Brain swab 3/3 complete for this quarantine period. If this comes back negative, which it ought to, then I will be free in just 24 short hours, and home maybe 24 more after that. So close to the end of my year-and-a-day away from home! (and yes, it'll be exactly a year and a day. Arrived in norway middle of new years eve, will be get back home evening of new years day :P)

... I should find blogging content other than sporadic complaints about being stuck in a small box
There should be a dictionary of obscure sorrows word for "The realisation that going and getting tested for covid has exposed me to more risk (person in queue ahead of me was no mask + coughing) than I've experienced in the prior month (1 grocery trip plus three or so laundry trips)".

Honestly one of the least pleasent experiences I've had in a while. (Also the actual test is really no fun)

Still! Third-to-last day in norway go! Isn't that fucking terrifying!
Exams are terrible and international travel is terrible as well and both of those things are happening to me in approxtimately under-control ways in the near future!

Also: I kinda want to archive-binge the Alexandrian (https://thealexandrian.net/), but thier archive is laid out so annoyingly! It'd be such a pain to read through everything in chronological order (Or any other order for that matter), since you have to go to the archive, pick a month, then page through the months archives to then select an article. Such a pain! If anyone has a work-around for this, I'd be interested to hear it, but I don't expect people to.
Okay it's been a while so: Update: I'm still in Norway. Have been this whole time. Trying to go home now and it's being a right old pain and/or horror-show. One wonders what a nation does when your visa expires if you're doing your best to leave the country the whole time and it's going to be fucking horrific in cost (like, equal to six months of my expenses, between flights and hotels-the-government-forces-you-to-stay-in-but-will-not-pay-for and rent that I am paying because canceling a rental contract when my flights might be cancelled at any second for any reason is foolhardy at best and I do not want to be homeless *and* alone in a foreign country while I, IDK, have panic attacks.). Also all my teachers are shit.

And best of all! We're having a second wave which means travel might get totally closed *and* nobody is wearing masks. (At least, as of last month, you can now *buy* masks in supermarkets rather than having to go hunting but *sighs*). For reference: by nobody, I mean "About half of people literally on major train lines, maybe a fifth to a quarter of the people walking on the streets, and maybe a tenth (including none of the employees) of the people in the supermarket. What the fuck.
I have obtained 16x 400g tins of tomatos, and 4kg of dry pasta, which is like a week or two of eating nothing else; also some tins of fruit and garlic which I can flavour pasta with if I run out of tomatos. I expect this to last maybe a month of normal eating since these are very staple ingredients for my cooking.

(This (along with the normal "don't starve for the next day" purchases) has proven to be more than I can carry home from my nearest (and fortunately, cheapest) supermarket without trouble - it was both painful and resulted in dropped tins - with better equipment than my normal shopping bags and the box the tomatoes were shipped in this could be avoided - maybe my large ikea bags would do? The only other item-moving containers I have are my suitcases, which I guess are also a possibility if I don't mind looking like a weirdo. thus are the perils of living on foot).

Also in coronavirus local news: my classmate with doctors in her family says that she doesn't think it's an issue here yet, honestly I don't believe her; the hospital is apparently also losing capacity from an entire department getting quarantined and there are ~30 confirmed cases in surrounding cities.

I worry that self-isolation to my apartment would be largely ineffective since I have to share food-prep area with seven people, several of whom I can't reliably even talk to, let alone co-ordinate on "we're not leaving the apartment to not catch the virus" (One of whom has spent large sections of the last week bedridden with non-coronavirus flu - which she has had blood-tests for, and which I wasn't told about until she was already on her feet again). Self-isolation to just my room is, I think, a non-starter (it would be theoretically possible; I have a bathroom and water-source, but even I would go stir-crazy, and living off tins of fruit stacked in my closet and muesli bars would be miserable)
The silliest thing about moving to a new country is that I'm having to reindex all of my intuitions of where to go to buy things and it's terrible. I haven't spent years walking through malls here and I don't know what's good for college-student tier lunches and where to go to stock my apartment with X or Y or what to do when it's 3am in the morning and I am two continents away from the only bottle of heartburn medication I am personally assured exists. (I get heartburn once every few months if that so bringing something for it didn't come up when picking medication for travel but when you have it and you can't sleep because pain then suddenly that's a much bigger deal; also - been super sick these past few days among which heartburn was one of many things. Feeling better now though. Mostly)

Does anyone have advice for catching up on a new city/country/continent's state of material goods and where to obtain them?
Travel has so far been quite mundane. I've met some cool people and the weather is nice and cool here but overall life proceeds apace. I'm not sure if this is good or bad, or if I'm just a deeply boring person, or if enough of my social and mental life is tied up in the internet and computers that changing my physical location doesn't really shock me out of complacency. I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. No drastic change seems to have occurred. I'm not sure what to think about that.
Me in another country: meh, this seems to be going fine

Me in another country, after my laptop breaks: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
Holy shit I'm in Dubai!!! More to follow when travel is over and I can do downtime
Okay the travel thing is starting to sink in that I won't see my family or house for a year. Oh dear. This is an unpleasant sensation. Now to spend the post-Christmas days trying to clean up my home to an acceptable state to leave it in and pack up all the worldly possessions that I will have. Bleh.
My poor cat; he seems to worry that people have died every time they leave to travel somewhere for longer than a few days (and then he expresses genuine shock when they turn up non-dead, as well as happiness), and I'm going to be gone for a whole year. It's a mild concern to put on the big pile but I wish I could explain to him that I have more sensible plans than that.
... I have chosen to stop fighting with bullshit and exchange rates and just do what's going to be most stable and reliable and have the minimum of moving parts and I feel terrible from a "Wasting money" perspective because this is a huge loss for me but I think most of that loss is inevitable rather than even theoretically removable and I can't be bothered suffering the stress for the marginal gain even if it would be objectively efficient as a money source and it's not like I've got income to spare. Bleh. Travel is hard.

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