My alarm goes off after 8 full hours of my beauty sleep. I peel my “princess” sleep mask off my beautiful face and get dressed in my jeans are cardigan. I clean the boys’ mess in the kitchen and then wonder why Danish yogurt is so much worse than American yogurt. Oh well, I suppose they are simply a lesser country. I eat the whole bowl of yogurt. Off to class! After class, I decide to wander around by myself to uncharted areas around Copenhagen. I have coffee at a quaint coffee shop that is off the beaten path in an area of Copenhagen that I have never, ever, ever been and will probably never be able to find again. Somehow, I find my way home and meet up with Catherine and Katy to go get my CPR card (essentially a social security card in Denmark that will allow free health care while I’m here). But OH NO!!! Where is my cell phone?!?! Whatever will I do?!?! I set off to find the mystery coffee shop and an hour and a half later, find my way home, cell phone in hand. I complain to my RA that Danish yogurt is kinda gross, only to learn that I had a bowl of sour cream for breakfast. Silly Bathsheba! I guess I’ll make myself a sandwich for dinner. I pull out the bread that I bought yesterday and notice there are white chunks in it. Hmmm. I look at the front of the package and notice there are potatoes all over the bag. Whatever could this mean? Surely I couldn’t have bought potato bread….
^o^,
kat
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