31 July 2011
Rosa waiting to see if someone accidentally drops a piece of French toast...
30 July 2011
28 July 2011
27 July 2011
I boiled the perfect egg this morning. I woke up 8.13, the sun was shining through my windows and I was wide awake. Made a cup of coffee, a bowl of yogurt with fruit and sunflower seeds - and the egg. It was perfect. Right now I'm in Fredensborg in the north. Where there's always silence, and where the bus only goes a few times a day. Tomorrow I'm heading to my friend's summerhouse with my high school ladies, so I'll be silent for a few days. On a map it's not so far, but it's supposedly a 2,5 hour journey with several trains and busses... Tschüssi!
Linda from Aarhus is in Copenhagen this week with her family, and I met her in Istedgade for an early night coffee. We sat at my favourite place, the nameless coffeeshop overlooking Vesterbro's Enghave Plads. They're building the metro there so the square is looking different every time I'm there. Yesterday it looked OK with a blue sky above, opened up again after having been screened off for months. Children were cycling around the old tree, and the hipsters were sipping coffee under their moustaches while the sun went down. After coffee we walked all the way to Rådhuspladsen and into Inner City, before we said goodbye and she headed towards Christianshavn and I walked all the way back to Vesterbro. For once Copenhagen was dressed in summer colours, and it made everything a little better.