Couple of Danes disposing of a body under the cover of midday
November has been very tough. I am no longer a 90 day tourist nor has my resident application been accepted. I am an in-betweener. This means no drivers license, no library card, no jobs, no Danish lessons. Just read books, take runs and wait (for my CPR number, for some sun, for supper, for the kids to come home?). The only thing keeping me sane is going to workouts with Steen at "Average Joe's Gym" (reference to movie 'Dodgeball', not the actual name of our gym).
Here's an example of my state of mind: today I took a special bike trip to the local EuroSpar grocery store just to pick up 6 litres of milk that was on sale! Once I was an industry baron, COO, CFO, CEO, OREO; with reversed coordinates I could direct a drilling rig to dig into Olympic Plaza in downtown Calgary, with an un-erased pencil mark I could have some Korean fabricating plant devising a method to connect a HydroCracker to a CatCracker, with some imaginative calculations I could send hundreds of young engineers to their death or industrial humiliation. Now I scan the weekly flyers for a discount on rough grain oatmeal. Oh Schadenfraude!
Christmas will be a bright interlude into winter. There are Christmas markets starting up in Copenhagen so the artificial LED lighting will be good for the vitamin D. And….look who else dropped by to make things a little more interesting:
The local chimney sweep
Just try saying "Chimneysweep" without a jaunty Dick Van Dyke cockney accent!