Shuttered Norwegian dreams

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He was the most gorgeous guy I have seen but it wasn't about that. He was sweet. He was gentle. He was fun to talk to, fun to be with. He taught me to play pool and taught me a few words in Norwegian. Even though I was totally not interested to begin with, and even though it so wasn’t meant to be, he managed to sweep me totally, head over heels, way too much. We only spent a few days together but I did “the girly thing”, took it too seriously. I extended my stay here to see him again in Sydney, give this a chance. He texted me sweet messages when I was in New Zealand. Last week I had some bad signs but I chose to ignore them. And then the phone rang yesterday. He is not coming to Sydney. He was sweet even then. I couldn’t be angry, just heart broken. I was lucky to have great roommates in my hostel, they took me out, made sure I got drunk enough… brought me chocolate before that too.

I will be fine, it really wasn’t long enough to be heart broken for long. If I can get an earlier flight home, I will even be really fine. I never planned to share this kind of experiences in the blog but it’s really a part of my travel. So I shared.

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Comments

[Iris]

i hope
to see u soon and give u abig big hug }{

[Eti]

even it's a sad post...
i'm happy you shared this personal experience with us. Motek, Every little thing' it's gonna be all right!!!!!! Don't worry............