I feel tired, sweaty, and gross.

Discovered getting off the plane in Toronto that Evan was also on my flight. We sat at the bar in the airport and drank. The bartender didn’t know how to make a white russian, she said she didn’t have any coffee liqueur, we had to point out that Kahlua was coffee liqueur and she had it on the shelf right behind her. We moved to a restaurant in the airport and I had poutine…and yes, it IS the Canadian answer to chile cheese fries. Met another kid who was heading to Copenhagen for a study abroad program also.

The flight from Toronto to Copenhagen was long, and I tried my best to sleep, but it’s so hard to do sitting up and crammed right up against a complete stranger. The gentleman who sat next to me was very nice, but chatty, and wanted to discuss healthcare and the existence of death panels. I was not in the mood, so I nodded politely, kept my own views private and turned on a movie, the Iron Lady with Meryl Streep. I fell asleep about 20 mins in, but never deep enough to be restful.

When we arrived in Copenhagen, it was sunny and HOT! Totally not what I was expecting at all. The drive on the bus from the airport was amazing, my first look at a non-US country. The buildings and architecture and the people on bikes and the buildings older than my whole country! Yes, yes, yes! I wanted the European experience and I’m getting it. I cannot wait to explore more, but right now I’m way too tired for any more thinking. Goodnight.