Woke up this morning, checked weatherbug.com (the weather in Denmark? scattered drizzles, Gene Kelly showers, or miserable, apocalyptic downpour. but I digres...) and it said flurries! Snow flurries! This weekend! Yay!
I went outside to get my bike and landed smack on my ass. Why? Ice.
Ice?
Ice!
Yay!
(sort of)
Winter is here. As David mentioned in his blog, autumn is much shorter in Western Europe than Eastern America. I was sad to miss the New England fall for the first time in my life, but even sadder to not experience that glorious first winter snow. The way the air is so cold it shoots through your puffy coat and into courses through your body. You feel it in your teeth.
As I mentioned earlier, Christmas hubbub is already in the works. Christmas beer is out and the Christmas markets opened in Nyhavn. I am thoroughly enjoying the international market in Gammeltorv and have been eating my way across Europe (first up: Dutch pancakes, followed by apricot croissants from France and Spanish paella. Tomorrow its either kangaroo, ostrich or crocodile burgers. Your thoughts?). There are pine garlands with red hearts along the Strøget and kiosks are selling aebleskiver and gløgg. Best of all, Christmas Tivoli!
(more on this when I do the big post about my parents' visit)
Thanksigiving is on Thursday and that should be... interesting. See, Jacob thinks I know how to prepare the meal myself. I don't. I'm more of a sous-chef than an actual cook, really. Like, I follow directions well, but I don't really "know what I'm doing." PS: sticking my arm in turkey cavities? Nej, tak.
Well, we shall see how that goes. In the meantime, I'll be singing "jingle bells" and avoiding my Health Care in Scandinavia research paper that's due tomorrow.
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