…the lady exclaimed.
“Right. …But if they were allowed to..?? Ok, never mind then” Starting to imagine cars and vans being driven down in the harbor to then continue the trip, just sailing.
“So, you mean, like I can’t take it on board a ferry for example?” Feeling completely aware that it was a stupid question.
“Exactly madam – the vehicle must not sail”
Yeah, so, it didn’t matter anyway, I only needed a price for comparison. Of course after spending more than 10 minutes specifying what, when, where etc, and finally getting the rental price for 5 days, we realized we were talking about two different kinds of vehicles, and that I had to call another number to book a van with no seats in the back, if ‘I actually needed it for moving!’. Look lady, I too wasted time on this phone-call! Even if I could rent with you, I wouldn’t as I NEED to sail to get home (or do TourDenmark to avoid sailing). So all of you Maltese, Cypriots, various places in Greece and Italy, etc, do first remember to ask the rental company if the vehicle is allowed to sail at all.
Sailing. It’s the best part of the trip. I was slumbering in the van driving to Puttgarden, when I was awaken by a sudden scent of salty fresh sea air. The only time I got chills. The ferry means a lot. It’s the last place I am before being really home. Like flying, next time you touch land it’s the final destination. It’s also a 45 minutes break, eating the first Danish meal and then go to the deck and watch the sea, watch the land you left, and the land you’re going to (you can see both all the time).
Anyway, save arrival after long hard drive. Super grateful thanks to Peter for helping me, ‘det var feeeeedt, mand!’ ;o)
Already managed to do quite a lot, seeing my granny, BBQ at mom’s, re-arranging the apartment a bit, throwing out stuff, seeing Mette, Michelle and Mark, and do some sightseeing. And of course! First day at work!! Haven’t started the actual job yet, as I’m having an introduction week, but have to say that I’m really excited for when I will. Got an office, pc WITH login that WORKS, met the colleagues, first lunch in the canteen (wauw, nice stuff!) and my photo is online on the intranet (I should just have known that before the picture was taking…). But not wasting any time in this neighborhood thou.
Back to the apartment, I’m quite happy being here. It feels like home too. It’s not as odd as I thought it would be. It just needs a massive clean-up – why? Why?? WHY does women have to pick up things, look at it and think “Hey, I better keep this thingie, cos who knows, maybe I might need it sometime???” …yeah, hmmmm, huh Christina?? The amount of crap one can gather. Soh, I’m lucky to be as knackered as I am, as all those thoughts are therefore temporarily replaced with the simple thought saying “Hm? …Bin”, as it’s as far as I can think. The imagination must be on an almost crucial low level (unless it’s about sailing cars of course).
And on that note, I will go to bed, the only place not invaded by moving-boxes, clothes and one of the apparent 8 quilts I’ve got. 8 quilts, man. I must be expecting company or something?? ;o) – and I threw out 3 already… Fetish.
I’ll leave you guys, heading down to the canal (see pic) and have an evening drink before heading home. Some 30 degrees of sun will keep my company J
Stort kys :)
Some pics from Sunday…
“Right. …But if they were allowed to..?? Ok, never mind then” Starting to imagine cars and vans being driven down in the harbor to then continue the trip, just sailing.
“So, you mean, like I can’t take it on board a ferry for example?” Feeling completely aware that it was a stupid question.
“Exactly madam – the vehicle must not sail”
Yeah, so, it didn’t matter anyway, I only needed a price for comparison. Of course after spending more than 10 minutes specifying what, when, where etc, and finally getting the rental price for 5 days, we realized we were talking about two different kinds of vehicles, and that I had to call another number to book a van with no seats in the back, if ‘I actually needed it for moving!’. Look lady, I too wasted time on this phone-call! Even if I could rent with you, I wouldn’t as I NEED to sail to get home (or do TourDenmark to avoid sailing). So all of you Maltese, Cypriots, various places in Greece and Italy, etc, do first remember to ask the rental company if the vehicle is allowed to sail at all.
Sailing. It’s the best part of the trip. I was slumbering in the van driving to Puttgarden, when I was awaken by a sudden scent of salty fresh sea air. The only time I got chills. The ferry means a lot. It’s the last place I am before being really home. Like flying, next time you touch land it’s the final destination. It’s also a 45 minutes break, eating the first Danish meal and then go to the deck and watch the sea, watch the land you left, and the land you’re going to (you can see both all the time).
Anyway, save arrival after long hard drive. Super grateful thanks to Peter for helping me, ‘det var feeeeedt, mand!’ ;o)
Already managed to do quite a lot, seeing my granny, BBQ at mom’s, re-arranging the apartment a bit, throwing out stuff, seeing Mette, Michelle and Mark, and do some sightseeing. And of course! First day at work!! Haven’t started the actual job yet, as I’m having an introduction week, but have to say that I’m really excited for when I will. Got an office, pc WITH login that WORKS, met the colleagues, first lunch in the canteen (wauw, nice stuff!) and my photo is online on the intranet (I should just have known that before the picture was taking…). But not wasting any time in this neighborhood thou.
Back to the apartment, I’m quite happy being here. It feels like home too. It’s not as odd as I thought it would be. It just needs a massive clean-up – why? Why?? WHY does women have to pick up things, look at it and think “Hey, I better keep this thingie, cos who knows, maybe I might need it sometime???” …yeah, hmmmm, huh Christina?? The amount of crap one can gather. Soh, I’m lucky to be as knackered as I am, as all those thoughts are therefore temporarily replaced with the simple thought saying “Hm? …Bin”, as it’s as far as I can think. The imagination must be on an almost crucial low level (unless it’s about sailing cars of course).
And on that note, I will go to bed, the only place not invaded by moving-boxes, clothes and one of the apparent 8 quilts I’ve got. 8 quilts, man. I must be expecting company or something?? ;o) – and I threw out 3 already… Fetish.
I’ll leave you guys, heading down to the canal (see pic) and have an evening drink before heading home. Some 30 degrees of sun will keep my company J
Stort kys :)
Some pics from Sunday…
Nyhavn
Nyhavn (again)
Nyhavn (yeah again then!)
Well, perhaps it's another new fetish??!
Nyhavn fetish :)
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