For my final night in the motherland and in the company of three growing men, I could think of no better place for dinner than KöD (which translates as “meat”).
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We woke up to glorious sunshine, and decided to nurse our aching heads with a trip to Torvehallerne, which describes itself “not as a supermarket, but as a super market”, which is entirely accurate.
A couple of weeks ago I flew back to the motherland for a long weekend to visit some of my favourite Danes, namely those that I went to summer school with. Since the standard reaction when I tell someone that I went to “summer school” is generally pity and an assumption that my parents wanted to punish me, let me start by assuring you that you needn’t feel sorry for me.
Please someone tell me that it’s not already April. I honestly don’t understand how it’s even possible. MY LIFE IS DISAPPEARING. On a brighter note, at least I can say that I’ve had lots of fun so far in 2016, albeit at the expense of my New Year’s resolutions (don’t worry body, April onwards is back on track).