Denial...It's Not Just a River in Egypt

What....what...WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! 


How in the world I am packing up to go home? This cannot be.
But, alas, it is. Four months in this fabulous country have flown by and now I must pack up and go home.
This is sad, I tell you. To spend the majority of my last day here cleaning is not how I pictured it, but that's reality I suppose.


I remember flying into 70 degree weather and now I am staring at a winter wonderland outside. Snow is everywhere! It's a good thing the Danes left last week or else I would have been absolutely dreading leaving the højskole. Like I said in the previous post, the højskole just became a building after they left, so in a way I am ready to say good bye. Luckily, I get to meet up with some of my best Danish friends tonight for one last dinner. They all come back from Turkey tonight, so I get to have one more hygge session with them. They honestly made my experience as fabulous as it was. I can't thank them enough for being so accepting and friendly. They were just absolutely amazing and hopefully I will be able to see some of them in future!


I don't really know how to write a good bye post, it really hasn't hit me yet. I am one of those people who starts crying after the good bye. It hits me when I am not there. This is unfortunate because I have to write this post now. I suppose I will just do one when I get home because that's when the waterworks will hit. Goodbye Denmark. I have the strangest feeling leaving you. I can't really describe it. All I can say is that I have LOVED my experience here. To those who are looking to do DIS, live in a folkhøjskole! Quite honestly one of the best decisions I could have made. It made Denmark apart me. (Corny, but true.)


Well, I have to get back to packing/ cleaning, I have to leave my room incredibly clean for the next DIS students! 


The finale post will be typed up in good ole' AMERICA.


Hej hej!