I was in 4th grade when I knew I wanted to go to Copenhagen.
We were reading Number the Stars, which takes place in that very city. As a result, we spent the better part of a few months learning about Denmark, Danish culture and the language. I can still count to ten in Danish. Ask me sometime.
So a weekend in Copenhagen was the stuff of dreams. I was way too excited about it. Over ten years later, I'd see the city I had read and heard so much about. I even reread Number the Stars beforehand. Still as incredible as I remembered. Please give it a read if you get the chance.
I'd like to say the trip went off without a hitch, but I'm not a great liar, so use this post as an opportunity to learn from my mistakes. Let's go!
This latest post is around 1,000 years late because did you know MacBook trackpads can malfunction? I sure didn't. Now I know.
Fixing my spazzed out laptop involved finding an authorized Mac repair shop, dragging myself over there, and saying farewell to the darn thing for two weeks. I'll never take it for granted again. Probably.
This mishap was one in a series of mishaps because that's just what happens when you travel. I've been to three different countries in the last two weeks. If something didn't go wrong, I'd be amazed.
So let's get rolling! This post will be longer than usual, so grab a snack and try not to hate me as I attempt to recount the last 14ish days.
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