A Dinner Revealed

Team Leader and chocolate lover Øystein and Pavilion casanova Lars

Yesterday and the day before the guides were so lucky to be invited to dinner at the jovial General Commissioners penthouse apartment to recharge our batteries and of course celebrate the ever so slightly jingoistic annual Norwegian constitutional day. This day entails eating, drinking, eating, parading, eating, Norwegian flags, eating, drinking and singing. After a couple of glasses of wine, a few pizzas, some tempura shrimp, and then a couple more glasses of wine, people were ready to talk. For the first time since we began work we sat down together and talked about all the funny and strange stories that have emerged recently.

Lars, one half of the Norwegian super-couple looks like he should be in a Norwegian WWII film. He is tall, blond, blue eyed and melts all the little Chinese chickies hearts. Recently he was taking care of some VIPs that decided to grace us with their presence and he was briefed that the diva visiting was a supermodel fra LA - pretty impressive! Or so he thought. Waiting for the visitors he stopped an average looking Chinese woman trying to enter the pavilion, but realized just before it was too late that this in fact was the "super model". She eyed him up and down, and seemed to be pleased with the guide she had been presented. The "Supermodel" spent a looooong time in our lovely, but perhaps not so large pavilion - a suspiciously long time... As she left she asked for Lars' business card and presented her very own card entitled "Jane Doe - International Supermodel" embossed with a cute picture of herself crowned with a very nice princess tiara (as we all know, ALL international supermodels wear tiaras...or do they?). As she left she moved in alarmingly close to Lars and whispered with sex in her voice "we'll stay in touch"..... Watch out Bing is all I have to say!

Everyday we are put through our paces and asked questions about Norway only a rocket scientist (or perhaps pavilion smartie-pants Lars) could answer or mind-numbingly stupid questions a seal could answer by flipping its flippers. A few of these include (forgive me if I mentioned any of these before): "is your hair blond", "is there a real polar bear here", "Iceland is the caiptal of Norway, right?" (this one is particularly interesting as the Icelandic pavilion is our neighbouring pavilion), "Is the water in the water machine all from Norway", "Are you Norwegain?" (no I am italian...cuz that makes sense ya dufus!), Asked to one of the blondies:"Where in China are you from?", "Do you ONLY speak Mandarin?"(I am sorry I don't speak your particular branch of obscure dialect wich is incomprehensible to anyone besides your 2,000,000 person-village), "exactly how long is the Norwegain coastline?", "What is the scientific cause for the Northern lights, please answer in Chinese". Oh the questions! They do make life fun though!
Hipp hipp Hurra for dagen som var,
Trine:)