World Cup friends

Since loosing the game to Japan, this happens whenever we tell a Japanese that we're from Denmark:

We get a merry laugh, - and a comment about us being very good friends of Japan. Well, we are very good friends of Japan, so dear Japan, - big congrats to you.

This pic was taken at the fish market in Sapporo, Hokkaido.

Irmã de coração

In Copenhagen we got a chance to meet up with our very special Brazilian friend Luecia, whom we hadn't seen for two years. Catching up whilst indulging in a goat cheese & watermelon salad is just as perfect as perfect can be. It felt like we hadn't been apart for a minute.

Wednesday Coffee

Since October 2009, I've eagerly jumped out of bed on Wednesdays to meet up with some of my best friends in Koriyama at the local Starbucks when it flungs the doors open at 7:30am.

This Wednesday I was in Copenhagen though. And it rained. And my Danish friends were either still sleeping or on their way to work. So what to do? I trotted to the nearest Baresso, - the Danish equivalent to Starbucks, ordered the usual soy latte sprinkled with cinnamon, took a fair look at my Japanese homework, browsed through my calender (which is sort of the secret hand shake of the Wednesday morning meetings), and sent my dearest thoughts to Keiko, Angela, Megan and Yuri. You are missed!