There's a heatwave over Copenhagen and the north these days. Granted, it's 30 degrees and therefore nothing compared to what I have endured some summers in Berlin, but in Danish standards it's pretty crazy. So naturally, I crave ice creams and have been through the stock in the freezer. Despite the melting and all, it's pretty great with the blue skies and hearing crickets (!) outside my bedroom window. Again, not the usual scenario in Denmark.