I love seeing the Danish flag flying.
I love how there is cake everywhere.
I love wearing turtle necks.
I love seeing windmills everywhere.
I love being just a drive away from the ocean.
I love public transportation and how easy it is to get anywhere.
I love the danish word kærste.
I love how there are flags everywhere when it is someones birthday.
I love being called "the American Dream" (shoutout to Teggy).
I love (and hate) potatoes.
I love how there are horses everywhere, including my backyard.
I love being asked to say rødgrød med fløde.
I love red brick houses.
I love having solar panels on my house.
I love going to school in a fifteenth century monastery.
I love seeing spring flowers.
I love eating rugbrød with a multitude of pålæg for every occasion.
I love having three extra letters in the alphabet Æ Ø Å.
I love the simplicity of Danish design.
I love to hate Sweden.
I love the trust Danes have in each other.
I love the Danish tax system (socialism for the win).
I love collecting things to put on my blazer.
I love being asked questions about English grammar and not knowing how to reply.
I love that everyone LOVES Obama.
I love (and hate) the jokes about being from Canada.
I love that yogurt comes in a carton.
I love remoulade and kebabs.
I love having a Queen.
I love how Danes take day trips to Germany.
I love hygge.
I love my classmates.
I love my host families.
I love Denmark.
Jeg elsker Danmark.
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