Bingo and Baseball

In my last fieldwork day I introduced my roommate Tiffany to the wonderful world of the Norwegian Americans. We went to the spaghetti and meatball dinner at the Leif Erikson Hall, and then we played bingo.

My friend Randi and Jerry was there to.

I had no idea that bingo had that many rules, they needed an A4 page just to explain the rules, and even after that I didn't understand it all. Luckily Tiffany understood. So now I'm an expert and ready to join my grandmother for bingo when I get home.

we also got these nice expert-playing-bingo-ink. I was thinking about taking it home with me as a present for my grandmother, but then I realized with my luck it will empty itself inside my bag during the flight home. So I'll just find something else for her.

As a part of my real-american-experience me, Tiffany and Anton went to a baseball game.

I didn't knew that much about baseball, but again Tiffany was there to explain to me (I don't know what to do when I go back to Norway and she will not be there to explain things to me). So after the 5th inning I had learned the most important rules and a lot of new words.

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i was supposed to be done with my rapport. i'm not done with my rapport. what a surprise.. it was a good try though. 17 pages. only seven pages left until i'm done. the problem is that i don't really know what to write on those last pages. or, two of them i know, the last five i don't. i think i'll just take a break now from writing. start again next week. read through it all again. i have to deliver my rapport august 1, so there is still time. no worries.

viking days at the nordic heritage museum will do me good! to think about something else this weekend. though i will probably have to tell people that i have only two weeks left here. not even two weeks. under two weeks. 12 days. that makes me sad. but i try not to think about that. i just try to have as much fun as i can these last days.

Ah, the ups and downs of fieldwork!

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I'm back to my old writing-a-paper-habits. I do everything but the actual writing. I clean the kitchen, I go for a walk, I drink coffee, whenever my house mates walk by my room I talk to them instead of writing. Transcribing interviews is not fun, being forced to listen to my own voice is like torture. I did not know I sounded that stupid, and I am seriously thinking about stop talking. One of my interviews is in Norwegian, and I discovered that I like my voice better in English than in Norwegian. A good excuse to move back here, so that my voice can sound better (and so that I can celebrate midsummer in Norway Park again). 

My plan is to finish writing my report before July 15, so that I can have some vacation before I go back home. Also so I don't become a stressed unpleasant person just before I go home. I don't have to be done with my interviews, because my rapport is only 25 pages, and it will not be room for all of them.

This weekend I'm just going to relax with Seattle International Beer Festival, and experience 4th of July. Hopefully next week will be a good week for writing!?