Hi everyone,

first blog entry and i'm 15 days out of starting my adventure. I'm really excited without many worries besides how crazy i'm going to look crying constantly and holding a lamb pillow pet at the airport. I've started packing and my room is looking emptier. I'll end up packing more sentimental things than I will practical but at least i'll be happy!

Had a taste of what it was really like to miss someone when you can't see them and i've never been sadder before. (I'd personally like to thank Steph for that little episode I had in my room haha)

Sucking in the family moments :)

Learnt not to think about what might be but to take it as it comes.

Talk to you soon xo

Your Denmarkian traveller :)