Går til Danmark (Going to Denmark)

Personalized German Chocolate Bars? Yes.

At the end of November, we went to Berlin.

We'd planned, way back in the summer, to go to Berlin at the end of November to catch one of the budget flights to Paris for our anniversary.  But, instead, we took our Paris money and our Berlin-bound train tickets and went, instead, to the Nordic Embassies.

Around 1000 euro and some eye and fingerprint scans later, we had officially applied for residency in Denmark.

We're moving there in February for probably around three years (surprise!) where we will learn to appreciate the art of smoked-fish open-face sandwiches and the proper way to pronounce the word for smoked-fish open-face sandwiches.

May the European invasion continue!

More important than applying for silly things like "legal" "residency" though, we took the time between our visit to the Embassies and our 6pm train home to go see the Egyptian collection at the Neues Museum; find, visit, and get lost in the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe (sobering, truly); and try a really nasty and poorly executed currywurst.   To top it all off, we also got to make our very own chocolate bars at the Ritter store.  Paul's flavor was "crunchy" (almonds, hazelnuts, muesli) and mine was "banana split" (strawberry chips, banana chips, and almonds).  

And now I can say that all my Berlin dreams have come true (minus the nasty currywurst).

And I can also say "My name is Heidi" in Danish: Jeg hedder Heidi.

So, I guess things will work out alright when we head a few more degrees north.