and I met a lovely Norwegian guy. Oh it�s a mad story I tell ya!
So woke up at 7am, trying to get the Train to Oslo Airport, the train was leaving at 0825. So got to my station and was gonna buy a ticket, and I realised that the ticket machine only took coins. So i asked this boy if I could pay on the train and he was yes, so I went down the escalators to take the train (and mind you they were the slowest things) and by the time I got to the platform the train person had basically just called the last people in and wouldn�t let me get on. I was gonna cry but the ��Flytoget� train was yet to come, so I asked a man if I could pay in the train and he said no, so I had to go ALL the way up those slow ass escalators to get a new ticket, which was going to cost KR170, and I only had 130 in my wallet and Euros. So I walked up to this guy who was queueing to get a ticket himself and offered to give him EUR10, in exchange for KR50 (it�s KR7 to E1) and he kindly said yes, and then noticed he didn�t have a 50 so offered to give me a 200 and I give him my kr.130 and E10. So I did. and he stood there and waited till I got my ticket and we were politely chatting all the way down the escalators. and got to the train in the nick of time. and as disorganised as I am, my bags were EVERYWHERE and he was like �can I help you?� and I was �oh no, you�re grand! thanks though� but he refused and insisted, so ya ya ya got on the train�.got to the airport. He dragged my bag all the way till I was at my check in area and then shook my hand and said goodbye as he was off to some place in Norway. I fell in love with Andreas, at the airport. Guess Irish luck isn�t always with one when they are abroad. hahaha.
But I�m in Dub now, happy to be home. regardless of the fact I am starving right no and only own rice and Uncle Ben�s Schezuan Chili sauce. and I got a fantastic Irish welcome home by getting rained on, and got home to find out my key wasn�t walking so I had to sit in the hallway till someone could fix it.�
Story of my life! I think I deserve an alcoholic beverage for that :)
and I met a lovely Norwegian guy. Oh it�s a mad story I tell ya!
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