17 May 2011

0 on this day in oline history last year and four days ago

i was on the 22 bus headed down to harrison with my first-ever loaf of the poppyseed bread from the austrian bakery that would massively up the quality of my life, about to spend a night in the regenstein biographizing with the biographess, when my mother dropped the bomb that we should totally go to copenhagen. a bomb that i disregarded with a gentle ha, ha, and yet which, in retrospect, was a bloody huge big deal. because my mum is kind of awesome. and though i don't know that i still really fully appreciate it's significance, that dream, it came true.


if you're like me today and wanderlusting,
there's plenty of danishness to be had:

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