Back in Danske

Today we caught a bus, then another bus, then a plane, then a bus, then a train, then a bus, and finally got home.
'twas an early start. So early in fact, that I put my apple juice in a mug and my coffee in a glass...

Doh! I can't remember what I ate either. We had to race to get the bus to the airport and the plane to Billund was somewhere out on the tarmac so we had to get another bus to the plane.

Goodbye Helsinki

One of these days we will have to actually go into Helsinki. So far we have only seen the airport in the four times we have been there.

We landed in a sunny Billund which was nice. Not so nice having to lug our broken luggage onto a bus to Vejle, then a train to Horsens then a bus to the university.

We lost a wheel going to London, then another going to Helsinki. Considering I also paid for an extra bag that never showed up on the booking, I now have enough evidence for a formal complaint so maybe I can get a new bag from the airline! Watch this space!

So sunny Dansk. Once we unpacked and so on, we went for a walk to get some food. Spring has been busy while we have been waking to -12 degrees in Lapland...

Just another morning in Lapland!

T-Shirts!!!!!!

Lapland was a FANTASTIC experience made especially so by the generosity, and wonderful company of Tiina and Seppo. They had asked their family members for equipment so we didn't have to hire it, they brought enough food to feed an army and Tiina treated us to some delicious dinners, and they wouldn't hear of us paying towards the accommodation.
And they were such good fun! We had loads of laughs throughout the week and loved every minute with them. I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful penfriend-turned BFF!

So now its back to work. I had thought I might do some while I was away but didn't factor in the full on experiences that Lapland (and Tiina and Seppo) have to offer. The only thing we didn't catch were the Northern lights which are totally unpredictable apparently. Oh, and a reindeer sleigh ride to meet Santa. Maybe next time. In the meantime I have brought home a bruise to be proud of, a head full of warm fuzzy memories, and about a million and a half photos and videos to look back on. As always I think that one day I will sort through and cull them down to the best of the best. But I never do. And in years to come I can relive this week again and again. 

From my fall on day 1

Biker chicks!