Extreme
I am so incredibly stressed out! And lost. I have apparently also packed down all my euros in one of my boxes, which I yesterday moved to a storage room. So that will be tomorrows project: go and look for money...
Today I've been cleaning, and washing my windows. Danes are so smart that they install windows you can't open, so you have to hang out through one window, with most of your body, to be able to wash the windows next to it from outside. And, of course, hope for the best - cause I don't think Nepal is as much fun with a broken leg (or neck for that matter). Quite an extreme sport, if I may say.
Why?
It's never nice to say goodbye to so many wonderful people.
Can someone remind me why I'm doing this again?
Same flummish person, different day.
I´m back
Shit shit shit! It's so soon! And I really really want to go, and leave everything behind, but at the same time I can't help thinking how easy everything would be if I simply stayed in the comfort of my own home. Easy, and probably boring.
But, now it´s off to bed since I have to be at work 6 o´clock tomorrow... (Nepal just better be worth it!).
