People say the Danes are closed, not very forthcoming, unfriendly and hard to get to know. Many also say that Denmark is a small and boring little land with little happening and not much to see apart from The Little Mermaid.
That’s all bullshit.Here’s MY description. The Danes are welcoming, friendly, hospitable, warm, hugely fun, enjoy a drink or four, and are loyal to a fault. Continue reading →
It’s a well known fact that the Danes have no time for petty forms of etiquette- they say it how it is and they expect others to do the same. Either you’re friends with someone or you’re not. Either the shop has the product you’re looking for or they don’t.
And if someone asks you a question, even something a Kiwi would consider ‘personal’ as ‘what size bra do you wear?’, then you’re expected to give an honest answer. Continue reading →
There’s an old saying that goes ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’.
This is the first time in my life I disagree with that statement. If I don’t die from this winter I’ll certainly come out the other side a lot weaker, more feeble, with a fresh dose of cyclephobia (fear of riding a bike), with snow bitten fingers and toes that I fear will never fully recover. Continue reading →
There’s a natural progression to being in Denmark. You either stumble upon the place or come here intentionally (mostly it’s the former), fall in love with it (or with someone) and you want to prolong your existence here into something a bit more permanent.