I head back to the States tomorrow morning, and I'll be back in Chicago sometime around 2 pm. I'm outrageously excited about being back in the States, but I'm extremely worried about how foreign the familiar will likely feel to me once I'm back on US soil.
For the most part, I guess I haven't really LOVED Denmark while I've been here, but I'm incredibly glad I came. While at times painful, my original intuition that going on study abroad without my K people would make me more independent has held true, and at the risk of sounding like a cheap cliche, I can already see how this experience has made me a stronger individual. I guess that makes all the stuggles with Danish libraries and socialized medicine worth it?

Things I will greatly miss about Denmark:
frikadellar, and how it can be used in EVERYTHING
kaergarden, and how the lack of trans-fats make it the butter of the gods
haribo's gummy fried eggs and hamburger pieces. and the frogs too.
how many kinds of Ritter they have here
the smell of King cigarettes (only the red ones)
Christiana
being able to walk across the entire town
open container laws
doing sudokus with Hillevi on the train
The Red-Green Alliance, and how much they love it when I show up, walk in, and just take a bunch of posters
fisherman's
the wall
the milk here, and seeing women buy five of the little cartons at once at the grocery store
drunk Santas
7-11's
the young kid and the old man who work at the Albertslund kiosk
public transportation
Anders
Jacob and how he is "totally bananas!"
the people I've met

Things I will likely not miss a bit:
the outrageously high taxes on EVERYTHING
seeing the fugly sculpture behind DIK everytime I go to buy groceries
the "safety" of Albertslund
Turkish immigrants
political in-correctness
the black mold in my bathroom
Danish weather
Jantelov
the Danish language, and my inability to pronounce it
spending so much on "cheap" groceries
my inability to afford to see movies
Michael's bad rap music, at 3 am
Michael's inability to clean his dishes, even after a month's time
Michael's general creepiness
my kitchen, and its flies/general disgustingness
drinking out of bowls because I am too cheap to buy both glasses and bowls
the Israeli guy who works at the coffee kiosk
it taking so long to get into town
locking myself out of my room so often
photojournalism
Anders