It's nearly been a week since I have arrived back in lovely Danmark. After 20 hours of flying, I arrived in CPH at 7am and picked up by the lovely Marianne. I expected coming back to feel like a little 'de ja vu' because my arrival time was similar, the people picking me up was the same and I was taken back to the same house and had the same Dansk breakfast that I had last time I came. Except there was no reminders and feelings of last time. I wasn't a bundle of nerves with a surge of sadness and homesickness running through my body, this time there was excitement, happiness and comfort. Comfort in that everything was the same and completely normal. This past week I have been somewhat busy. The day I arrived I went to a Rotary meeting. I met the current exchange student and the two other going out (to aus and usa) in July. I've been for walks on my beach and seen beautiful sunsets over my bridge. I had dinner with the Astrid in Slagelse. It was so good to see her, I have missed my lovely danish friend!I moved from Per and Marianne's to Sussie and Martin's (host fam no.3) where we had girls nights- consisting of chick flicks, tea and dansk lollies. I made 'Shepard's pie' for dinner one night and the second we had 'kebab pizza'- which I have missed extremely much. I got to spend some quality time with the girls and Sussie before I moved once again to Hanne and Claus (host fam no.1) where I will spend most of the remainder of my time here. Last night we had a dinner with Helen and Henrik (host fam no.2 and neighbor to Hanne and Claus) where Hanne made a lovely pavlova from scratch!
|my first dansk sunset!|
I was asked today if there was something special about DK, or what I loved the most about DK as to why I came back. The question is something I have been thinking about for a while. There are so many things I love about DK but I honestly I think it was my experience here that is what makes DK so special. There is something about the people and the displays of kindness and love you are given that just gets under your skin. For the 12 months I was here I watched people take me into their home and spend their time and money on me. They let me eat their food, steal their internet and most importantly be a part of their family. Now that I am back, I watch them do it all again. I am so grateful to them and I am just so happy to be a part of their lives again!
(I had almost bob when I was here last so now that my hair is below the shoulders I have had at least three times 'you have long hair now')