Two weeks of the summer holliday has flown by. I've been ill, read four books and one graphic novel. I've worked six days, watched about four movies and twenty episodes of a tv-series. I've bought myself four travelbooks, borrowed two and been planning next years interrail. Most importantly: I've fled Oslo for a while and is now home with family and friends. Today I went to see Midnight in Paris, and I really enjoyed it. Paris and the 20's, what is not to like? It had it's faults, but I loved the cinematography, the mood, the music, the humour and all the references.