I have no idea what I’m doing, and that’s kind of how I love it.
Welcome back to my little nook of insanity!
I’ve just returned from spending three days in Western Denmark, and I am once again ill. I feel like this country is made of smallpox blankets (or I just have a pathetic immune system, which is much more likely).
Would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first?
Alice In Wonderland
If Copenhagen were a person, that person would be generous, beautiful, elderly, but with a flair. A human being that has certain propensities for quarrelling, filled with imagination and with appetite for the new and with respect for the old – somebody who takes good care of things and of people.
This week, I’ve learned that posting once a week is nowhere near enough to detail life here (but does that mean I’m going to post more? Probably not.)
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