There then followed a cake contest, awesome spaghetti, guitar playing, and SPOONS! The next day it was much less rainy, and hiking back down the mountain to catch the bus, I finally got to see some of the great views:
Also, some hanging moss, which is not Spanish moss, but looks like it: Norwegian moss?
Last weekend the weather was gorgeous again, and if it's one thing you learn when it gets cold and rainy: it's to get outside when it's nice. Here's Sognsvann on Friday:
And some curly dried grass:
Any, this is about an hour walk, and by the time I start walking along the road home, it's cloudy, windy, and SNOWING.
But it's nice and sunny again on Saturday, and I wandered along the waterfront:
On Sunday, Daylight Savings Time ended, and the sun started setting at 4:30. I went to the National Gallery, because admission is free on Sundays.
Lots of neat paintings and sculptures there, so I took many pictures (are you surprised? you shouldn't be).
This is the Thinker:
No, not that Thinker, though the museum did have him, too. There's some modern art, and some Ancient Greek/Roman sculptures, but the museum mostly traces the changes in Norwegian art, with, of course, The Scream (Skrik, in Norwegian):
Though, honestly, this didn't evoke a feeling of hopelessness, terror, or despair in me, unlike this: 
This is Melancholia I, by Albrecht Dürer-look, it's sunny outside, and she's annoyed because she's stuck inside doing work with that pointy-thing! Ah, exam qualifications and grad school applications, how I loathe you. This was in one of the cabinets in the corners of some rooms-look inside, not everything cool is on the wall. The museum visit also led to contemplations on how stuff is arranged in museums. Example: There is the Langaard Room, with Old Master paintings donated as a collection in 1924-it is arranged according to then-current practices. This means that many paintings are on the walls next to/above/below each other. This leads to some confusion: The sign next to these reads: "A Gentleman Visiting Courtesans", "The Card Players", and "The Rape of the Daughters of Levkippos." Now, the first one is larger, and arranged above the others. Then, there is this:
My eye naturally goes to the left one first, since the sign was on the left. I think this is Card Players, since that is how the signage and pictures have been arranged so far. That is one exciting card game!
Also, this:
The Three Graces Listening to Cupid's Song; a 19th century marble sculpture meant to evoke ancient civilizations. To these past artists, ancient Greek and Roman art is life in marble: serene, perfect, silent. However, a while ago I found out that Greek statues were painted, like this:
http://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/true-colors.html#
Totally different view on how this art "should" look: I think it shows how real and vibrant life was, personally.
Anyway, cool stuff.
Then I walked around Vår Frelsers Gravlund, a graveyard where several notable Norwegians are buried, including Munch and Ibsen, as well as Hansteen and Wickstrøm, the first Norwegian citizens shot during the Nazi occupation of Norway.
I can't read much Norwegian, but some differences between this graveyard and one I did an archaeological project on in Michigan: women's maiden names are more likely to be included (versus just Mother, or Wife), full-grave covers, and people's faces. It was also really pretty with all the leaves:
Then, on Monday I woke up to snow. Lots of snow, which lasted for 2 days. I went out hiking on Tuesday:Happy Halloween!