A few weeks ago, I was unsure of the Easter egg situation in Denmark. I’m still kind of unsure because even though I didn’t actually look for them, I didn’t come across any egg decorating kits, ads for egg decorating kits, or sales on egg decorating kits. Easter is not nearly as commercial here as… Continue Reading
Denmark greeted me with 36 degree temperatures this morning. I hope it’s not a habit because my coat situation on this side of the Atlantic is limited to a faux leopard swing coat, which feels inappropriate for April, and a tan trench coat, which feels inadequate for this temperature. Hopefully it will sort itself out… Continue Reading
I’m hanging out in the Business Lounge at Newark airport. I finally made Gold status so I get to hang out in here with free cocktails and wifi instead of fighting for a seat and trying to avoid having rookie travelers run over my shoes with their luggage! Yes, it happened in a $300 pair… Continue Reading
I want an Azor Oma! It’s a Dutch bike, even more expensive than the Pashley (figures!), but less flashy and built to last forever and a day. I think my affinity for city bikes actually began on a trip to Amsterdam when I was a teenager, so it would make perfect sense to buy a… Continue Reading
Whether or not I ship a car to Denmark, I will still need a bike. Gas is nearly $8/gallon, so I’m planning to drive only when it’s absolutely necessary, or more cost effective than paying $6 each way for the bus. A few years ago, I found a bike at the curb on trash night,… Continue Reading
Lining up this work and residence permit reminds me of Sex and the City when Charlotte decides to convert to Judaism so she can marry Harry and the rabbi sends her away several times before he’ll finally meet with her! I’ve completed the 14 page application. I spent my Sunday digging through piles of junk… Continue Reading
I photographed this charming door in a neighborhood where I was house hunting. I was afraid the paper notices would ruin the shot, but they actually added context. I mean this is someone’s front door, and there aren’t any footsteps in the snow, so I easily imagined hiding out inside this cozy house until spring.