When you’re married to a Chinese woman here in Denmark, you are bound to have tried something like this: 5.30pm the phone rings while you’re almost done cooking dinner. It’s your wife’s Chinese friends, who’s just in the neighborhood and wants to come around. If we lived in C’s hometown that’s would be quite all […]
Monthly Archive for September, 2010
Saturday morning C was moaning about the flexibility of barbershops here in Denmark. I understand her woes. I china she used to walk into the nearest barbershop and get a haircut right away. That’s rarely the case in Denmark. Here you make an appointment in advance. 1 day before, would probably not be enough. Later […]
This can’t be a healthy buzz
Posted in Denmark on Sep 16th, 2010
If you’re this drunken 7.45am on a Thursday morning, you might want to revise your lifestyle. Snapped with my cell phone while driving to work. This guy was alarmingly drunk and decided it was clever to walk towards traffic on a 60km/h street looking enraged and gesturing wildly to oncoming traffic. Behind him, out of […]
The dark side is getting a hold on me
Posted in Denmark on Sep 10th, 2010
I could have sworn I’d be cold as freaking ice, but seems I’ve slowly morphed into your average pathetic parent. Today I watched Mark crawl for the first time and almost got all teary-eyed. Dammit! 1 day before his 7 month birthday the little bugger decided to crawl his first meter. And to reach what? […]
An this is why C look even more tired than me
Posted in Denmark on Sep 8th, 2010
A continued entry following the last post describing my day C’s daily routine after Mark’s birth: 6.00am and sometimes even earlier: Mark wakes up and starts yakking/whimpering because he’s done sleeping. Normally he needs a shot of milk too, which C provides sitting half-asleep on the bed. 6.30am: After 30 minutes of sucky sleep C […]
This may be why I look like poo
Posted in Denmark on Sep 2nd, 2010
I wanted to write this for a while, but didn’t prioritize it. The following may explain why. My daily routine after Mark’s birth: 6.00am and sometimes even earlier: Mark wakes up and starts yakking/whimpering because he’s done sleeping. 6.30am: After 30 minutes of torture semi-sleep I give up and crawl out of bed. 7.15am: I […]