cobble wobble

cobble wobble bobble
stones step up
beside buildings
dressed in double-digit
numbers and lonely
harbor boats that
hobble in the wind.

the good life

So, welcome to Denmark! I have been here for nine short days, permanently messed up my inner clock, and can't stop thinking in "Minnesota" time. (yes, I think about you all every day)

Observations: public transportation rules. i walk a lot more. train rides are usually close to silent. my host family makes me feel at home. people hardly ever eat out. bikes are a real mode of transportation. english is spoken everywhere. handball is one sport i don't mind watching. everything is slower. "hygge" is the good life. "københavn" is one of the few danish words i can pronounce.

*pics to come soon

ten days out

In ten days I will board a plane.

In ten days I will be welcomed by a new family.

In ten days I will start missing you every day.


In ten days I will lift off.