Spend enough time in a country with its own rad language, and you will eventually pick up some new words. I have spent the last two weeks repeating my favorites over and over, which I’m pretty sure has been obnoxious for those around me, and very entertaining for myself. Below, a list of the best:

Trygve (Trig-vuh): The name of one of our hosts. It looks unpronounceable, but you just say it like it looks.

Felle-start: Mass start

Skihopper: Ski jumper

Gull: Gold

Gullweiner: Gold hot dog—see here (http://narvesen.no/)

Varme pølse: Warm sausage. Possibly my favorite.

Varm sjokolade: Hot chocolate (okay, something’s breaking down here—maybe a varme pølse is actually a hot sausage?)

Kvikk Lunsj: Quick lunch. Otherwise known as the name of the best kind of Norwegian chocolate ever.

Takk for Turen!: Thanks for touring (?). The slogan on Kvikk Lunsj.

Takk for festen!: Slogan at Holmenkollen—thanks for the party!

Taco: Taco

Buffet: Buffet

Hocus-pocus: Tennis. Just kidding—hocus pocus means hocus pocus.

Trafikkskole: Traffic school

Slikkepott: Spatula.

Vafler: Waffle. After two weeks of free vaflers from the media center at World Championships, we knew this one well.

Honorable mention: Juha Lallukka. Because it’s Finnish, and actually a name for a very fast skier. But it’s awesome nonetheless.

Tags: Slikkepott, Trygve

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