It seems as though I just wrote about returning from Denmark... oh, wait. I did. Here I am back in the (Danish) saddle again. Suffering from a cruel dinner even as I was amazed to find cafeteria lunch was a Danish success featuring some real treats: potatoes with scallions and spices that were perfectly cooked, my favorite pickled beets (pickled in sugar and vinegar and chopped, these puppies are vaguely reminiscent of cranberry sauce) and some kickin' pork loin. But no... the evil that is take-out has struck again and I am once again cursing the gods of Aarhus cuisine.
Eh, well. It's a living.
The flight over was pretty fine. I really dig flying KLM to Amsterdam and then to Billund and then an hour taxi. It sounds bad but it actually feels better than flying Delta to Copenhagen and Cimber to Aarhus and then a half hour taxi. Plus, damn it, those KLM mini-TVs make the world a better place. Shanghai kicked my tired tush so bad, but I loved every woozy minute of it.
In case you can't tell, I have now been awake 21 of the last 24 hours. Hooray for red-eyes in coach. But, I'm here! So the hardest part is over. And in just a few days I get to go to Vienna! Woohoo!
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Oooh! Vienna is nice. Lots of beautiful churches and architecture.
The people aren't that friendly, though.
There was one church that I loved that was all marble inside. I thought it was Karlskirche, but I could be wrong. Maybe it was Michaelskirche.
Or St. Stephen. Who the hell knows?
Anyway, we were standing in the church and my friend Andrew (who was really cute) said, "Lets get married!" I actually considered it for a minute or two. Too bad I was only 18 at the time.
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