thinks you should go to Berkeley with her
will it be hard to leave Esp—
you put up your hand
you’re good at denial
it’s the river where you learned to swim
you will not ruin everything by thinking about
the future
the Rotarians grant a free afternoon
for exploring
everyone scatters
but within an hour
you’ve all found your way
to Oslo’s one and only
McDonald’s
everyone gorges on American fat and salt and sugar
it’s fantastic
until
it isn’t
you feel nauseous and have to run to the toilet
what does it mean that ekte amerikanske mat
real American food
makes you vomit?
in Oslo
a glittering evergreen towers in front of the Grand Hotel
white lights twinkle on shops and trees
the outdoor julemarked swells with holiday music
and swirling scents of popcorn and burnt sugar
you browse through the stalls
admire ornaments and husflid textiles
an unfamiliar feeling peeks out