The Viking's have invaded

One great thing about going travelling is that you quickly make friends all over the world.
We met two particularly special (and crazy) Norwegian ladies in Buenos Aires that we then went on to rave it up with in Brazil & Laos. It's pretty fitting that the three countries that we managed to see them in were the messiest of all of the places that we visited. And so I introduce to you... Ingrid & Cecilie

The crazy Norwegians, how we love them.

I can safely say that we have been through thick and thin with these girls; near death experiences as we launched ourselves off zip lines and giant slides, severe alcoholism and I've even seen Ingrid squat (classy I know - she won't let me put up a picture).

And so now, due to the obvious good impression that us English girlie's have made on them Ingrid has decided to make the trip over and come to Leeds university this year :)

Which also means that we get the pleasure of her company in London every so often.

After the arrival of her friend & her other viking friend Helene chaos quickly ensued as the standard drinking games quickly began. If anyone has read my other travel blog you will remember that drinking/drinking games played a rather large part while Han & I were away. And of course this always continues when we have our travelly friends to stay.

We learnt a new one this time though... I didn't know that there were any left that we didn't know! Anyway, this one appears to be quite fatal... it's called the Bus Driver... and is probably responsible for the severe memory loss that has taken place. Basically, it involves cards and drinking... A LOT.

This also resulted in us mixing wine and vodka. Never a good idea.

Anyway, not only did we learn a new drinking games, we also had many lessons in Norwegian. I think we're pretty much fluent now. We have learnt the Norwegian drinking song, Skal! And other essentials such as, can I have a cup of tea please. Can't remember too much of that now, but oh well, I'm sure it will all come flooding back when we set foot on Norwegian soil or snow in January. We've also been teaching Ingrid to speak 'proper' English. No more American for her! She will learn to say pavement instead of sidewalk and autumn instead of fall. bookyaka.

And so after a messy night, the Vikings, their headaches and their enormous bags full of swords, shields & helmets were back on their way again.

Can't wait for the Oslo reunion!