snowy beaches

This weekend, my awesome host family invited me on journey down to the island of Falster to spend the weekend at their summer home. I'm using the word "summer"quite loosely in this context; while it has actually been warming up in Copenhagen (yeaahh for above freezing temperatures! This is the greenest I've ever seen Denmark. No more snow in Copenhagen!), there was a surprisingly huge amount of snow and ice on the island south of the city. In fact, Betina (my host sister) and I took a walk down to the beach the evening we arrived, only to find a 4-foot wall of snow in the place of where I'm used to seeing sand dunes. I don't know why I found this surprising.. maybe my host family's constant use of the word "summer" in describing this home led me to believe that traveling just an hour and a half south of Copenhagen would translate to actual beach weather. Maybe this is also why I neglected to bring gloves, a hat, and snow boots. oops.

I unfortunately didn't take any pictures of the beach or actual house.. except for this cuckoo clock that I admittedly became a little obsessed with:

I'll have to search for one while I'm here. How I'll actually fit all these weird contraptions that I've been accumulating in my suitcase for the flight home is a mystery.


On Saturday night, we played the Danish version of Pictionary. I was reminded of how.. unusually I tend to portray wildlife. 

clearly, it's a chameleon. I don't understand why my team couldn't see it. 


more stock photos via instagram (excecpt for the last one.. I didn't actually take this picture. take it as a representation of how I felt all weekend at the "summer" house.)

vi ses!