Sometimes I Go Places

So, the last time I wrote, I'd been in Denmark for only two days. I had a little infinity. Life was good. I have a couple hours left now, and somehow, my two weeks are up. I knew my time would go fast, but it doesn't mean I'm any more ready to fly back to the USA. Leaving Denmark will always undoubtedly be one of my least favorite experiences. I hope there will come a day when I don't have to leave. As I said in my last blog post, while I was here, I didn't want to make a lot of plans. I wanted to take each day as it came. I did exactly that, and I will tell you that I enjoyed my time to the max, and that while time went fast, I still felt like I had a grip on it. That is an improvement from last time I was here. I feel like, in the two weeks I've been here, I've done and accomplished all that I set out to do. That is quite possibly because I set out to do literally nothing except for speak Danish. Amazing what having no agenda can do for your agenda. I ...

Yo!  So I have this thing called a travel blog, and I figure that now that I'm back in Denmark, there's no better an excuse to write on it.  I really had no idea just two weeks and some days ago that I would be writing on this blog. I genuinely thought that the next time I'd be able to get out again is when I fly to Hawaii in December to watch my best friend graduate from the University of Hawaii. I bought my tickets back to Denmark in such a mad act of spontaneity, but I regret nothing. I've learned to crave spontaneity and adventure, and it's now a requirement for my life. It's also been on my bucket list to buy tickets and take off like this spontaneously, so I'm glad I could cross this off. I am so glad to have been able to get out again. The last time I was in Denmark was September 2016, and I had only five days here. It was the first time I had been back since my exchange year, so I naturally tried to do everything I missed in one week. I tried t...