| Top: Promod | Skirt: Anthropologie (Old) | Boots: Kohls (Old) | Sweater: H&M | Scarf/Hood: Handmade by my mom | Bag: Segolene Paris |
I wish I could accurately recount my reaction when we started passing legitimate old-fashioned windmills.
I walked onto the cover of a hot chocolate box and I love it.
I'm very much enjoying the feeling that I'm in a fairy tale.
In other news, this trip has been blissfully uneventful. I will go into more detail later, but the gist of it is that I spent more than half of the time in slippers and pajamas, playing phase 10 with my family while the rain poured outside. This was my third time in Denmark and I've always gone in November or December when it has been raining or snowing. One day I will see this country in it's gorgeous, green summertime beauty. One day.
I didn't make it to Copenhagen. I know. Fail. But it's not my fault - the fault lies with the bridge that connects the island that Odense sits on and the island that Copenhagen sits on. Said bridge costs the equivalent of about $50 USD to cross EACH WAY. $100 for one day in Copenhagen, not counting food/museums/parking/transportation/more food? Not this time, Denmark. Not this time.
That being said, Steven and I made a very spontaneous decision to spend a few days in Berlin on our way home. Within an hour or two of bringing up the idea hotel rooms were booked!
So even though money-issues closed the door or Copenhagen (this time) it looks like the universe just opened a Berlin-shaped window.