PS. We love...the German girls
Sonja: Hey, you’ll never guess this about the German girls!
Pia: What about them?
S: They’re gone.
P: What?! You serious?
S: Yup.
P: But why? I mean they just got here last night!
S: Apparently they’ve had enough after less than a day.
P: How did they leave? I mean I thought there were no busses going from the town.
S: There aren’t. They planned on hitch-hiking out of here.
P: Well that’s a safe idea! What idiots!
S: F*cking German girls!
P: They don’t know what they’re missing leaving this place!
S: Do you realize what this means?
P: We’re moving our stuff into their room!
S: Yes we are!
A bit of background to this conversation: when we arrived to Eidsvold there were two German girls who arrived only a few hours before us. We were hired first so it was agreed that we’d help Papá with the cattle and they would help around the house until Papá would find them some other work maybe on another farm or something. The following conversation occurred during our first afternoon, only a few hours after our arrival.