The train and airport

6/7-2009 kl 00.50
Train ride's gone smoothly. One problem though: We arrive as the only ones at Rygge station, and hesitantly wait for the free shuttle bus to take us the remaining miles to the airport. Well, it turns out that there's no bus this late, so we walk! Using our knowledge of where west was (which you find by throwing a caterpillar in the air and looking at which way it crawls when it hits the ground), and by listening for the motorway and walking towards it (surprisingly the latter helped us the most), we only used an hour and a half of walking after midnight.
Finally arriving at the airport, we're very relieved that the doors are unlocked. We are definitely the first to check in (on a computer - there wasn't a soul around), before plunking down on sofas which probably would have been a bit too small for either Sofie or Lisa. It was kinda exciting when the night guards came walking around, and didn't notice us! :p (I believe both me and Mag shared the thought of "don't make a sound" for a few minutes there)

Oh, and Mag wants to add that there was a very cool cyclist-killing tree lying in the middle of our path on the way to the airport. Thanks to him, I am still with you. (it was approx. in head height, (my head height).