It's June, and I'm currently slogging through job applications trying to get a job so I can actually do things while I'm in Denmark/Europe. A couple of bites so far, but I've been feeling like I may end up disappointed. I just have to keep trucking and hope that I can get at least a month or so of good solid work before my voyage.
Cam you use the word voyage if you're flying somewhere? But I digress.
I got my Danish residence permit sticker in my passport; it was mailed to me the other day. Very exciting stuff. I'm starting to inventory what I'll need and calculate how many space bags will be necessary to successfully stuff all of said crap into my bags, which cannot exceed 50 lbs each.
My flight is booked, and last night I went through to make sure I'd have window seats to say goodbye to America and Hej to Denmark. Then in December when I come back I want to make sure I can see my beloved hometown through the window, so I requested window seats on the way back.
As it's getting closer, I'm getting more excited, more nervous, and more sad. But right now, I just need a job...so my dominant feeling right now is extremely stressed. Wish me luck!
