I love Denmark. It's like living at world market, or at a waldorf school. Everything is really high quality like that and the people are all really good natured. And the houses and everything are SO CUTE. They all have those awesome picturesque roofs (including the one I live in). The people are also beautiful. There are tons of trees and flowers and plants EVERYWHERE which is great, and it's cool but not really cold yet. Everybody wears jackets already, but I wasn't really cold today. It just felt nice, and I only put my jacket on once during today.
The house is soooooooo awesome, though very different than what I'm used to. There are 4 stories including the basement (currently getting renovated). My room is awesome! It's the loft. I have about half the floor as my room, and the other half is my bathroom. My room is really cool...it's got a big closet, I have a little table with chairs, a rocking chair, a big TV & dvd player, a HUGE comfy bed, and shelves. And two little windows on the ceiling/wall that I can open. I love it. I'm so tired that I really don't want to put pictures up right now but I will soon.
Oh and the house has a garden...an actual garden like the ones you read about. It's got roses and tons of flowers and fruit trees and cute benches, and my host mom said their gardener decided to "take a holiday" so I suggested that I become the new gardener, and she loved the idea. That will be the coolest thing ever!
I just can't describe how beautiful and NEAT it is here. My family is wonderful too!! They left a basket of goodies waiting for me in my room. They are so sweet and welcoming! And the kids are REALLY cute.
Danish is really cool, but hard. I forgot how it feels to not be able to communicate with anyone except your "companion" who is my host mom in this case. Not as many people speak english as I thought (though I haven't really met anyone yet). I've picked up a few common words so far, but it's definitely going to take some time.
Bed now!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Fank You Veddy Much
DFW Airport, Sept 10, 3:30 PM (Dallas time)
I’ve made it kind of a tradition in the past to write letters home while sitting in airports, so I figured this is the technological continuation of that tradition. Though I don’t know how soon I’ll be able to post this (I’ve connected to the “free public wifi” but it’s pretty useless).
In an hour I’ll get on my flight to Gatwick Airport. I should be more excited right now but maybe it still just hasn’t quite sunk in. It probably won’t until the plane takes off.
There’s a pretty interesting international mix of people all around me already. The man sitting next to me was just on the phone…I’m not sure if it was Spanish or Italian. I can usually understand a lot of Spanish but didn’t really understand much of this, which makes me think it was Italian…yep! He’s on the phone again now. Definitely Italian. I guess there’s probably a lot of different connections from the flight to London.
I guess I’ll find something else to do now.
London Heathrow Airport, Sept 11, 11:20 AM
Here are some important lessons I’ve learned today from traveling with British Airways:
1. “Fank you!” is actually not an insult, but a way of expressing gratitude.
2. Driving on the wrong side of the road is also conducive to walking on the wrong side, sometimes leading to collisions with unaccustomed foreigners.
3. Being called “love” by cranky old ladies who work for British Airways can sometimes have the opposite effect than that of making one feel loved.
4. Kilts and cowboy hats should never be worn at the same time.
5. Just because it’s ridiculously inconvenient to get off a plane, stand in four different lines with your baggage in tow and ride a way expensive bus to a completely different airport on the other side of London, and stand in another line to check your baggage again before you can finally use the bathroom…doesn’t mean that British Airways gives a care for your inconvenience.
6. On the outskirts of London there are lots of trees, sheep, and quaint little fences.
7. Spikey hair is very prominent on british heads (male as well as female). Also pink ties.
8. British accents in person are even cooler than in the movies.
Yep, that pretty much sums it up. I thought it was cool when I first got on the plane and there were tiny british kids running around and yelling with polite little accents, saying things like “Mummy, look! I found a biscuit! Would you like it?”
It was “quite a lark” to have a crazy bus ride on the wrong side of the road and catch a glimpse of a few pride-and-prejudice-esque houses and random sheep, but I don’t think it was worth the hassle of switching airports. Next time I’m picking another airline. However, I am still very excited to come back to London next month and see something besides the airport, which should definitely be a much better experience.
I think there must be a kilt convention going on today because I’ve seen like 40 or 50 of them, no joke. There go some more now. It appears that men in kilts travel in groups.
I guess I’m gonna wander some more now and maybe listen to the Bend It Like Beckham soundtrack, as it is so exceedingly appropriate for today.
I’ve made it kind of a tradition in the past to write letters home while sitting in airports, so I figured this is the technological continuation of that tradition. Though I don’t know how soon I’ll be able to post this (I’ve connected to the “free public wifi” but it’s pretty useless).
In an hour I’ll get on my flight to Gatwick Airport. I should be more excited right now but maybe it still just hasn’t quite sunk in. It probably won’t until the plane takes off.
There’s a pretty interesting international mix of people all around me already. The man sitting next to me was just on the phone…I’m not sure if it was Spanish or Italian. I can usually understand a lot of Spanish but didn’t really understand much of this, which makes me think it was Italian…yep! He’s on the phone again now. Definitely Italian. I guess there’s probably a lot of different connections from the flight to London.
I guess I’ll find something else to do now.
London Heathrow Airport, Sept 11, 11:20 AM
Here are some important lessons I’ve learned today from traveling with British Airways:
1. “Fank you!” is actually not an insult, but a way of expressing gratitude.
2. Driving on the wrong side of the road is also conducive to walking on the wrong side, sometimes leading to collisions with unaccustomed foreigners.
3. Being called “love” by cranky old ladies who work for British Airways can sometimes have the opposite effect than that of making one feel loved.
4. Kilts and cowboy hats should never be worn at the same time.
5. Just because it’s ridiculously inconvenient to get off a plane, stand in four different lines with your baggage in tow and ride a way expensive bus to a completely different airport on the other side of London, and stand in another line to check your baggage again before you can finally use the bathroom…doesn’t mean that British Airways gives a care for your inconvenience.
6. On the outskirts of London there are lots of trees, sheep, and quaint little fences.
7. Spikey hair is very prominent on british heads (male as well as female). Also pink ties.
8. British accents in person are even cooler than in the movies.
Yep, that pretty much sums it up. I thought it was cool when I first got on the plane and there were tiny british kids running around and yelling with polite little accents, saying things like “Mummy, look! I found a biscuit! Would you like it?”
It was “quite a lark” to have a crazy bus ride on the wrong side of the road and catch a glimpse of a few pride-and-prejudice-esque houses and random sheep, but I don’t think it was worth the hassle of switching airports. Next time I’m picking another airline. However, I am still very excited to come back to London next month and see something besides the airport, which should definitely be a much better experience.
I think there must be a kilt convention going on today because I’ve seen like 40 or 50 of them, no joke. There go some more now. It appears that men in kilts travel in groups.
I guess I’m gonna wander some more now and maybe listen to the Bend It Like Beckham soundtrack, as it is so exceedingly appropriate for today.
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