Only fitting that it takes me three months to publish these.
I recently acquired a Nikon D5200 (my first DSLR) in an effort to back up my writing abilities and a (pending) career in journalism with some sweet photography skills. And to make this site more dynamic! Cascading scrolls of endless words can only be so engaging.
This past January I took a few weeks off to reward myself for finally submitting my grad school apps. I had a year’s worth of PTO saved up and the restaurant was entering the slow season, not to mention half of my hyper-fertile coworkers were expecting… I figured it would be the only time I would be able to get away with skipping town for more than a few days for months, so, 86 LANI until February.
After a super hyggeligt dinner with my fam to celebrate my dad’s 60th, I flew to Copenhagen straight into the drunk and welcoming arms of my former coworkers a few hours into their super hyggeligt julefrokost (traditional christmas lunch/party/night of debauchery).
Cue sweet reunion! I had just seen Rikke three months prior when we spent a week in SF sprinting up all the hills and then plowing through every restaurant and bar that had a good draft list, but it was so, so, nice to see her again. :)
Kasper in the basic beer-d and obligatory Flying Couch t-shirt, wait is this a party full of beer geeks? I didn’t realize.
Rune! It’s ironic that two winters ago I was miserable and freezing in Denmark with no friends, and this year I went out of my way to get back to the gross rain/snow/hail situation just to hug them all. It was very, very worthwhile.
The Lauras and Stan! They were being very patient with me being a dumdum with the camera settings and posed a million times. This was one of the only ones that came out, and then I gave in to automatic. Probably best to figure out aperture/ISO/shutter speed when I am not 9hrs behind on sleep and drunk.
Sara’s apartment! She’s all moved out of Egmont and into this beautiful apartment with her boyfriend Thomas. She’s so grown up now, jeez. I leave for a year and everything changes. Thank you again, Sara, for letting me make myself at home in your immaculately clean house. (Living with fewer things = a Danish idea that fights my hoarding gene every day.)
Such a nice night at Höst in the city with all these food and beer nerds.
A wonderfully familiar scene.
Made it to Florence! My first time in Italy. Decent Chianti for just five euros, truffle oil, tagliatelle pasta, gelato, pappardelle with a duck ragu, sandwiches, and pizza… all my favorite things in an amazingly romantic city. And I got this girl to come with me!
People always ask me if I went swimming here. It doesn’t look it, but it’s maybe 45 degrees out. We did meet a nice local who (in addition to cooking us dinner and showing us a good time even though all the restuarants and bars were closed for the winter) offered to take us surfing, buttttt maybe next time.
My camera froze over while running around in the rain during the last leg of the trip in Genova, but I already can’t wait to go back. A port city with fried seafood and pesto everywhere, old Roman architectural design implemented with the new, a giant art museum in an old palace. I regret not staying for longer!
There is really nothing like getting away.