Homesick

Wow, what a day! I woke up early to catch the train from Karlskrona to Copenhagen airport for my flight back to Minnesota. At the airport, my first true wave of homesickness hit me upon receiving a text from my Mom: “when we pick you up, are you wanting to go home or stop for dinner somewhere- any American foods you are craving?” ….the worst part, I could only receive texts and not respond. Of course I’m craving some American food- STEAK, Olive Garden breadsticks, Pizza Hut…. The list goes on.

But, alas, my flight in Copenhagen was delayed so I missed my connection in Amsterdam to Minneapolis. Another day of the Euro life for me, and one day further from Minnesota. Nonetheless, beer me please in Amsterdam. I’ll take an extra-large!