Saturday, 23 July 2011

My Oslo Is...

My Oslo...Oslo (and Norway) is one of my favourite places, probably because it reminds me so much of Canada. It is a "home away from home" and literally a breath of fresh air when I am in claustrophobic Europe.

I hope these photos give you a sense of what kind of city Oslo is, because my Oslo is not in the images I see on television today. It is not a city of devastation and blown-out buildings. It is not a city of people laying bleeding in the streets. No, my Oslo is....

... a city where even the dogs get dressed up for a parade.

My Oslo is....


... a city where kids can laugh and smile.

My Oslo is....


.... a city that respects its war heros, as only a city that has been occupied can.

My Oslo is....


... a city where litte girls hug their Moms while watching a parade.

My Oslo is....


... a city where little girls ride on their Dad's shoulders to watch a parade.

My Oslo is....


.... a city of storybook colour.

My Oslo...

My Oslo is....

My Oslo is....


... a city that is colourful even in the dark, pouring rain.

Oslo Lights (2)


... a city that is colourful as the sun goes down.

Oslo 7


... a city where young and old love sports.

My Oslo...

My Oslo...


... a city where the wonder of the outdoors is not lost.

My Oslo...


... a city where high school kids dress up in national colours and hand out their personal "trading cards" to little kids (who collect them). That has to be one of the nicest high school grad traditions I have ever seen.

My Oslo...


This is my Oslo. Please cross-post and share this version of Oslo with your friends.

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