record store and looked for some good nice price CD's. Almost everything was sold out, eksept The Shins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i whent home i had a skirt, a shirt, two pare of shoes and the Shins.. Not the best Shopping day. i can't wait to go shopping with you Sun in Oslo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-7970290239268782708?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7970290239268782708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=7970290239268782708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/7970290239268782708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/7970290239268782708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGLNzQWEg3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/N2dwUYR55ks/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-8899994647847835534</id><published>2008-06-24T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:20:50.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sun&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bloggs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;posted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; i did not respons before now is because i am sitting at home with my friend Kari and watching Across The Universe! the scene when they sing "Let it Be" is just over.. i can't stop the tears when the "Afro American" Lady sings the last refrain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men no er eg ferdig med min engelske del.. eg er ikkje så flink til å formulere mine meiningar når eg skal tenkje på rett skriving;) men eg kan ta min del på god gamaldags nynorsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-8899994647847835534?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8899994647847835534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=8899994647847835534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/8899994647847835534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/8899994647847835534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/steph.html' title='Steph'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-5421324900382318070</id><published>2008-06-24T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:15:08.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: Movies,Movies,Movies....</title><content type='html'>Tv3 aired "A tale of two Springfields" yesterday, witch is a Simpson episode featuring the Who, and I missed it!! I've sort of been waiting a long time to catch it again, cause I really neeeed to see it, no matter how much it might suck. But I'll just have to wait another three or four or five months:p Anyway, I made it up to myself by listening to "Tommy"(album by the Who) on my way home from YuLai's movie night(?), and realised that I'd forgotten how good some of those songs really are! I've seen the movie a duzzen times, and it's fine,just a little cheesy here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said, yesterday was movie night at YuLai's place, and YuLai, Anje,Ingeborg, Natalie, Natalie's boyfriend and I watched "Million Dollar Baby". &lt;/div&gt;Very,very sad film, and well made, though there's a bit too much physical damage at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFTx4_gKpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/D2WNHXNLWYo/s1600-h/12683095-12683098-slarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215541960049175186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="151" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFTx4_gKpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/D2WNHXNLWYo/s200/12683095-12683098-slarge.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN when I came home, I watched second half of "Tenacious D". Hysterical! I laughed all the way through it. Love the scene where JB eats the mushrooms... hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I gathered some friends(Ingeborg, Maddie, YuLai, Anje, Klara and Maddie's friend Henriette) and we all went to see "21" with Jim Sturgess who is very nice (Right YuLai?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've had quite a movie weekend, exept that it's not the weekend:p It's our summer holiday:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFSJgP6JEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/W388VKxrmds/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215540166700704834" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFSJgP6JEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/W388VKxrmds/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFSJaNYZCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dbCiG2pwpS8/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215540165079491618" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="280" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFSJaNYZCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dbCiG2pwpS8/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE to show you the cool lamp YuLai has!&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of shaped as a paperbag, and all though it doesn't give much light, I'd sure take that with me on a desserted island... It's enough just looking at it, I can't get enough:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a slight feeling I'm gonna be a tad more eager about blogg posting than Steph, but that's ok, cause I usually do the talking. Steph just sits and pretends to listen while we watch Greys Anatomy or Sex and the City:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 'till nest time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taduh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-5421324900382318070?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5421324900382318070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=5421324900382318070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5421324900382318070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/5421324900382318070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-moviesmoviesmovies.html' title='Sun: Movies,Movies,Movies....'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SGFTx4_gKpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/D2WNHXNLWYo/s72-c/12683095-12683098-slarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7178535662878179935.post-6512488970967597204</id><published>2008-06-23T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:12:27.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun: First Post!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this is my first post....&lt;br /&gt;Steph told me to talk about music, fashion and our brand "the Balkan Boys".&lt;br /&gt;We pretty much use that name for everything...&lt;br /&gt;The reason for our name, the Balkan Boys, is that Steph is half Croatian and we originally came up with the idea when we were planning a fictive band.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... We'll be using this blog not only to speak to you, but to each other.&lt;br /&gt;This way, we can share our music, fashion finds and so on... Pretty much your average blog:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... A little fashion:&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the hippie, indian, native american style is back in lately, and I couldn't be happier! I've been talking about this since last summer, and this spring I was a little annoyed that it came so late, because of my recent facination with the Who, and therefore the Mod style.&lt;br /&gt;But I've actually been quite inspired the last weeks, 'cause the weather has been great and I've felt more like wearing beads and flowing, colourful clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole Mod revilal will really kick in towards autumn. People are more gloomy and feel like wearing darker clothes in the autumn and winter.&lt;br /&gt;Not sayng that the Mods  were gloomy and dark, just that I feel the style is more fit for a colder time of the year with the parkas and shirts and cardigans.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really that inspired today, so this is a bad first try, but I will update tomorrow;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piss out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7178535662878179935-6512488970967597204?l=thebalkanboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6512488970967597204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7178535662878179935&amp;postID=6512488970967597204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6512488970967597204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7178535662878179935/posts/default/6512488970967597204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebalkanboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/sun-first-post.html' title='Sun: First Post!'/><author><name>the Balkan Boys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13862379256308421606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iez5e3d6pg/SPjkJEYioyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/oDGH-3q8HaM/S220/ut+p%C3%A5+tur+(150).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
