The time: Last century (don't you all feel really old now???)
The place: Denmark
This part of the site is and will remain under construction for a long time as the pictures I want to put up here will have to be scanned and I am without scanner at the moment. Be patient though, I'll do my best to remedy the matter as soon as possible and I will also add more about the country as time goes by. After all, wouldn't do to just hand it all to you on a silver platter now would it, I mean... what would you do once the story is told? Just kidding, but by all means do check in from time to time to see where we are on this
Where to begin.... Well I suppose at the start, as good a place as any I think. I used to live in Denmark. First time I ever went there was due to my work. I worked for a British company called Eurocamp, a place that rented out fully furnished bungalow tents and I was a host on one of the campsites they were at. You didn't have much choice of where you'd be stationed, so I ended up in Denmark. West Jutland to be precise, in a small town called Blaavand.
The time of year was sort of bleak and at first I didn't think much of it all, but during the 6 months I was there I grew to love it.
Of course it did help that during my stay there I met my first boyfriend. It's because of him that I returned to Denmark a few months after I was done working for Eurocamp and ended up staying there for 5 years. The times we had were not all good and they sure ended on sour notes, but my love for the country and the Danes as a people remains