It was one of those perfect days. We took an early train, shopped, had a hyggeligt lunch, shopped some more, dropped into a café to warm up, met a plane from Moscow to retrieve a new kitten, and had dinner at a vegetarian restaurant with the German woman who accompanied the kitten on the journey. She spoke very little English, but we had an instant connection.
My friend wanted to know why I looked so pretty, I told him I was happy. What have I done to deserve such a beautiful life?