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I finally managed to get my bags packed, after a lot of struggle, as some of you may have noticed on Facebook. Seems I have a personal relationship with almost all of my clothes, so whenever I would look at a piece of clothing and conclude that I have not worn it for more than a year, all of sudden I could think of many wears to wear it and that it would be perfect for ?one-such-situation-especially-in-Thailand-because??
So thankfully my mum helped me? or ?helped me?. She made me throw out at least (!) 10 pairs of shoes and get me started on what?s important to bring and what?s not. Worst case scenario, my dad?s company ships from Denmark to Thailand a couple of times a week, which means it?s not that much of a problem to get my ?oh-my-god-I-did-not-just-forget-that-piece-of-clothing/shoes/papers/?? shipped here.
Ever since we left Denmark, I have been troubled by the same problem I always get when I leave for somewhere, the ?what did I forget, I must have forgotten something? feeling. I still have not managed to figure out what it is and considering I made a very thorough ?REMEMBER TO BRING LIST?, I?m almost confident that if I have forgotten something, it?s not crucially important? yet it still nags me?

I said goodbye to my little brother in the morning (he left for school) and had a lovely last breakfast with my mum and dad and Anita and her parents. However, as I had already opened my favourite bottle of Asti at 9.20, where Anita and her family were supposed to arrive at about 9.30 but didn?t till 10.15, I was on my third glass of alcohol when they came, which made the breakfast taste even nicer. 😛
Saying goodbye to my mum was hard, but I?m so grateful to have her support in this, because I wouldn?t have been able to go without that.
Quite a few people have been asking me how I have the courage to once again rip up my roots and move to the other side of the world without my family. Honestly, I couldn?t do it, if I didn?t know that my parents are always at my back and that, though it?s far away, an amazing opportunity to explore and get a new view upon the world.  But, far by distance, close by heart. It?s only 4 months till Christmas and thereby till I see you again!


The flight from CPH to Dubai was quite pleasant. It wasn?t completely filled. We had our own TV-screens and quite a lot of space so nothing to complain about. Anita and I decided to move to the back of the flight to get two seats each which meant I got to sleep for a while (actually I just fell asleep while watching an episode of Glee?.)
When I woke up a bit later I looked out the window and was blown away by the beautiful sunset I was met by. I quickly told Anita to look out the window as well, and we were both quite absorbed by the astonishing view for a few minutes? all of sudden I turn around and see the male steward looking over Anita?s shoulder. He leans in closer and closer and Anita doesn’t realize it, so I tried getting her attention without making it too awkward. However, as she turns around to look at me the face of the steward is less than 30 cm?s from her own head. The look on her face was indescribable, I?m actually giggling while writing this, because it was so funny.
The steward explained that he was only trying to see what we were looking at so intensely. Then he followed up with a conversation about where we heading for, why, for how long, where we were from and so on. I believe both Anita and I thought it quite awkward and slightly funny at the same time because he had taken us by such surprise. He ended the conversation with ?well, then when you are done with your university, you will come work for Emirates (the airline that we are flying with) in the management?. We didn?t say anything but nod and agree?.

When we landed in Dubai we had three hours to kill, so we went to the Priority Pass lounge and relaxed there. The food was surprisingly good too, except this little Arabic cake that Anita and I had decided to share. It was, according to my taste buds, absolutely disgusting! I actually had to reach over and eat some of Anita?s pasta with tomato sauce just to try and get rid of the after taste. It tasted like a mix of fish, rotten eggs and raspberries.

We flew to Bangkok in an Airbus A380, which is by far the biggest airplane I have ever flown with (surprisingly it is also the biggest passenger airplane currently in the world), it was quite extraordinary! However, they had moved us around so that we weren?t seated together, despite having pre-booked our seats. So of course my dad got angry and told them that it couldn?t in any world be right that we were seated like we were (20 rows between each other) and his anger ?paid off? and we got the seats we wanted in the end…. 😛
When we got on board, I heard some Amercians talking and came to wonder how long it takes to fly from the US to BKK… My dad didn’t know but we agreed that they would most likely fly “backwards” around, probably not over Dubai. All of sudden Anita asks; “Is there actually anything behind the world map?” My dad and I only looked at each other and laughed until she eventually realized what she had just asked 😛

We made it here, I am currently in my room with  Anita and Lilou and I am absolutely knackered, hence the very abrupt ending of tonights blog, I will continue where I left off tomorrow.
Lilou and Anita says hi.

Lots of loveeeee

xxx

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