Success...

The surprise was a success! After meeting with my wonderful new German/Danish family (Thomas, Alexa, and Emil), jet-lagged and all I hopped on my first cph bus in over a year and headed towards the flower shop. Of course I had forgotten not only that I was quite tired once I had a chance to rest my legs for the first time on the bus, but also that not everyone in cph speaks English......and as you you know well my Danish doesn't really cut it. So...after ordering the wrong flowers from the lack of communication between the flower lady and I and realizing I was now running out of time because minutes from now linn would be off to see her sister at the hospital, I quickly jumped in the most expensive cab i've ever been in and headed off to her sister's house. So yes, to make a long story short she did eventually come home on her bike and as she passed the front door, after a few or so takes she saw me waiting there for her with the flowers in hand (though they were the wrong ones) and my jet-lagged and tired self. She was happy...as was I. THE END.

until later,
kyle