We went to the police station to register (all foreigners have to register who will be in the country over a certain length of time), but they were closed. We'll go back tomorrow, but it may take some time since we don't yet have our residence permit. A common joke in the country is the slow pace of Norwegian bureaucracy, so we're preparing for long lines.
Next we had a meeting with the principal of the boys' school. Most children walk or bike to school and the classrooms are large and open. Children take off their shoes in the cloak room before entering the classroom and no candy is allowed. The children also have a great deal of freedom in where they play and, we all had trouble believing this, but he insisted that it is true, there are never any snow days! The day begins at 8:30 and classes get out generally at 1:30 but earlier on Wed. and then we can register for an extra half hour of tutoring or an after school. But then there is an after school program, which we would have to pay for.
The funny thing is Bill and I sometimes buy the wrong groceries because we can't read the packaging. I mistakenly bought buttermilk instead of skim milk; the boys bought fizzy water instead of regular water. Bill bought the wrong kind of detergent. Ah well...
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