It’s been thirteen days now since I moved to Denmark. That would be 1101 days in a binary world but since mine is not that computerized (yet), those nearly two weeks mean nothing but a lot of chaos in this little flat. We just carried the almost last boxed into the basement but there are still two more standing in the living room and one of them is yet to be emptied. I used to say that I’m looking forward to moving up here but the only reason that I still recall is that it would be the last time for good… or at least for the last four years. Then my dear PhD student will be done with his degree and we can finally go and discover the world… or rather pepper our lives up a bit by packing all our stuff together and move it around. Sounds like fun.

Guess which part of the flat was the first to be set up? Yeah… time for dinner. TTFN