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[28 Jun 2003|03:20pm] |
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the stereotypes are so true of the danes...blonde hair, blue eyes...
i wandered around the city, took a boat tour of the canals, sat in the train station just to stare, and bought some nectarines on a corner...
i think the coolest part of the day was sitting on the boat...
honestly, maybe i'm missing it, but there's just not all that much that interests me here...
so, after having a somewhat bland taste of scandavia, i've opted to start heading south to hamburg tomorrow....
i think that i want to spend more time with those i know, in spain and elsewhere...
i'm just not meeting people like i was hoping, although 'tis still early in the trip...
the danish are cordial, but not really willing to go out of their way to strike up a conversation...nothing like the irish, which i so badly wish they were...i'm ready to talk to my bedpost...
the few that i've met have been in passin, either on the street or on the train...but no one anywhere else...
i think that i'm just more a mediterranean girl, plain and simple...
and i think my body wants to be back on LA time...
i miss it.
and i still have 3 months to go.
something will happen.
write to me people...i need mail.
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[28 Jun 2003|11:16pm] |
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i finally met an american...
a nebraskan, but american none the less...
we went to dinner and chatted and it's lifted my spirits immensely...
lots of people in the hostel tonight...
i'm ready for germany now...
ready to get this party started.
blessings...
write me, please!
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