I still enter this kazakh bubble from time to time, and it feels like a small adventure again.
Fun and weird. But I get very excited.
Like yesterday.
I met Zhaiya Coco, my only kazakh friend in Oslo. She finish her master at BI and works at the kazakh embassy.
And Peter, a Swedish guy living in Oslo, who I received a Facebook message from my last few weeks in Kazakshan. He had also been to KIMEP on exchange, and din’t know of anyone else from Scandinavia who had.
And you always wonder who this other person going to Kazakhstan is, and why. There are not that many of us.
We all met Yesterday for a coffee and to se «The Dictator». A well suited movie for out meeting as «Borat» is the main actor.
On our way to the movie, we met two other people Zhaiya knew, drinking coffe at another coffe bar. A guy from Kazakhstan working at the embassy in Oslo, and a Norwegian guy who had been to Kazakhstan a couple of times.
They were talking about this book. About Kazakhstan. The norwegian guy was the one who wanted to write it. He did not know quite about what – other that Kazakhstan.
But he was excited.
I think we all were - enjoyed talking about all the weird stories, in this mix of English-Norwegian-Russian conversation. We were reminded about all the random stuff in Kazakhstan.
So the first thing I did at school today was to tell all about Yesterday to Pernille, my fellow classmate.
She was also excited, and said:
«Astri, I think you and me are the only one still talking about our exchange».
Might be.
But I like this bubble. And I refuse to ever let it go away.
