Posts from January 2009

Modale verb (modal verbs) are essential to understand, learn, and use norsk.  There are 5 modale verb i norsk: kan, vil, skal, må, bør (can, want, will, must, and should).  For eksempel:

Jeg kan kaste ballen mot veggen (I can throw the ball against the wall).

Hun vil gå på ski i dag (She wants to go skiing today).

Vi skal lese avisen sammen (We are going to read the paper together).

De må komme hjem klokka fire (They must come home at 4 o’clock.

Du bør ikke være slem (You should not be mean).

Modal verbs, like all norske verbs, are not conjugated.  There are essentially only two forms each of these 5 verbs come in: present and past.  The past tense of these 5 verbs are as follows:

kunne, ville, skulle, måtte, burde.

For eksempel:

Jeg kunne ha gjort det bedre (I could have done it better).

Han ville høre på musikk (He wanted to listen to music).

Vi skulle ha gått på kino (We should have gone to the movies).

De måtte ta eksamener (They had to take exams).

Du burde ha vært snill (You should have been nice).

Modal verbs are important because they set up the tone of a sentence.  Can, want, will, must, and should are very different words with very different meanings.  These verbs also have the ability to pair up with any other verbs.  A very important thing to remember about modal verbs is that the ‘holy a’ å is not necessary.  I will touch on this in another post, but for now, just remember that å is not used in between verbs if the first verb is a modal verb. 

Study up on you modal verbs and how they are used because they are very important!

T-bane (subway/metro)The fantastic Norwegian public transportation system.

We don’t need researchers to tell us that Europeans are healthier than Americans.  We can walk down a busy street and see the drastic physical difference between the majority of Europeans and the majority of Americans.  Norwegians are not an acception to this rule.  I remember when I first arrived in Norway, I thought to myself- wow, these people look great.  And I’m not saying they all had nice hair or perfect skin (although many did, of course), but they just looked healthy.  They looked fit.  They look like they get a logt of exercise from walking to get from place to place.  Or perhaps they belong to a sports club where they participate in a handball team or a ski team.  Whatever it may be, they simply look great.  Much of this, as I mentioned, can be attributed to the fact that Europeans walk much more than Americans.  They are not completely obsessed with driving cars like we are, and the public transportation system is exceptional. 

To get from Oslo to a farm in a tiny town outside of Ålesund, my father and I took several forms of transportation, the T-bane (subway), tog (train), Hurtigruten (coastal ship), buss (bus), and drosje (taxi).  The drosje literally dropped us off right at the end of the driveway of this little farm.  Actually, we were visiting long-lost relatives in an area that neither of us had ever been.  For some reason, we did not call in advance to warn our relatives that we were coming.  In fact, I believe we did not have a phone number, but merely a name and address.  I guess my dad decided that we would just take a gamble, go up there, and see what we could find.  We asked the taxi driver if he knew of anyone by the name of Tryggeset.  He said <Ja, Tryggeset, de bor der borte.  Jeg skal ta dere dit.>  Yes, Tryggeset, they live over there.  I will take you there.  And so he did.  Great, isn’t it?  Everyone in that town knew everyone else and this drosje driver had complete trust in total strangers, from America nonetheless.

Public transportation, as you can tell, is phenomenal.  The best part about public transportation in big cities is that you usually have to walk to get to the station.  Several of these walks a day add up and people end up walking quite a bit.  When I studied abroad in Norway, I lived north of Oslo, about a 1.5 hour walk.  The T-bane brought us from our apartment to the center of Oslo in 10 minutes.  However, it was a 10 minute walk from my apartment to the T-bane stasjon.  Then once I arrived to the city, I would walk to where I wanted to go.  That is the beauty of Oslo-pretty much everywhere you want to go in the city is within walking distance.  Otherwise, there are busser (busses). 

Lots of us students that lived a good walk from the city would get our exercise on fredag (Friday) and lørdag (Saturday) nights because the bars and clubs did not close until 2 or 3 which is far later than the T-bane ran (it’s last route was around midnatt) and to get a drosje was extremely expensive.  So…..we walked.  Vi gikk.  If you do the math, you will figure out that we would arrive to our apartments around sunrise.  But we would have gotten great exercise and worked off any potential headache for the next morning.  It was great.

The last thing I will say about offentlig transport i Norge is that the facilities are well maintained.  The tog is extremely comfortable.  If I remember correctly, it is about an 7 hour ride from Oslo to Bergen and it is pure comfort, much more comfortable than a plane.  It is a fast, quiet, clean, and smooth ride.  Bussene (the busses) are also very clean and comfortable.  Drosjene are often Mercedes or BMWs, unlike in the U.S., where they are old beaters.  Whichever option you choose to transport yourself from place to place in Norway will be a pleasant experience.

Who else wishes that the United States had not destroyed our passenger railway system years ago?  I would love to be able to hop a tog from my house in Northfield 50 miles to Minneapolis.  People used to be able to do that 50 years ago until we all decided we wanted to drive our own automobiles, get lazy, and develop obesity problems as a consequence.

Cheers to Norwegians and their offentlig transportsystem!

Nordmenn liker syden (Nordmenn like the south)……of Europe that is.  I’m not sure how many Norwegians travel to what Americans refer to as the south, but they talk about going to syden all the time. Syden for Norwegians can mean destinations from Mallorca in Spain, to Rhodes in Greece, to the Grand Canary Islands, to Mount Kilimanjaro in Tanzania.  Most often when Norwegians travel south, they hit up somewhere in the vicinity of the Mediterranean.

Many of you have perhaps ventured south of our border to Mexico for spring break.  From what I understand, Norwegians travelling to southern Europe is a similar endeavor.  There are several areas in southern Europe, a few of which I mentioned above, that are hot-spots for Norwegians, much like Puerto Vallarta, Cancun, and Acapulco are for Americans.

The tradition of å reise til syden (to travel to the south) began for Norwegians 50 years ago.  35 Norwegian passengers boarded a plane for Mallorca, Spain.  The trip cost each passenger roughly 11,000 NOK (1,600 US Dollars) and 7.5 hours flying time to enjoy the adventure.  50 years ago 11,000 NOK was a lot of money to spend for a vacation.  Obviously a trip like this was quite a luxury.  Today, however, the income gap in Norway is mcuh narrower and the majority of Norwegians can afford å reise til syden.  Even my Norwegian relatives in their 70s travel to southern Europe, not only to relax in the sun (kose seg i solen), but to climb mountains and experience exotic food.  Norwegians have really developed a sense of adventure and travel in the last few decades.  I imagine this desire to get out and see the world developed from a long history of a homogenous people dominated by others.  Now that Norwegians have the funds and the freedom, they want to enjoy the pleasures of life closer to the equator just like those of us that inhabit the northerly latitudes of the United States.

The thermometer is hovering around zero this morning here in southern Minnesota.  I went for a run yesterday and my bottom and top eyelashes froze together.  I had insulated pants on and although I was going at a good clip and felt warm internally, my thighs were numb five minutes into the run.  I was in Florida for a few days over Christmas, so luckily I enjoyed a short reprieve from winter in MN.  However, it does not take long for the body to return to the state that forgets what natural warmth feels like.

To be perfectly honest, I wish that travelling south for people like me could be as cheap and easy as Norwegians travelling to syden because I would much rather enjoy a break from winter in southern Europe.  There is something about travelling to a foreign country and being surrounded by other tourists speaking my language and wanting to do all of the same things as me that just has no appeal.

Alle sammen trenger sol og ferie. Everyone needs sun and vacation.

Godt nyttår alle sammen!  Did any of you dodge fyrverkeri (fireworks) last night?  If you did not, I know that you were not in Norway.  Most countries outside of the U.S. seem to celebrate the new year in much better fashion than we do.  I know Brazil, in particular has an insane new year celebration.  However, from personal experience I can say that Norwegians know how to welcome the nyttår pretty well.  I had no idea what I was getting myself into.  I arrived in Oslo the day after Christmas in 2005.  Upon arrival to the airport, I immediately hopped on a tog (train) that brought me to winter wonderland-Hemsedal-the ski capital of Norway.  Hemsedal is a huge ski area in the mountains of central Norway that brings visitors from all over the country.  My friend had a cabin up in the mountains where I stayed for several nights.  I walked into one hell of a party and was expected to keep up even though I had not slept in over 36 hours.  It was a great time.

Several days later after recovery I was staying at my friend’s house and his parents invited family and friends over for a nice nyttårs middag (New Year’s dinner).  I cannot remember all of the things we had, but I remember drinking very tasty gløgg (warm mulled wine with some sort of spirit such as brandy, vodka, or aquavit,  with nuts and raisins in the bottom and a cinnamon stick to top it off) that complimented a fantastic dinner.  After dinner we were politely excused and began our night of adventure.

We drove to a party and from there we walked from place to place.  Although I could speak Norwegian, there was something about me that must have screamed American, so nearly every person I talked to for any length of time would jump right into politics.  Valgte du George Bush? (Did you vote for George Bush?).  After I responded nei they then proceeded to interrogate me about the nature of American politics today.  This of course was not a topic that I particularly wanted to discuss on nyttårsaften (New Year’s Eve).  I just wanted to have a good time and meet some fun Norwegians and needless to say practice my langauge skills.

Well it was not too long after that that the klokke (clock) struck midnight and I was in a war zone.  Or at least that is how I felt.  My friend had not warned me that people would shoot fireworks horizontally from their homes across the street.  I do not know if Norwegians just love the danger involved in this tradition (every year fireworks cause injuries and death) or if most of them are already intoxicated by the time the new year rings in that they can’t control where they direct the fyrverkeri.  Either way, I was seriously screaming and dodging lethal items left and right.  It was quite an experience.  If you celebrate nyttårsaften in Norway, watch out for the fyrverkeri!

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