Slow Down!

The problem with having a blog that people tend to peek at occasionally is that...well, people look at it. Time is really speeding up here, (as of today it's 2 months until Aussieland) and whereas before I just lacked inspiration, now I also lack time. And as sporadic as these little posts are, I try to make them as funny and interesting as I possibly can. But my grasp on my mother tongue is rapidly decreasing, and with it, my ability to provide witty banter.
So we'll see how this latest installment pans out.
I am actually nervous.

These past *woah* two months have been jam-packed with action.
In order to cut my workload, I have prepared a little photostory because I'm lazy. :)

First thing's first. I am no longer the lone exchange student on Lolland.
A new batch of fresh-faced, skill-skinny nerds have invaded my little haven and begun to battle my army of grabby koalas with their North American slang and their constant referrals to "kraft dinner" and "Reesies"...
I adore them.

I don't have a photo of my actual Newbies, so here's a photo of some random Vikings.

Everyone in our little district of 1480 met for one weekend in Korsør, a little town with not much in it, for our only district get2gether that year. It was ran by an Inner Wheel club and constisted of 5 oldies and about 35 newbies. It involved a lot of the oldies tackling eachother to the ground with many a "I've missed you soooooo much", as the newbies looked on with a sort of confused concern.

Aussie Girls in 1480 <3

Sometimes the cold just gets to ya.

In the period of time I like to call B.E (Before Exchange) I worked at giving people food and mixing together lots of liquids to make fancier liquids (I was a waitress/barista). As lame as this sounds, I was pretty good at my job, and I enjoyed it. So, when the opportunity arose to work with the school party committee, or Kalas, I jumped at it.
Basically, I set up, clean up, and work the bar for a few hours. I also get free bar all night and free time to shake the parts of my body that now move independently from the main frame (exchange weight gain. sadface). I also get pizza. It's pretty awesome.

Just doin' my thang.

Time to slappe af...

Fun with friends 

I've also been travelling a wee bit. In the October holiday, I was lucky enough to spend 4 days in Jylland, visiting the only parts of mainland Denmark I hadn't visited yet. We stayed with some family friends, who also have an exchange student, Morgan, from Canada. Through her patience and guidance, I successfully lost my Thanksgiving virginity!

One huge turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pies, mashed potatoes, carrots with cinnamon and sweet potato with... marshmallows? All of this exciting food was prepared by us over a day and a half, and by the end, I was ready to not eat for a week. 

Cooks Extraordinaire
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

We visited a huge ship, Fregaten Jylland, and had a little kodak moment...

"Jack! I'm flying!"
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

Another stop along the way was Ribe, one of the oldest towns in Denmark. This included a walk up the very top of the belltower in Ribe Domkirke at noon (hello shattered eardrums), and visiting my first waterwheel. 

At the top of Ribe
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

Swiggety Swag.

Cause we're the 3 best friends that anybody could have... 
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

We also popped down to Germany to see this amazing natural phenomenon called Sort Solen, or The Black Sun. It's when a millions of little black birdies come to sleep in one spot, with their accumulative flocks making one huge flock that blocks out the sun.
Well, some of them missed the memo, because while there were tonnes of birds, there weren't enough to block out the sun.

Birds!
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

Couple of dykes on a dyke.
Photo with permission from Morgy Porgy Pics Inc.

I stood on the border of Germany and Denmark, I realised that this life I live every day is s a privilege. Whilst at age 17 I have been to over 15 countries, some people back in Australia hadn't even left the state. I remembered my dad saying to me, "Georgia, travelling after graduating high school should be as compulsory as going to school itself." 
He was so right. Closed borders equal closed minds, and until you put yourself out of your comfort zone, you have no idea what potential lies within. Throwing myself into a whole new pond has taught me how much more of a strong swimmer I can be.

That's a lot of thinking to be doing whilst standing in the middle of a Highway.

Vi Ses,
Georgia