Back to Sønderborg!
I arrived in Denmark almost three weeks ago. And it has been an adventure just settling in. Two days before leaving on the 29th (easy to remember because my friend Ivan was married on the same day), I came down with a fever. I had a nagging feeling that something was not right, beyond just having a fever. I couldn’t imagine that I had caught a flu again - I had been sick for a good portion of the summer with a virus that turned in to a bacterial infection in my lungs. But I was treated and thought I was better. On Monday the 31st, I got an email telling me that I could travel despite not having my visa yet. My flight was for that day and I had almost cancelled it thinking I would not be able to travel. The day was a blur of cleaning and packing and dealing with excitement and sadness and a fever that didn’t seem to want to go away. I took ibuprofen for the fever and pushed through everything else and by 6pm, with the grace and help of loved ones, I was at the airport getting
