Across National and Cultural Borders

Warning: This post may be longer than usual for my regular and new readers. But you are wellcome to comment the Photos only. In your prefered language. Selv på norsk.

These Days, when too many Humans around the Globe suffers from the never ending Dream of "Up, up in the Skies" (read this to understand), there is still positive examples how people can be united. And learn to love each other in matter of seconds. This is, my dear blogreader such a story, from true life.
You, who are a regular reader here on my humble blog, may have the clue about what will be revealed under these prolog. And also be aware of: This is for everybody to get a short insight into - - - Papa says no more.

Norway and Turkey

Historically we know little about the connections between these 2 nations and cultures until what was written regarding the Crusaders more than 1000 years ago. Miklagard has a very special place in old Viking legends. To day both Nations are members of NATO. Neither of the 2 are EU members. The southern Coast of Turkey is among the most popular destinations for Norwegian Chartertourists. (We are allways travelling indepently).

The Weekend of March 20-23, Anna and Papa were Airborn from Oslo (Norway) to Ruhr (Germany) - Essen and Düsseldorf.
To a very special event or occasion, as papa has interpreted in this post.
But, that is papa;)) And he only. Let that be said and written.

Hi, let's come to the point. At least, what can be revealed:
Ingelin and Kaya.They met in Hong Kong.
(Do you think they are charming and beautiful? Do not ask about Papa's opinion. LOL.)
Well, we were invited to a Vernissage.
Must come, said Ingelin.
And we did.

Here is the Table. Two Nations Flags.
(The Flags both printed from what else but Internet)

And here: What else but start with a genuine Champagne?
Well, it often tend to be a bit formal first time parents meet. You might know about that?

But the women, they started talking, like they should have been friends since Kindergarden

To cheer up and refresh our different Mothers Tongue or Languages. Some Norwegian. Some Turkish. Some English. Some German. Some French. And Body language. Sparkling golden drops of Champagne may help. LOL.
Here you see the Ladies skol;))

Let's start with the Starter. That's a normal beginning, so to speak. Fried Squash.
We continued talking and chatting and talking - blend up of several languages, like a vivid, mixed salad.

What is this? It's Chicken, not at all KFC, but the best from the Chicken in a Wallnutsauce. We adore the Turkish Cuisine. Let that be known.

And then: Fillet of Lamb. How mant did Papa put in his Mouth? Hahaha.

Green beans - softly heathed - as we do it when in Summerhouse

Large white beans with veggies - one our favs

and and and

Well every meal comes to an end. Ok. The we were served Cheese.


Some Blue cheese - papa adores (secret=

Some fruits? Can you resist? Papa could not - hah ha

1938. A special year for a very special Man.
We had a taste. Not to been seen at the Bottle. Just a tiny taste. A smell, so to say.
say.
What did matter was what we talked about. Fathters talk.
The first meeting was nothing but a blast. It took only seconds, and we were Family and Friends. Papa do really hope we all can be Family.
At least Papa, in his mind, has found what he considers family.
And Papa do believe in then and there -carpe diem.
ps. this day, April 6, 30 years ago, papa did met Anna first time. There will be Champagne. And 30 yeras of pleaseant memories. How fast times . . . no no, I say no more. LOL
Have a great Easter and a week to come.

hugs to all my visitors
and if you comment, I do stille have some Easter Postcards.
If you want one, handwritten, you must contact me at:. toraa at yahoo dot no

More to come . . .