May 1st.
It felt natural to open the doors of my Travel Blog to my friends and family today. In seventy two hours, I will be at the Pierre-Elliott Trudeau Airport waving at my brother as I head for the customs.
So welcome to all!
Welcome aboard this journey around the great Kingdom of Denmark, home country of all those little things you see everyday; legos, Bodum coffee makers, Pandora jewelry, Tuborg and Carlsberg beers…
For those of you who have had the chance of not being in my close surrounding during the past weeks, meaning that you didn’t have to suffer all the preps, here is just a quick summary of things…
Wednesday, I will be boarding a plane for a night flight to Keflavik, Iceland. (Yes, mom, I promise to look out the window as we land 🙂 I know you miss Iceland!) I’ll spend eleven hours of teasing time over there before flying my way to Copenhagen… At last!
Almost all the places I will visit are on that map 🙂
From there, it will be a hyggelig mixt of planning and improvisation. Three weeks of discovery, and I’ll try to find at least a Hotspot (free wifi zone) a day to give news, and share pictures with you all. I’ll be travelling alone with my backpack, resting where I’ll be welcome, getting to know Denmark through the eyes of the people who know it the best, locals!
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Special thanks to four very special people, without whom I would never have been able to do this trip…
- First, and obviously, Chéri! Thank you for letting me go for three weeks to live this dream trip. I know it will not be easy everyday, and that it will be lonely at times, but you were generous enough to tell me to go anyway, and I appreciate the value of that freedom every single day. Thank you for understanding that I needed to discover Denmark this particular way, which wouldn’t have been comfortable for you. Finally, thank you for holding the fort while I am away… Je t’aime!
- My brother! When I decided I wanted to take only a carry-on backpack, I didn’t know what I was getting into. If my brother hadn’t been there to share his knowledge about light travelling, I would have been lost for sure. There are so many little details I never would have thought about… Thanks for the shopping day spent together, the conversations and the priceless advices! And, of course, thank you for the lift to the airport. I know mom and dad would have come gladly, but it would have been a lot of trouble just to see me go through the departure gate!
- Pippa, AKA the Svendborg Fairy. Pippa is my first Danish friend, we’ve been veninder (friends) for a while and I never thought we’d get to meet so soon. Although my interest for Denmark didn’t need fuel when we met, she confirmed tons of things I had seen and read about her home country, making me like it more and more every day… She was a great help with my first steps with Danish, and thaught me more than I’ll learn with any paid guide… Tusind tak igen Pippa! And on top of all that, Pippa have seen Mads in person, reducing my degree of separation with Sir Mikkelsen (yeah, he has been knighted twice) to one person!
- Last but not least, Ib. After Sting’s Englishman in New York, the American man in Denmark! If there was a way to calculate the chances of making friends with particular people, the odds of the two of us becoming friends would have been pretty low. But life sometimes life works in mysterious ways, and I am happy to count you in! Your helping hand is always ready to stretch out, and your generosity has no end. Thanks to you, I’ll be safer with my Danish smartphone, and some people will sleep better at night in Canada. I’ll also carry the bag of advices you provided me with, some more serious than others… 😉 And hope you’ll keep them coming along my way. Thank you for your foreigner’s view of Denmark, proving that the Danish way of living wasn’t necessarly just good for Danes! Forbliv fjollet min ven!
Ok, time to go back to preps now… Stay tunned 🙂
The Turtle's Journey... 