I’m taking my one and only chance at Internet here in Denmark to send you a quick “hi” in good ‘ol Danish style. With a “Skål” (“Cheers”) and raise of the snaps-glass I’ll have you know I’ve integrated thoroughly into many happy Danish memories.
I spent most of my childhood summers in a small thatched cottage house in the South of Sjælland (= Zealand), Denmark and we’re actually in that area today. In the 10 years or so since I last came home not much has changed. Kavlehave is still a small fishing village where the seasons follow the sea. I have many fond memories of meditating by the beach, long walks in the forest, going for dips in the water and watching the channel whip itself into both fury and sparkling mirror with the weather.
With all those thoughts I can’t help but link to the history of the place. Denmark is a small country, but with long stories of yore. We have one of the oldest royal families (tracing back to Gorm den Gamle (circa 958)), the very oldest flag (it fell from heavens no less back in 1219), a terrific Viking tradition (the burial mounds are everywhere, even here in my little forest), gorgeous castles and stunning old cathedrals.
While Copenhagen is a thriving and modern international city, the countryside has stayed much the same. Here you can still buy vegetables directly from the farm-door by the side of the road, the local butcher knows you by name and the local bakery…drool…well, if you haven’t stepped foot into a real Danish bakery you simply haven’t lived (put it on your bucket list folks!).
I’ve been travelling the countryside, reliving my memories and spending good times with cousins, aunts, uncles and family members I haven’t seen for years. Despite having one of the wettest summers in over 100 years I’ve been blessed by days of sun (I like to think I bought it over, don’t you know) and waters just barely warm enough to tempt you in (oh yes, my hardened Viking determination has gotten me in).
We may be a small country, but there’s some real gems here and this is most definitely my home. “hej fra Danmark allesammen!”
P.S. For those wondering poor Paul is still waiting for service over in Oregon. He’s got another week before I come back so still crossing paws to get “the beast” in.