onsdag den 29. juli 2009

Don't Forget Me

I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
All the memories of everything you've ever smelled
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go Red Hot Chili Peppers

My exchange year in Canada is done. Over. Finito. In the spirit of this, I've decided to return to my old blog, which I've spiced up quite a bit for the occasion.
Thank you for following my blog through this awsome year, and I hope you'll want to take a peak at all the stuff that will now go down back in the homecountry of Denmark, and in the city of Copenhagen, when I move there for studying in August.
Find me at www.diamondsandahippo.blogspot.com


fredag den 10. juli 2009

Sugar Baby Love

Sugar baby love
Sugar baby love
I didn't mean to make you blue
Sugar baby love
Sugar baby love
I didn't mean to hurt you The Rubettes
At Copenhagen Airport my second piece of luggage never showed up, so I had to wait about 200 years to fill out papers and talk about all the stuff I couldn't remember in my suitcase. When I came out my aunt and BFF Malene was there, with flags and a high level of excitement. It was pretty stella. My aunt said byebye, and then Malene and I went to the main train station, where we were met by my Peter and my sister! She drove us home to the Bronx. At home I was met by my dad, sister, Irish grandfather Ted, his wife Ruth, and my mother (the green woman doing a I'm-Actually-Really-Strong pose on the wooden recliner). Then, from behind a wall, a bunch of girls jumped out and yelled SURPRISE!

Lovely girls drinking a little cider and beer in my backyard, sweet backyard.

Paper Planes

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait M.I.A.

So I left from Regina to fly East at six in the morning. I almost missed my flight entirely because of Stupid Security Man but fortunately, I made it to Edmonton just in time for my next plane to Toronto (yes, back West again, across Saskatchewan. Makes a lot of sense).

In Toronto I ended up only having a couple of hours because of, ehm, lets call them technical difficulties. There was so many people in the airport that I knew! All these beautiful Japanese girls I'd met in Toronto were busy catching their flights back to Asia, and a lot of German students were going to Hamburg or, like me, to Frankfurt. As I was talking to my Czech friend Bára (we went to Mexico together in January) I suddenly heard this very loud, very distinct German accent shouting out my name behind me. I turned around, and there was André! We were both very tired, sad, but also excited about seeing each other and being, theoretically, halfway home to Europe. We picked up some Tim's and André almost missed his plane.

The plane was over booked and my boarding pas was giving me grief, so the Lovely Woman At The Gate With Awsome Nails upgraded me to Business Class, along with this German beauty featured below. I couldn't really eat any of the fantastic food and I didn't really sleep much, but I got a back massage for almost seven hours and I got to watch Bride Wars (the ending sucked), He's Just Not That Into You (what a crappy movie. I love SATC but the story line and over-all point here was just brutal), and a whole lot of 30 Rock and Extras (the one with Daniel Radcliffe almost made me cry, it's so brilliant).