Velkommen til Danmark

Hej! Jeg er i Danmark! (I'm in Denmark!)

I took off on my flight from Seattle to Amsterdam on Friday night, and it was a 9 hour flight. Some of it felt ennnndlesssssss like that word, and some of it went by fast. Oh, and story time!

Okay so I board the plane, and it's my first international flight right? So of course I'm flying overseas, wanting some reassurance that I will make it overseas. So I'm scoping out who I'm sitting next to, and find I'm next to a family with three kids. I'm thinking, oh cool, okay. Maybe a little less intimidating than a business man. (I have this weird thing about flying; I feel like a business man traveling alone is more susceptible to die a plane crash than a kid and her family with the rest of their lives - don't ask.) So I sit down and kind of smile, and start organizing my two carryons under my seat, when I realize these people have an accent. I wasn't really expecting anything less than that because it's an international flight, but I started to recognize the accent and realized I knew the language...because the family was speaking French! I've been waiting two years to test out my French skills and what better way to do so than on a 9.5 hour flight? (They understood me, by the way. Just as I understood them.)

I finally got into Denmark around 5:35 Danish time, and it was a 90 minute drive from Billund to Sønderborg. I got to talk with my host family of course, they're all really sweet and welcoming and I find myself not experiencing what might be called the "honeymoon stage," but rather a country that I can call home, without even realizing I'm away from home. I of course slept a lot also, but woke up voluntarily at 5:30 in the morning because I just decided I wasn't tired anymore. Jet lag, grrr.

When I woke up I ate breakfast with my host dad, host sister and two host brothers, and then my host sister and host dad and I all drove to Germany for a couple hours! My host father's business is in Germany, and a lot of grocery shopping is done there also so I got to see a grocery store in Germany! It's like a mall in the United States, and then when you keep walking past the various food shops and vendors, you'll enter a store that's basically like a German version of Walmart.

I can now say that in two days I have been in Amsterdam (for a layover), Germany, and Denmark.

When we got home from Germany we had a couple hours before eating dinner, and after dinner my host mom, dad, and one of my host brothers went to my second host brothers handball practice. It was pretty cool, it's like a game of basketball with soccer nets instead of hoops.

So, there is my arrival and first day in the happiest country in the world. I would have wrote more, but I'm super tired right now and kind of falling asleep on my computer. Jeg er så træt.

Mojn!