I’ve been away for a few days. Before that, I worked late and got home to tired to write. But I’ve been having so much fun!
I got home yesterday, at nine, and just checked on a few things before turning into bed. Today, well, it’s the same time, but since I checked the most important stuff yesterday… I just feel I’ve got the time for a short post anyway.
I’ve been to Denmark, Copenhagen. I’ve visited castles, and museums. I’ve seen important statues, and less important ones. I’ve been soaking in sun, and drinking both beer and cocktails. I’ve been swimming in the hotel pool, stuffing myself at the breakfast-buffet. I’ve been listening to a great book when waiting for my friend to wake up, and then finding myself huffing and puffing to keep up when walking around the town. I’ve been surprised at the shoddy standard in service at a great and expensive(ish) restaurant, and happy for the great service at an unexpected place.
I’ve seen sharks, and cute Danish boys. I’ve eaten ice-cream and drunk tea late at night. I’ve watched a new movie, and a old one. I’ve revisited a old favourite museum, and a few new ones. I’ve been walking in parks, and trying to remember the names of plants. I’ve been sitting and talking with my friend in the sun, and enjoyed a jacuzzi.
It’s been a great, short, hectic couple of days. I would love to do it again. But not for a few days. My bruises are still visible, my feet still a bit tender, and my wallet thin. My fridge is full as of this evenings emergency-shopping, as well as my belly thanks to Teapot and her dinner invitation. My bed is inviting and my brain a blissful mix of new ideas and thoughts. Need to land before I run of to the next adventure.
Join me?
My slice of heaven 