Half way through: what I’m proud of, what I’m grateful for, and what I wish I had done differently

On my third day in Copenhagen I wrote a letter to myself:  I want to explore outside of Copenhagen with my bike, name my bike, and produce something I’m proud of. I want to learn how to cook and say yes to every plan and eat dessert whenever possible.  There were lots of “I hopeContinue reading “Half way through: what I’m proud of, what I’m grateful for, and what I wish I had done differently”

“There is No(r)way we’ve only been here for 36 hours…”

Indeed, it felt impossible that I had only been in Norway for thirty-six hours as I dragged my feet across the Bergen airport on Sunday night. And yet. And yet! It was true: my trusty travelers, Alex and Isabelle, and I had packed in a twelve hour fjord cruise, a waterfall excursion, an arduous hike,Continue reading ““There is No(r)way we’ve only been here for 36 hours…””

Visiting an Online Nation and Free-falling in Sweden: Core Course Week 1

Have you ever heard of Ladonia, a micro-nation in Sweden made up of 20,000 online citizens from 50 countries? Their national anthem is the sound of a stone being thrown in the water, there are technically no residents within their physical boundaries, and the country just voted to install a prime minister! Ringing any bells?Continue reading “Visiting an Online Nation and Free-falling in Sweden: Core Course Week 1”

The Dogs of Copenhagen

You’ve heard of The Humans of New York, but have you met The Dogs of Copenhagen? The lovable pups of Denmark’s capital city are cuter, fuzzier, and friendlier than their human counterparts- where a Dane might avoid eye contact and politely ignore you, their dogs will gleefully leap into the scene and beg for aContinue reading “The Dogs of Copenhagen”

Dinner with the Danes

Of all the inanimate structures in the world, homes always tell the best story. The gentle slope of the threshold, worn down after years of use, kindly whispers “welcome”; the warm light of the kitchen murmurs of late nights making tea or overcrowded evenings making chicken-pot-pie. The trinkets and aesthetic of a house allude toContinue reading “Dinner with the Danes”

The Moment I Knew I Was Home

As of today, I have spent 8 days, 11 hours, and 50 minutes in Denmark. Or, in my preferred measurement of time, I have consumed seven glorious ice cream cones, crossed nine adventures off of my Copenhagen bucket list, and filled twenty pages in my journal. This week has felt more like its weight inContinue reading “The Moment I Knew I Was Home”

The Character of Copenhagen Construction

I’ve been in Copenhagen for four days now, and the luster of the everyday is hardly wearing off. My steady love for anything and everything that this city has thrown at me has forced me to diagnose myself with Rose-Colored-Copenhagen syndrome— allow me to explain: during my first day here, I asked my danish flatmate,Continue reading “The Character of Copenhagen Construction”

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