Well, a storm hit Denmark yesterday. The wind was fierce with gusts of hurricane strength. But as far as I know nothing have been broken, not even the Christmas lights! But since I live in the gable end of the house, I have been awake many times, because of the howling wind. But I’m okay; I’ll take a nap if needed.
Countdown has also begun. It started yesterday even though it should have started Thursday. But who cares. It’s 43 days to go. That is not much time. I still haven’t got the official papers – so they really should arrive with the mail today or tomorrow. After the official papers have arrived, I should receive my flight plans. I remember last time I got my flight plan. I had to go the airport at 3.30am to get the flight to Frankfurt airport. I would arrive around 7am. Then I needed to wait until around 10am where I would take off with the plane heading towards JFK, New York. New York time I would arrive around noon – which mean it would be around 6pm at Danish time. That means around 14 hours of traveling. And nobody knows how long it will take to get through the immigration in JFK. That’s just part of the game.
So right now I need my papers, need flight plan, need a password so I can book at time at the American embassy, so I can get my visa.
Then I need to go to the Town hall, where I will probably spend a few hours getting my international driver license, a form where I can resign myself from the country. (When you’re supposed to go out of country more than 6 months then you have to do this.) I need to talk with the tax center, since I won’t have an income in Denmark for a whole year.
Then I need to go to the embassy to get my visa, they will take my passport and sent it to me and I would be able to enter the states (or: they can actually refuse me entry to the states when I arrive. Hopefully that won’t happen. I don’t see any reason why they should.) I need to go to the doctor, have a last check out, just to be sure. Even though there probably nothing to find. Need some prescriptions. So I can get my Birth control Pills and then I bring some anti histamine for my allergy, just to be sure.
Then around 8 days before departure I will get my tickets in hand, along with something else that I don’t remember right now.
And then all there’s left is packing and actually going. Saying goodbye for a time. Don’t wanna think that far ahead yet. One thing at a time.
In the moment I’m killing time learning baby signing. Which is quit much fun for me. I can count to 10, say animals names, milk, more, cookie, share, color, baby, tree, eat, drink and probably much more. I have made a game out of it. Do the sign before the baby on the video does… That can be very fun.
But I also killing time with baking a lot of Christmas cakes/cookies and do some Christmas shopping, and yes I do Christmas shopping very early. I don’t have a need to rush the day before Christmas Eve (where we get present in Denmark) with all the others. I like to take it slow and be done early, and I’m almost done, just 2 or 3 presents from the goal.
All for now.
Correction: a few tiles from my gable end have been broken, and have possible made a small hole trough the roof. But we will have to check that later.
Correction: a few tiles from my gable end have been broken, and have possible made a small hole trough the roof. But we will have to check that later.
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