I've been hanging out in DK alone since our, or should I say my, return from the Netherlands. After we retrieved our luggage, and passed through customs into the arrivals hall in Copenhagen, we marched straight to the SAS check in counter, to check Michael in for his flight to Dallas that would be departing three hours later. He's been in Dallas,working hard, and I've been at home unwinding from a crazy month. I've gotten a chance to do catch up on a lot of stuff, including my tan!
Our friends, Sarah and Klaus both babysat me one day each. Each one of them took me for a walk around their designated towns, fed me and gave me lots of wonderful conversation.
Michael is still gone for a couple more days. He touches down in CPH on Monday afternoon. Til then, I'll continue my little vacation which consists of not a lot of laundry, not a lot of dishes, and not a lot of cooking....
As a side note, we have been contemplating going to my nephews wedding in August. We weren't sure if we were going to be able to swing it, but yesterday we took the plunge and purchased plane tickets. Most of my family will not be able to join the celebrations. I believe the only ones expected to be there besides us are my sister, and her other son, and I am very excited to be able to spend some time with them. The unique part of this wedding, is the destination. My nephew, has been living abroad for the past 6-7 years, and the wedding will take place in his adopted homeland. Two and a half months from now, we will be heading southeast....to Israel.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
David Moorhead
I mentioned a few posts back that while T&W were visiting we got some sad news from back home. We were all shocked to hear that Michaels uncle/Tanya's little brother, David had suddenly passed away due to a heart attack. He was only 48. He leaves behind two boys, both in their young 20s. As I type this, our family in Lubbock is gathering for a memorial reception in David's honor and it tugs at my heart, that we cannot be there.
His departure serves Michael and I as a reminder of how important it is to not only cherish the time we all have together, but also to take care of yourself while you are here. These sudden heart attacks run deep in this families genes and it is something Michael and I discuss every few months. We both get physicals once a year and our doctors are well aware of this problem. Yet it is still a very frighting and very realistic threat. I hope those of you that read this, will remember to be thankful for your loved ones and above all, take care of yourself.
David was a special person in my life. He was the closet thing to an uncle that I have ever known. Yet, it had never once crossed my mind to share this with him. He (along with his siblings and mother) always made me feel like I had been in the family forever. I always felt he went out of his way to make sure I got to know him better. I loved listening to him tell me his favorite stories about Michael when he was a kid, he made the best homemade beef jerky I've ever tasted, and he was one of the best two steppers I've ever danced with. We had been in the process of working off 7 dances together that I apparently owed him from our wedding. We made it down to 3 dances left.
I will be forever grateful that we went to Lubbock back in March so we could spend time with famiy and unknown to us, get to see and visit with David one final time. I'll never forget as he left, we spoke of our 3 dances and he winked at me (as he does to everyone) as he walked out the door. It wasn't but five minutes later he called back to Nana's house to talk to me about our dances. :)
He was a warm, happy and friendly soul; and one that is going to be missed dearly.
We love you David. You will always be in all of our hearts.
David Moorhead
April 6, 1960 - May 14, 2008
His departure serves Michael and I as a reminder of how important it is to not only cherish the time we all have together, but also to take care of yourself while you are here. These sudden heart attacks run deep in this families genes and it is something Michael and I discuss every few months. We both get physicals once a year and our doctors are well aware of this problem. Yet it is still a very frighting and very realistic threat. I hope those of you that read this, will remember to be thankful for your loved ones and above all, take care of yourself.
David was a special person in my life. He was the closet thing to an uncle that I have ever known. Yet, it had never once crossed my mind to share this with him. He (along with his siblings and mother) always made me feel like I had been in the family forever. I always felt he went out of his way to make sure I got to know him better. I loved listening to him tell me his favorite stories about Michael when he was a kid, he made the best homemade beef jerky I've ever tasted, and he was one of the best two steppers I've ever danced with. We had been in the process of working off 7 dances together that I apparently owed him from our wedding. We made it down to 3 dances left.
I will be forever grateful that we went to Lubbock back in March so we could spend time with famiy and unknown to us, get to see and visit with David one final time. I'll never forget as he left, we spoke of our 3 dances and he winked at me (as he does to everyone) as he walked out the door. It wasn't but five minutes later he called back to Nana's house to talk to me about our dances. :)
He was a warm, happy and friendly soul; and one that is going to be missed dearly.
We love you David. You will always be in all of our hearts.
David Moorhead
April 6, 1960 - May 14, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Eurovision 2008
Eurovision? What the heck is that right?
I thought the same thing 6 years ago.
Eurovision is some wacky, super duper awesome music competition between many of the European countries. Think American Idol on a much much much bigger scale, and much more exciting. (At least in my opinion)
Tonight I will be watching the finals in Denmark at 9:00pm, while Michael watches them online (http://www.eurovision.tv/splash/index.html) at 2pm Dallas time. He was completely bummed when he realized he would be in Dallas and miss it until I saw he could watch too. The voting is interesting. You text in your vote but you cannot vote for the country you are in. Every country then tallies their points and gives them to another country. They give 1 through 8 points to their lowest choices and 10 and 12 points to their favorite contestants. The country in the end with the most points wins and gets to host next years Eurovision.
This year, Denmarks contestant made it to the finals.... He is quite good.
Check him out!
GO DENMARK!!!
I thought the same thing 6 years ago.
Eurovision is some wacky, super duper awesome music competition between many of the European countries. Think American Idol on a much much much bigger scale, and much more exciting. (At least in my opinion)
Tonight I will be watching the finals in Denmark at 9:00pm, while Michael watches them online (http://www.eurovision.tv/splash/index.html) at 2pm Dallas time. He was completely bummed when he realized he would be in Dallas and miss it until I saw he could watch too. The voting is interesting. You text in your vote but you cannot vote for the country you are in. Every country then tallies their points and gives them to another country. They give 1 through 8 points to their lowest choices and 10 and 12 points to their favorite contestants. The country in the end with the most points wins and gets to host next years Eurovision.
This year, Denmarks contestant made it to the finals.... He is quite good.
Check him out!
GO DENMARK!!!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Amsterdam 2
In all honesty, I never had a huge desire or urge to go to Amsterdam. It always seemed like an interesting city, but it didn't pull at my heartstrings to visit the way other cities do. It has popped up more than a handful of times on our discounted frequent flier miles list but we always decided to go somewhere else, or save our miles for the next month. I knew in my heart we would get to Amsterdam one day, but I knew it would take "something" to get us there, because we weren't going to go out of our way to do it ourselves. My biggest surprise about Amsterdam was how much I truly enjoyed this city considering it didn't seem like anything special to me before.
As I mentioned previously, Michael attended a convention which went quite well. He came home every evening excited about papers he read, presentations he listened to, exhibits and vendors he visited and people he had met. We got the evenings together, but during the day I played "Solo Traveler" and had fun on my own. Of course,I would have loved to have had Michael with me, but it was kinda nice to dig back up my solo traveler self that doesn't get to come out too often.
Before arriving I knew I wanted to visit the "Anne Frank House", The "Van Gogh Museum" and "Keukenhof Gardens". They are three of the biggest tourist sites in Amsterdam. Once we got there, I realized, I didn't REALLY want to go see them. I just liked the "idea" of seeing them, because it's what your suppose to do in Amsterdam. So, I ditched them like a bad habit. Anne Frank House would have been cool, but it's rare that I meet anyone that says it is worth it. People rave about the Van Gogh Museum, but my un-artsy self wouldn't appreciate it for what it is and really, I didn't feel like staring at a bunch of paintings. Keukenhof would have been amazing I'm sure. The parks last day open was the day I arrived. I was afraid to get all the way out there and be disappointed because the tulips probably wouldn't be in their prime anymore and might be falling apart.
I did however find myself in two uncrowded and amazing places.
Monday I visited "House of Bols"
Have you ever heard of the company Bols? I hadn't either. They make a liquor which is made in several forms and fashions. The majority are flavored of all sorts of stuff, but then they had their "Genievre" which is kinda like Gin. The distillery self guided tour was one of the coolest I have been to. There were taste tests, sniff tests, texture tests.... it was fun. Afterwards with the ticket I got a free cocktail, and when I was done with that, I got to sample some of the stuff not in cocktail form. The super cool bartender poured me 5 shot glasses of stuff. Three of them were different types of Genievre (old, young and another young) and two of them were flavored, butterscotch and mango. He was surprised to know that my favorite was not a flavored one but a dark whiskey tasting one. After he realized I drink whiskey straight, he pulled out a special bottle and gave me a glass of "Bokma" which is a very strong, very tasty dark Genievre. It was delicious. Of course the bartender let me know that he never has women in there that prefer this stuff to the flavored stuff and let me know I was cool for it. I of course gave my new friend a tip, and I bought myself a bottle of "Bokma" on my way out the door.
The following day, I contemplated again going to the Anne Frank House. I loved the book, I love the story and it would be pretty amazing to see this place in real life. I however had a stronger urge to go to either the "Verzets Museum" or "The Hash, Marihuana & Hemp Musuem". Just FYI, for my mother, Michaels parents and Nana, I've never smoked pot (which in itself is amazing considering how much I have been around it and the location of where I grew up), but the pot culture and history fascinates me. In the end I decided to save this museum for next time and I picked the Verzets Museum, or as its better known the "Dutch Resistance Museum". I am so glad I did as it turned out to be the highlight of my trip. I was a bit nervous about it, because I was so disappointed with the Danish Resistance Museum. I had only been in the museum about 30 minutes when this nice older gentleman said something to me in Dutch. I of course couldn't understand him but he swtiched to English. He said with a cute little smile, "I think probably you were not born yet during the war". I laughed and said no. He told me he was 7 when the war started and that he lived just 20 kilometers north of Amsterdam. We chatted for a little bit and I found out it was his first time to visit the museum and he was very impressed with it. The thing that struck me that he mentioned was that he remembers everything from those years in very clear detail. He was so nice and I was touched that he spoke to me and then talked with me for about 10 minutes about the war and his memories. I finished my museum tour and when I looked at the clock, I realized I had spent 3 hours inside!!! This wasn't that big of a museum, but I think I read everything that was posted and watched every clip. On my way out, I noticed there was a whole different section about the Dutch in Japan and in Africa during the war!!!! I didn't have time to do all that, so I had to skip that part. This was by far, one of the most enjoyable and best museums I have ever visited.
Besides the two museums I spent my days exploring the city and was gone almost the whole day while Michael was at the convention. The architecture was beautiful and I couldn't get over how many canals there were. We of course found ourselves in the red light district which was something to see. It is definitely not a place for anyone that is very conservative or doesn't have an open mind to visit. If you have a hard time reading about drugs being legal, prostitution and sex I suggest to stop reading here and scroll down past the red font.
The red light district lived up to my expectations and stereotypes. There were loads of sex shops, live sex shows, and prostitutes. The "coffee shops" were hoppin' and the smell of pot drifted out the doors as you walked by. Head shops advertised the different types of shrooms that you could purchase and there were plenty of cannabis seeds to buy as well. (All through Amsterdam there were people smoking pot. I would often catch wiffs of it as someone walked by me smoking as they went down the street. We even stood by a little 70 something year old couple that were smoking a joint at a cross walk! ) The prostitutes were interesting. There are windows lining the street with curtains. The women sat in their windows and when they got business the men would walk in and the curtain would shut. There was an array of working women; Young women that looked to be about 22, older women that seemed to be in their late 40's, some not so attractive women, some that were so stunningly sexy that even I couldn't stop staring at them, some in cute lingerie, and some in oversized sweats. Many of them sat in their chairs smoking or talking on their cell phone which I thought was quite funny. I was impressed to see that none of them gave Michael a second look as long as I was on his arm and noticed that they did this with every other "couple" walking along as well. When just men would walk by it was a whole different story. Lips were licked, eyes were winked, and even at times, some of the women would tap on their glass to get the guys attention. It was a sight to see. I realize the drugs and sex part all seem kinda shady, but for me personally, it was refreshing to see a culture in this world with the amount of tolerance that the Dutch people have. It is not something, I have ever seen, anywhere else.
Wooden Tulips For Sale
Bike and Graffiti
Hilarious Sign
Bols Expirence
The jars are filled with an essence which you pump and smell and have to guess what it is
House Boats
Canal
So, Amsterdam, super cool city. While walking around, we decided it was a place we could see ourselves living. It's a lot like Copenhagen, but much more laid back and much less expensive!!!! After not having a desire to visit, then visiting it, I very much look forward to a return trip to the Netherlands.
I'll get all my pictures online in the next few days :)
As I mentioned previously, Michael attended a convention which went quite well. He came home every evening excited about papers he read, presentations he listened to, exhibits and vendors he visited and people he had met. We got the evenings together, but during the day I played "Solo Traveler" and had fun on my own. Of course,I would have loved to have had Michael with me, but it was kinda nice to dig back up my solo traveler self that doesn't get to come out too often.
Before arriving I knew I wanted to visit the "Anne Frank House", The "Van Gogh Museum" and "Keukenhof Gardens". They are three of the biggest tourist sites in Amsterdam. Once we got there, I realized, I didn't REALLY want to go see them. I just liked the "idea" of seeing them, because it's what your suppose to do in Amsterdam. So, I ditched them like a bad habit. Anne Frank House would have been cool, but it's rare that I meet anyone that says it is worth it. People rave about the Van Gogh Museum, but my un-artsy self wouldn't appreciate it for what it is and really, I didn't feel like staring at a bunch of paintings. Keukenhof would have been amazing I'm sure. The parks last day open was the day I arrived. I was afraid to get all the way out there and be disappointed because the tulips probably wouldn't be in their prime anymore and might be falling apart.
I did however find myself in two uncrowded and amazing places.
Monday I visited "House of Bols"
Have you ever heard of the company Bols? I hadn't either. They make a liquor which is made in several forms and fashions. The majority are flavored of all sorts of stuff, but then they had their "Genievre" which is kinda like Gin. The distillery self guided tour was one of the coolest I have been to. There were taste tests, sniff tests, texture tests.... it was fun. Afterwards with the ticket I got a free cocktail, and when I was done with that, I got to sample some of the stuff not in cocktail form. The super cool bartender poured me 5 shot glasses of stuff. Three of them were different types of Genievre (old, young and another young) and two of them were flavored, butterscotch and mango. He was surprised to know that my favorite was not a flavored one but a dark whiskey tasting one. After he realized I drink whiskey straight, he pulled out a special bottle and gave me a glass of "Bokma" which is a very strong, very tasty dark Genievre. It was delicious. Of course the bartender let me know that he never has women in there that prefer this stuff to the flavored stuff and let me know I was cool for it. I of course gave my new friend a tip, and I bought myself a bottle of "Bokma" on my way out the door.
The following day, I contemplated again going to the Anne Frank House. I loved the book, I love the story and it would be pretty amazing to see this place in real life. I however had a stronger urge to go to either the "Verzets Museum" or "The Hash, Marihuana & Hemp Musuem". Just FYI, for my mother, Michaels parents and Nana, I've never smoked pot (which in itself is amazing considering how much I have been around it and the location of where I grew up), but the pot culture and history fascinates me. In the end I decided to save this museum for next time and I picked the Verzets Museum, or as its better known the "Dutch Resistance Museum". I am so glad I did as it turned out to be the highlight of my trip. I was a bit nervous about it, because I was so disappointed with the Danish Resistance Museum. I had only been in the museum about 30 minutes when this nice older gentleman said something to me in Dutch. I of course couldn't understand him but he swtiched to English. He said with a cute little smile, "I think probably you were not born yet during the war". I laughed and said no. He told me he was 7 when the war started and that he lived just 20 kilometers north of Amsterdam. We chatted for a little bit and I found out it was his first time to visit the museum and he was very impressed with it. The thing that struck me that he mentioned was that he remembers everything from those years in very clear detail. He was so nice and I was touched that he spoke to me and then talked with me for about 10 minutes about the war and his memories. I finished my museum tour and when I looked at the clock, I realized I had spent 3 hours inside!!! This wasn't that big of a museum, but I think I read everything that was posted and watched every clip. On my way out, I noticed there was a whole different section about the Dutch in Japan and in Africa during the war!!!! I didn't have time to do all that, so I had to skip that part. This was by far, one of the most enjoyable and best museums I have ever visited.
Besides the two museums I spent my days exploring the city and was gone almost the whole day while Michael was at the convention. The architecture was beautiful and I couldn't get over how many canals there were. We of course found ourselves in the red light district which was something to see. It is definitely not a place for anyone that is very conservative or doesn't have an open mind to visit. If you have a hard time reading about drugs being legal, prostitution and sex I suggest to stop reading here and scroll down past the red font.
The red light district lived up to my expectations and stereotypes. There were loads of sex shops, live sex shows, and prostitutes. The "coffee shops" were hoppin' and the smell of pot drifted out the doors as you walked by. Head shops advertised the different types of shrooms that you could purchase and there were plenty of cannabis seeds to buy as well. (All through Amsterdam there were people smoking pot. I would often catch wiffs of it as someone walked by me smoking as they went down the street. We even stood by a little 70 something year old couple that were smoking a joint at a cross walk! ) The prostitutes were interesting. There are windows lining the street with curtains. The women sat in their windows and when they got business the men would walk in and the curtain would shut. There was an array of working women; Young women that looked to be about 22, older women that seemed to be in their late 40's, some not so attractive women, some that were so stunningly sexy that even I couldn't stop staring at them, some in cute lingerie, and some in oversized sweats. Many of them sat in their chairs smoking or talking on their cell phone which I thought was quite funny. I was impressed to see that none of them gave Michael a second look as long as I was on his arm and noticed that they did this with every other "couple" walking along as well. When just men would walk by it was a whole different story. Lips were licked, eyes were winked, and even at times, some of the women would tap on their glass to get the guys attention. It was a sight to see. I realize the drugs and sex part all seem kinda shady, but for me personally, it was refreshing to see a culture in this world with the amount of tolerance that the Dutch people have. It is not something, I have ever seen, anywhere else.
Around the city there were pictures set up with a little history of the spot you were looking at from WWII. This is one of them.
I always assumed that after living in Copenhagen, the Amsterdam bike craziness wouldn't affect me as I thought I was immune to massive amounts of bikes. Boy was I wrong. Compared to Amsterdam, Copenhagen has a total of about 3 bikes. Amsterdam was littered with bikes, anywhere there was spare room for a bike, there was a bike. They weren't near as organized while riding as they are in Denmark though.
Beautiful Canal
Wooden Tulips For Sale
Amsterdam
Bike and Graffiti
Hilarious Sign
Bols Expirence
The jars are filled with an essence which you pump and smell and have to guess what it is
My super cool bartender
House Boats
Hubby
Handmade domino's and lamp at the museum
Souvenirs
Souvenirs
How often do you see a sign saying they won't sell drugs to minors? haha.
Canal
So, Amsterdam, super cool city. While walking around, we decided it was a place we could see ourselves living. It's a lot like Copenhagen, but much more laid back and much less expensive!!!! After not having a desire to visit, then visiting it, I very much look forward to a return trip to the Netherlands.
I'll get all my pictures online in the next few days :)
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Amsterdam - Short and Simple
We are in Amsterdam.
In the past two days, this city has surprised me...
Saturday, May 17, 2008
End of the Tour
Our original plan was to visit the brewery on Thursday, but when morning approached were all shaken up by some news from back home. It deserves its own post, which I cannot write right now, so I'll get back to it later. We spent some of the morning at home and then I suggested we get out of the house and go eat lunch at a cafe up the street. We all got great big sandwiches and coffee and we sat and looked at the pretty flowers at the flower shop. I'm not sure what got into me, but I kept staring at Michaels tuna sandwich and I just had to have a bite. For those of you that don't know me well.... I don't do fish. cooked fish, raw fish, fresh fish, frozen fish, good fish, bad fish, lake fish, sea fish, 1fish, 2 fish, red fish, blue fish. I just don't do fish. I do however on occasion get the weird urge to take a bite of Michaels. And most of those times, I can't taste it too much because we have been drinking. haha. Actually Sunday Wayne and I both ate fish too (very little fish), along with beer and schnapps and tons of bread. But that was because we were trying not to be rude. Thursday however was one of those days I just got the weird urge to taste it just beacause, so I did. Tayna documented the occasion for me.
We came home for a little while and I made a pot of chili and we all just sat around and talked to each other. In the evening T&W had decided they wanted to go for a walk since we hadn't been out of the house too much. We headed to the grocery store first so Wayne could get money back from the bottles they have been using, then we got ice cream, and walked around the lake nearby.
Lyngby Canoe Club
Resting in a Gazebo
Bird Watching
Friday we got Michael out to the airport and the three of us went to go eat some of those famous Danish hotdogs and went shopping in the store center. It was an easy day for us as we were winding down their trip, they packed, Tanya did a little work for work and Wayne watched tv! We ran out in the evening for one last Ice Cream....
T&W managed to come and spend almost 2 weeks in Denmark and saw nothing but lovely weather. There were a few cooler days, but nothing too bad. Everyone including us kept telling them they aren't seeing real Denmark and they came at the perfect time. In their almost two weeks they hardly saw any clouds, never saw a drop of rain, and experienced very little wind. I told them over and over that if when they left, it got cloudy dark and rainy I would be calling them begging them to come back. We woke up to colder weather, and after I dropped them off at the airport, the clouds started rolling in and it turned dark. Though a drop of water has yet to hit the ground.
And for T&W we LOVED having you here with us. Thank you so much for visiting!!! It was really special for us to get to show you around this little country we fell in love with so long ago. Honestly, having you here will forever be one of our highlights from our time living in Denmark. Nana and Kathy will be so proud of you both when we tell them what great international travelers you are. :o) When I got home, this little guy was sitting on the top of the sunroom. I think he was missing you.....
Just one Bite
Here I go....
Contemplating Tuna
"De fire årstider" Flower shop in Lyngby
We came home for a little while and I made a pot of chili and we all just sat around and talked to each other. In the evening T&W had decided they wanted to go for a walk since we hadn't been out of the house too much. We headed to the grocery store first so Wayne could get money back from the bottles they have been using, then we got ice cream, and walked around the lake nearby.
Wayne at the Cash Register in the denim shirt
I was so proud of him going to the cash register all by himself. That sounds silly, but they both would have freaked out if we asked them to do this on day 1 of their trip here.
Ice Cream from "Paradis"
No trip to Denmark would be complete without seeing the SLUUUUGS!!!
Lyngby Canoe Club
Most of the trip this is what Tanya looked like.
Aiming her camera at the baby ducks.
Aiming her camera at the baby ducks.
Resting in a Gazebo
Bird Watching
A sad bike
Back home...
In 18 months I've never posted this.This is the back door of our building.
In 18 months I've never posted this.This is the back door of our building.
Friday we got Michael out to the airport and the three of us went to go eat some of those famous Danish hotdogs and went shopping in the store center. It was an easy day for us as we were winding down their trip, they packed, Tanya did a little work for work and Wayne watched tv! We ran out in the evening for one last Ice Cream....
Bacon + Hotdog = Happy Wayne
T&W managed to come and spend almost 2 weeks in Denmark and saw nothing but lovely weather. There were a few cooler days, but nothing too bad. Everyone including us kept telling them they aren't seeing real Denmark and they came at the perfect time. In their almost two weeks they hardly saw any clouds, never saw a drop of rain, and experienced very little wind. I told them over and over that if when they left, it got cloudy dark and rainy I would be calling them begging them to come back. We woke up to colder weather, and after I dropped them off at the airport, the clouds started rolling in and it turned dark. Though a drop of water has yet to hit the ground.
Cloudy Denmark....AKA: Real Denmark
To make me feel better about the clouds, they helped create a nice sunset tonight!
And for T&W we LOVED having you here with us. Thank you so much for visiting!!! It was really special for us to get to show you around this little country we fell in love with so long ago. Honestly, having you here will forever be one of our highlights from our time living in Denmark. Nana and Kathy will be so proud of you both when we tell them what great international travelers you are. :o) When I got home, this little guy was sitting on the top of the sunroom. I think he was missing you.....
FYI: This is my 3rd post for the day, so don't stop reading here because there is more below.
Sweden
Wednesday we took T&W to "that other" Scandinavian country. Malmo, Sweden is a fun little town to visit. It is a short hop skip and a jump away from us and we get to ride over the amazing Oresund Bridge. It is a bridge and a tunnel that goes under the water. This was our third trip to Malmo and enjoyed it. Our day was filled with parks, baby geese, coffee, and lots of walking. T&W said they were thankful we saved this walking day to closer to the end of the trip or they might have decided to just stay at the apartment the rest of their trip! haha.
We always compare going to Malmo with crossing the Border in El Paso to go to Mexico. But the truth is, it is nothing like that at all. Its a cute little town that is cheaper than neighboring Denmark. While they are just a strip of water away you can definitely feel that you aren't in Denmark anymore. At least in my opinion.
When we arrived none of us could go on without coffee. Well, Tanya could, but shes sweet and didn't mind the three of us stopping for coffee. Wayne surprised her with this delicious looking hot chocolate.
Ummm YUM!!!
Espresso House
Pretty Girls and Pretty Flowers
Snake head fountain
Tall Trees
Have you ever walked inside of and through a hedge?
We have!!!
Resting our feet while looking at something pretty
Flowers Flowers Everywhere
T&W in Malmo
Flower Market
Nuts, Spices and Dried Fruit
We always compare going to Malmo with crossing the Border in El Paso to go to Mexico. But the truth is, it is nothing like that at all. Its a cute little town that is cheaper than neighboring Denmark. While they are just a strip of water away you can definitely feel that you aren't in Denmark anymore. At least in my opinion.
When we arrived none of us could go on without coffee. Well, Tanya could, but shes sweet and didn't mind the three of us stopping for coffee. Wayne surprised her with this delicious looking hot chocolate.
Ummm YUM!!!
Espresso House
Pretty Girls and Pretty Flowers
Snake head fountain
Tall Trees
Have you ever walked inside of and through a hedge?
We have!!!
Resting our feet while looking at something pretty
Flowers Flowers Everywhere
T&W in Malmo
Canal
Flower Market
Nuts, Spices and Dried Fruit
Wierd Creepy Fountain with water falling out of its eyes
Wayne loves Coffee, so when when we saw this "Wayne's Coffee Shop" Wayne had to go buy a mug...and of course,it was filled with coffee
Wayne's Coffee
Wayne's Coffee
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