Japunzel

I only work mornings and afternoons/early nights and I'm free during the holidays. And I might follow the family back to Sweden in October.
And yeah. I get to travel to plenty of places. Just wanted to brag.
Laters!

Ps. You know I'm getting decently payed for this, right?
(In four weeks I'll be crying, feeling homesick, let me have my moment of pride.)

And so I have arrived.
Been a day packed with events.

I got up too early, got dressed and put the last stuff in my bag before closing it, took the cab with Ted down to the station where nothing had opened yet, and jumped on a train to Kastrup, Copenhagen Airport.

After we managed to get my bag checked in, me and Ted had a final breakfast together (mmm, bacon....) and then it was time to head for security. Ran into an old school mate (I keep doing that at Kastrup) and then boarded the plane (got a window seat woho!). I tried to figure out which parts of the land below belonged to what country, but I fell asleep. A maximum of 4 hs of sleep per day for a week does that to you.

Woke up as the plane was lowering itself over a tiny landscape. Got out, waited for my bag in what seemed like an eternity. I immedeatly discovered the family waiting for me and we walked to their car, and drove to their place (front seat woho!).
I was given a test as we left the car: to unbelt the youngest one, Elin, and carry her into the house. This was harder than expected but I adapted, improvised and overcame.

A part from that I've been hanging with Elin alot. I have changed her diaper once (went smoothly), we had a pillowfight, she bit me in the neck and she tries to get into my clothes. But she so damn cute. I also walked with her baby carriage to the nearby forest (we simply have to stroll there whenever you, my friends, visit).
Her brother is highly intellectual and 5 years older, that is to say 7. He reads a lot of comics and is very observing.
Tomorrow me and the mom is gonna get me all the things I need to work here, including a licence (greencard or whatever, the right to work here) and a card for the metro.
Sooo tired, and we're up to an early start tomorrow as well.

.Shortly said, things are good so far. Got a nice room too, I'll put up pictures of that another day.

Just realized I didn't bring my cam USB cord with me, but I'm certain I can get hold of one, either by buying one or by someone bringing one.

I think I'm slowly starting to realize that I'm actually leaving.

It seems so scary my mind keeps denying it'll happen. People keep mentioning events and I go "Yaay.. Oh, wait. I'm not in the country at that time." Like birthdays. So, yeah. I wish happy birthday and happy autumn for y'all.
Cause I won't be there.

10 days, and counting. Shhhh.

I'm going to Brussel (and London in october, YES! Sure missed my second hometown). Should I start packing already? Should I get some kind of supercard? What should I do?


Arthur helped me with some packing advices though.

Lin Dan says (15:20):

you should find a way to get more then 20 kilos with you

Lin Dan says (15:21):

some people stop cocaine into condoms and swallow then, thats an option for some extra stuff

Lin Dan says (15:23):

they might check for that though

. Luni . says (15:23):

i can wear like 10 shirts and 3 pair of pants

Any other suggestions?

my blog is up.
I know. I hate the blog concept. To write a public diary, just begging for attention, to be seen and to be somebody.

Well. I was asked to do this, by friends and family, since I'm trading safe Sweden for probably even safer Belgium.
This is the deal: I'm off to au pair a family in Brussels. So I'll stay there for like nine, ten months. And I'll be lonely. And I trust you'll miss me.

So I write this for both your sake and mine (I like win-win situations), and I'll keep you posted on what's going on.
Take off is early morning 31st August.

Why did I create this blog now?
I'm not leaving for another two weeks.  But last night, the first step of my journey was taken, the mandatory going-away party.  And though surprisingly many of you showed up, a few weren't able to come, for various reasons. So today my phone's been beeping all day, texts from people really wishing they could be there, and say good bye.

This blog was created today cause I wanted you to know how things are going, preparations etc, and for my swedish friends to know that THERE IS STILL TIME.
And despite what I think of blogging, I have been looking forward to this. After all, you have to try anything once.

Ps. I know I'm giving you hell, trying to spell that french name. Sorry about that. But it's so damn catchy! Just make a bookmark or something. :)
Oh, and I'm writing in english for my non-swedish friends and family.