128 dage indtil jeg skal til hjem. 128 days until I go home.
Today as I was walking into school, there was something different. Not only were the tops of the trees that surround my school cut off, making it look like something out of a horror film, but it was light out. For the first time in probably three months, I walked into school with a blue sky overhead. This terrified me more than seeing my halfway mark pass or watching my counter hit two hundred. It was like there was a noticeable difference between this week and last week. While having light out means the onset of spring, sunshine, and warm weather (all of which I am looking forward to), it is also a physical sign of days slipping by. After spring comes summer, and what happens in the summer? I leave and I am not ready to do that yet. I also know that my last few months are going to go faster than the first. I have had all of March planned out since late January and April is quickly filling. It feels like I am going to blink and it will be gone.
I am shocked by the normally of my life here. No longer do I see "fart kontrol" (speed control) and let out a chuckle. I opt for rugbrød instead of fluffy white bread. I have made friends with various bus drivers and have come to know which ones will play music while they drive and who will have the lights inside the bus on. Mixing two or three languages in a sentence is a very common thing. I thought I had gotten used to all these little things earlier in this year, but I have never felt more at home than I do now.
Danish is still a struggle, and that is okay. Instead of giving up and relying completely on English, I am trying. I do wish that my progression was farther and my vocabulary, more immense but those will come with effort.
In the last few weeks, not a lot has happened. Scratch that - nothing big or overly blog worthy has happened. I went shopping in Aalborg and spent far too much money. AFS had a food night and being a Rotary student, I was obliged to crash it. I made rice krispie bars and didn't have any left to take home. There was also a spicy Thai soup, Dulce de Leche from Chile, Italian pasta (naturally), German and Serbian something. My school also threw a Karnabal party, so we all dressed up in costumes; I went as batwoman. My host parents had some friends over and we celebrated the extra four months Greece has to resolve their problems and not losing the euro. I went to my host cousins birthday party and had the coolest looking cake!
On Sunday, I fly to London with my class for a week long science field trip! It will be my second time in London and I am unbelievably excited to be going with these people. I am also hoping that I can find one of the four Taco Bell's hidden within London's streets.
Farvel for nu!
Aalborg Domkirke
Burger Cake!!!!!!!
My view from the bus stop/
Snapchat from the party!
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