I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback!

Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate…

So here it is!

Written on March 10th of 2016, here is one of my first online love letters to Denmark. Exactly seven years ago, I started planning my very first trip to Vikingland… Re-reading this, I remembered how excited I was as my fingers waltzed on my keyboard. Since, I’ve had the great pleasure of meeting with Denmark four times, and if it hadn’t been of covid-19, I would have added many more encounters to my list. As a matter of fact, min kære Danmark, we shall meet again in a couple of weeks! And believe me, I still love you just as much as I did before setting foot on your yndigt land.

I hope you’ll enjoy it (again), and I wish you’re safe and well, wherever you are…

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Yeah, dear Denmark…

You know I’ve grown fond of you over the last few years. I’ve never been the type to hide my emotions well, and you never seemed to refuse my sometimes aggressive affection. (Except that time at the customs, but Fantasyland push backs don’t really count) I wonder if it is because you feel safe, so far away from me? Or maybe (måske…), you had a need for more of loving you than Danes could provide? Maybe we can discuss that some other day, or leave it in the “wonders” file forever…

I had to tell you something big. I will be visiting you soon. I just got the ok from my boss, granting me the right to go meet you soon. I know, I know, I talked about it a lot without ever taking action, but this time it is true. True as can be. And I can’t wait to look you straight in the eyes.

You might wonder why I didn’t wait for summer to travel and meet with you. I would have had a chance to see the best of you, some would say. But I doubt I would have had enough money to pay for my trip in high season. I could have sent myself in a hard carton box pierced with holes, but money isn’t the only reason. More than that, I didn’t want to see you invaded by tourists. I want to see the real you… I can stand a few more raining days and a less warm temperature overall, if it means walking alone on your beaches, instead of among Germans and other foreigners!

Some people have warned me about disappointment. I have friends that were in love with countries for far longer than me with you, and that got disappointed.

Take this co-worker of mine, who had the swoons for Greece. She waited, and longed and yearned… Længsel, you know? And for her 50^th birthday, she flew over to meet her long yearned for country, and upon landing, she looked at Greece, and her first feeling was one of deception. Oh, she had fun over there all trip long, but that first feeling, that first impression had a sour aftertaste. This will not happen to me, because I love you blindly.

I don’t know what it is with us girls and old countries… All my girl friends have their own dreamy faraway land on their mind. Egypt, France, England… Maybe we just like to be told stories, and you have so much to offer… Maybe we are tired of skyscrapers and shiny glass buildings, longing for stone solid castles fitting more our inner princesses’ dreams…

I will travel light. As light as possible to cut on the “where could I leave my suitcase safely” time, and spend it all with you. So don’t be disappointed if I am not wearing a cute little dress and matching shoes when we finally get together. It probably won’t fit in my backpack. I can’t even bring my Dolce Vita bottle along… No liquid allowed on the plane. I feel sorry about that, souvenirs are often connected to smell. And you won’t have the chance to remember me when some other French woman will step on your ground with the Christian Dior fragrance on her neck… I thought about stealing a bunch of samples in a store, but I wouldn’t want to be thrown back to Canada before time.

I am so happy right now… From today, until we meet, I will be preparing myself for you. I will work double on my Danish, to be able to bestille everything I want by myself, though with my strong accent. I will go over what I want to do, and where I want to go. I won’t know you thoroughly by the time I come back home, but will I ever anyway? I’ll know all that much more, and it will be just perfect!

So please put your best spring on… You know you already won my heart, but go that extra mile just so I always remember I was right to fall madly in love with you. And when I come back home, I’ll tell everybody you weren’t so great after all, and I’ll keep all the best memories of you for myself… Until next time!

Yours soon,

Me

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