The things I've learned, the life long friends I've made.
What does it mean to have an extra 25 kilos (I'm NOT going to apologize anymore for this) of weight in my suitcase of souvenirs? The endless roll of pictures I took, what does that prove?Īll that I have concretely taken back with me are the memories.
Ready to embark again? Pleasanton California- suburbia superb-ia, let's see what you have in store.Īnd so now, at the end of this journey, what is it to be back? Thank you faithful readers for coming to Denmark with me. Hopefully this journey -a.k.a my life- will not have an end in the near future. I'd love if you all could join me in reading along in a less adventurous, but similarly entertaining journey, fingers crossed. (This can be interpreted as a good or bad thing). Starting afresh- I've started a new blog for those interested in following. It's time to move onward to a different blog- I place where I can write about the life I live now.īut. I am now a Babe Who's Back, a true Katy Perry style California Girl. This journey has come to an end- and this blog has worn out its wear. I'm not going to get too mushy here (although mush DOES happen to be my favorite kind of food), but this experience was important, in more ways than I could have imagined. Looking back makes me smile, and perhaps wriggles out a tear for how cold I truly was. I still retell the stories in this blog- forgetting that most people have read them and then looking like a double idiot. How I braved biking through the rain and slush for a cocktail hour, or the occasional class. I sound like an old fart from time to time (could I pull of the nick name 'new fart'? would I want to?) when I talk about how dark it was in the approaching winter months. It's been a little more than a little while.īack from Denmark for almost a year now.
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