A Merry Christmas ... July 10th

Who would believe that some people in the world are still celebrating Christmas? Well, believe it, because we spent an entire evening enjoying the sumptuous food and kind-hearted hospitality that David, Helle and Louisa Field showed us. Seems to me that Danish food really is an almost undiscovered little piece of culinary heaven. I loved the food and I am positive that many of us would agree it was wonderful. Thanks a bundle guys for organising such a wonderfully delightful evening and a truly Danish experience!

Earlier that day however, all except one (me) participated in a Volleyball tournament organised by Aila and her Sister Matilde. The losing team of course had to pay up though or so I heard!! I’m sure they didn’t think much of the latter occurrence. Don’t worry guys; in reality we’re all winners because in the end we have each other right? Well that’s corny, but I would say wholly true… I think anyway. Liselotte, Aila’s vivacious mum, took us to the local Nazi Occupation Museum. As most of you already know, the Danish nation was occupied by the Germans during WW2 and this museum, upon entering it, gives you that eerie claustrophobic feeling in the pit of your stomach which I’m sure must have mimicked to some degree the national feeling back in the 1940’s. Old Guns, Old Nazi Uniforms, dilapidated newspaper clippings and drawings of the epoch can be found at the museum. I left the museum quite impressed. Right after we went to the Women’s museum, which also serves its purpose as an art gallery for the most innovative local artistic creations. Perhaps the most memorable part of the museum was a room that would change colours and everything in the room would also appear to be of the same colour. Of course, this was designed and a learning experiment for children… however, even we supposed adults enjoyed the innocent fun presented within this room ☺ A fun day altogether!

We are now simply finding as many ways as possible to spend as much time together as we possibly can. I’d rather not sleep than miss an hour of their giggles. True to the BFTF tradition we still argue about a plethora of diverse issues; from politics to psychology to the environmental issues to HIV/AIDS to the consequences of Destiny. Same old, same old really ☺ We’re still biking though.. I think I have peddled my way into muscular spasm haha.

Always the love,
Jen xxxxx