Maybe about 6 years ago, I started thinking that I would like to try living in Europe. I imagined taking a fashion merchandising course in Italy or Spain, living a continental existence in wine bars, coffee shops and museums. Now that dream is a reality. Sort of.
Because if I had to pick a place to live in Europe, Oslo may not even have come into my top 10 list. Its too cold, the language isn't close to anything I know except English. But as of a few days ago, I've officially started living here! Well now I'm in a crappy hotel (they really don't do hotels like Asia does) but hopefully in a few days time I will move into my very own apartment in central Oslo.
It was a little bit strange to leave the comfort of the life I built in Malaysia but I didn't get too sentimental about it. I thought 3 years was enough and there seemed to be many signs that pointed out it was time to leave.
I don't know how the path of my life brought me here, but I aim to make the most of it.
