Sunday, December 23, 2012

Magical times

Oh no.
I can't possibly write this post.
It's been too long, and too much has happened. I've written it several times in my head, usually in the minutes before falling asleep, but of course i can't remember any of those drafts now.
That's too bad, really, cause i feel blank.
I guess start from the beginning?

So, remember that time i moved to Berlin?
Yes, that happened!
We moved into our new house about three weeks ago, after staying with Sarah for a few days, waiting impatiently for our belongings to arrive.
They arrived in more or less perfect condition in two huge containers that it took the movers, and us (of course we ended up helping), about 9 hours to empty.
Yeah, we have a lot of stuff. A LOT.
We stayed at the house as soon as our bed was there, even though there was no kitchen for several days (it's still not complete, but more on that some other time) and the heaters weren't all working.
But it's ok, in my head, i'd imagined the first days being cold, so i almost didn't mind.

We started on the renovations right away.
I'd been pretty worried about the work, seeing as we're used to knowing a bunch of handy people we can call on for help, and we know almost no one in Berlin, but it worked out.
We went to Bauhaus pretty much every other day for the first weeks, hauling home buckets of paint, curtain rods, gravel for the stairs, paint brushes, rolls of plastic, you name it, on the ubahn. And always with a dog in tow, sometimes two.

We painted our bedroom first, then the kitchen, then a few rooms in the shop, then the living room.
Through our tiny network in the city we found a plumber to build our kitchen (there was no water in that room, so it was quite a job we had for him), an electrician to prepare the room for our stove (that will arrive on January 3rd!) and a wallpaper wizard to get started on our many wallpaper projects.
Throughout all the practical work, we found time to decorate and make the house cozy, unpack a gazillion boxes, explore Schöneberg, go to concerts, and in Allan's case, tattoo (although not in the correct room, but hey, that'll happen soon enough).
We also registered at city hall, so we're officially living there now.

I wish i could describe the way i've felt, living there for the first few weeks.
The closest i'll come is perhaps just happiness?
Or... peaceful?
I don't know, but all of my worries about moving were gone from day one.
Me and Allan share this whole new bond, kind of... it's hard to explain, but i love my husband more now.
Making each others dreams come true in this weird and unexpected way, has been really special.
I don't think i've been this excited since... getting my first dog? Visiting Tokyo for the first time?
They don't even compare. It's been like living in a dream, and the only thing that really worries me is that someone will eventually wake me and tell me it's not real.
Finally being at the house we've only visited twice before, the house we've looked at pictures of and tried so hard to decorate before getting there, is just unreal, and yet so comfortable and familiar.
Some days we'll pretty much be high-fiving each other all day, cause we're just so fucking stoked about being there!

The first snow day, the day we discovered the best coffee i've ever had right around the corner from our house, the first coat of paint in the bedroom, getting running water in the kitchen, falling asleep to Lord of the Rings every night after painting and carrying heavy shit up and down the stairs, the first movie night with Sarah, hanging out with two of our good friends from back home who live only a 20 minute bike ride away.
Having all of our decorating ideas come to life, and at the same time, having the place look so different than expected.
There have been so many awesome days, and i wish i could have documented them, but then it wouldn't have been the same.
The internet isolation was part of the magic, and i wouldn't have had it any other way.

I'm in Denmark now, by the way!
In Bisserup, with my family, ready to celebrate Christmas.
But even though i'm glad to be with my family, i still can't fucking wait to be back in Berlin, in my wonderful, wonderful Riesenbunker!

Now, please to enjoy a bunch of random pictures from my two iPhones.
Yes, until my subscription in Denmark has been canceled for real, i'm that person.

Coming from the airport on a one-way ticket

 Flea marketing with my neighbor(-ish!) Sarah

With the house came Dead Bird... a sad story, really 

Movers, before they pretty much collapsed

Snow the day before and the day after moving in... we got lucky!

Random shit everywhere...



Lucifer is pretty used to Bauhaus by now

Bedroom... i keep saying it's more turquoise than blue, but the pictures don't really back that up

Responsible homeowners, uhm, renters

I couldn't believe my eyes when i found this place... coffee, vinyl and pancakes... oh, and they love Lucifer!

It took more than a week for this color to come off


Snow days

At the park

Temporary kitchen storage

Getting wallpaper in Kreuzberg

Still in Kreuzberg... those colors!

I got my first christmas tree! Or, christmas plant... whatever...

I'm honestly so proud of us for all we've accomplished in just a few weeks... hard fucking work, and we still have the backaches to prove it

I was more worried about the ones on the roof right above the door...

Walking to the Rathaus to get our papers

One this day we also found the magical coffee shop

Quite possibly the best ever

Later we got a Nespresso machine on sale, my first one ever, and i am a fan!

I even recreated best-coffee-ever at home

I love my unfinished kitchen

Wow, this post has taken me a couple of hours, cause my phones and computer were being dicks, and we had to eat dinner, and all the while i'm surrounded by my chatty family, so yeah, that took a while and it might not be that coherent!
I'll try to post again soon. Hopefully we'll have internet at the house pretty soon after we get back home.
Home... funny how that doesn't mean Copenhagen anymore, not even a little bit.

Oh, and hey, Merry Christmas, everyone!

Ps. i can't believe i forgot to post a picture of my sci-fi hallway!
Please go check it on instagram. It's glorious.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Postcard from Kreuzberg

I don't actually feel like blogging today (great way to open, i know!), but as we'll be without intermet starting tomorrow, i'm not sure when i'll get the chance again.

We arrived Friday morning.
It was an awful last night at the empty apartment, and an even worse trip down here, but i won't bore you with that.
The important thing is that we got here in time for our meeting with the building manager and real estate lady, and that the meeting went well.
Our friend Sascha from Hamburg was there to translate, and we got two keys to our new home.
The people we're renting from are very German, but so nice and in no way sketchy, and i really appreciate that.

We have had a few opportunities to check out our new area, and i think i like it. I mean, i know i like it already, it's just weird cause i still feel like Kreuzberg, the only neighborhood i'm kinda familiar with, is the center of Berlin, and Schöneberg is just somewhere we go visit.
It's a little strange, but i'm sure it'll all start changing tomorrow when our stuff arrives from Denmark.
Very excited about that!

Yesterday, after a quick trip to Bauhaus for cleaning supplies, we met up at the house with a couple of old friends from Denmark who live here now.
We gave them a tour of the house, and they really loved it.
It's not that i need other people's approval of my new home or anything, but it's just nice when people share our enthusiasm for the place, you know?
We had some lunch, and then we went back to clean the apartment floor.
It wasn't actually that gross, except for a dead bird, which is really more sad than gross, but it still took a while.
Luckily they'd brought their dog Palma, who happens to be Lucifer's best friend from way back, so at least those two were entertained.
We never got around to cleaning the other areas of the house cause it was late and dark when we finished, but i figure we'll have plenty of time for that after we've officially moved in.

So yeah, moving in tomorrow!
It's gonna be strange and exciting to spend the first night there, and not feel like we're just visiting anymore.
It'd be a little easier to explore and adjust if it was spring, but i'm still happy this happened so fast, and that we got to move this year.
I think we're actually pretty rad for pulling it off.

Tonight we're gonna watch some movies with Sarah and the kitties, and probably try to go to bed early so we can be at the house at 8 am, ready to lift some heavy shit!
Just kidding, i'm not gonna lift a single box, but we still need to be there and help with placing stuff and making sure the truck isn't looted.
Ok, there'll probably be a lot of lifting after the movers have gone and we realize everything is in the wrong place, but i'm even looking forward to that a little bit!

Welcome to Germany

The Riesenbunker (that's the official name now!)

 Palma! We're dog sitting her next weekend and we can't wait...

Ok, that was a weird post, butt i'm in such a weird place (not Berlin, like, in my brain i mean) so it's no wonder.
I'm happy, though. Happy to be here and to be moving in to our new home for reals!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012


That's it.
I'm taking 5 minutes to blog, dammit, even if i don't have much to say.

We're still in packing hell.
I am currently at the shop, trying to take care of a few things while completely surrounded by boxes and more stuff that needs to be put into boxes.
It's been hard. It IS hard, and i am never, ever moving house and shop to another country again, with less than two weeks to pack.
Holy shitsnacks is that nowhere near enough, and for two people to handle alone?
No, too much.
But it'll be over soon, making way for entirely new problems, i'm sure, but mostly new adventures.

The stress of packing has brought out some anxiety, and anxiety brings out doubts.
I hadn't had them much before, cause i'm impulsive, i guess, but all of a sudden my brain was asking me if i'd thought this through (somewhat?), if moving to another country was even a good idea (i don't know, time will tell) and telling me, as anxiety brains do, that i can't handle it, it'll be too much, i'll break down or lose my shit eventually.
Sure, that's possible, but not likely. What seems impossible to deal with one day, often doesn't seem like such a huge deal the next.
One day at a time, and i'll be ok.
And Berlin will be fun, and different, and probably very frustrating. And it'll be an adventure.

While packing at home, i found a letter to myself, written during as month i spent in an empty house in Goa with a Danish friend, two British dudes and a stray dog, in 2001.
It was pretty funny, hilarious actually, but it also happened to mention how good i am at adapting to new places.
And it's true, i had completely accepted living in India within two days, and whenever i'm in Japan, i feel like i could stay forever.
Maybe it's different with a place like Germany cause it's still very similar to Denmark, maybe too similar? But in any case, i'm trying to trust in my ability to adapt. Trust that it's still there.
And if not, then i at least still have my favorite dog, and my favorite person, there with me, and anywhere they are can't be that bad.

Someone came in and i lost my train of though, but whatever, i need to get back to packing anyway.

Last week i took 15 minutes out of my day to get a cheap haircut, and that's the best thing i've done for myself in a long time.
I tried no bangs for about a year and a half, but this, super short Vulcan bangs, is what i always come back to.
I feel like i look like myself again.

I'm not sure if i'll have time to post again before the move, so maybe the next post will be from Sarah's apartment where we're staying until our stuff arrives.
Wish us luck.

 Before and after*

*I've been wearing the same work overalls for like a week... Allan and David are calling me a Doozer and believe the look increases my work efficiency!

Friday, November 23, 2012

From my cardboard fortress

Sorry for not being around, but my life solely revolves around boxes and putting things in them these days. Even now, i'm typing from within a fortress of cardboard and bubble wrap.
The movers are coming in less than a week to take every last thing we own and drive it to Berlin.
The next day, we'll be flying down there, with Lucifer, of course.
So yeah, in a week we'll be moving.
How fucking crazy is that?
It's gone from being a faraway dream to being solid fact in no time.
We'll still have a bunch of loose ends in Copenhagen, like an apartment that needs cleaning, and we're still gonna be back here for Christmas, but still... we are moving in a week.

There aren't a lot people i'm gonna miss in Copenhagen, but the ones i'm gonna miss, i'm gonna miss a shit ton.
One of those people, a dear old friend of mine, even contacted a bunch of our friends and my parents, and arranged a surprise breakfast at the shop on Wednesday together with our co-worker David.
So effing sweet! I was pretty moved, and genuinely shocked.
There's no photographic evidence of my face when i unknowingly walked into a kitchen full of people i love yelling "surprise!", but i'm pretty sure it looked a little something like this.
So yeah, those people in that kitchen? Those, and a few select others, i'm gonna miss, and i can't wait for all of them to come stay with us in Berlin.

No current photos this time, but i do have some Japan leftovers, as always, and these aren't even all of them.

Ok, back to packing!

Ps. Don't forget that i'm selling, or giving away, a bunch of clothes, shoes and kitchen stuff this Sunday, so feel free to drop by and say hi, and grab some stuff. You'll be doing me a huge favor!

Monday, November 19, 2012


Hej kære venner og læsere.
Wow, det føles nok super underligt at skrive på Dansk, men da denne post rimelig meget kun henvender sig til lokale giver det der Engelsk jo ikke så meget mening!

Nå, men til sagen!
Som de fleste af jer nok ved, står jeg og skal flytte til Berlin med mand og hund og butik om meget kort tid.
Sådan, rigtig kort tid!
Og selvom jeg meget gerne vil, er det ikke alt jeg kan tage med mig.

Derfor har jeg besluttet at holde Københavns billigste, og sikkert mindste, loppemarked!
Jeg vil sælge (læs: pænt meget give væk for småmønter) tøj, sko, bøger og sikkert også lidt køkkenting (jeg er ikke gået i gang med at pakke køkkenet endnu, så jeg aner ikke hvor meget der bliver tilovers der).
Jeg har selvfølgelig allerede doneret en helvedes masse tøj til Røde Kors, og de har ikke set mig for sidste gang, men jeg har alligevel også en del ting som næsten er for fine til at give væk til fremmede.
Vintage kjoler, overraskende mange ubrugte sko og bukser, tattoo t-shirts og 1000 andre ting er hvad jeg har stødt på indtil videre, og det er kun toppen af isbjerget!
Og hvem ved, måske har Allan også noget at sælge!?
Vi har trods alt også en hel butik der skal pakkes!

Dette flyttesalg vil finde sted på Søndag den 25. November fra kl. 11 til 15* på Absalonsgade 21B på Vesterbro.
Vi vil bage lidt kage (haha, just kidding, vi køber så afgjort noget færdigbagt!) og brygge noget kaffe eller te til dem der kommer, og hvis nogen skulle have lyst til selv at tage en sæk tøj med og bytte med andre, kunne det da også være sjovt!

Det er nok også en meget god lejlighed for folk der kender os, det er der jo nogle læsere der gør, til at komme og sige farvel, for vi får ikke tid til at holde farvel fest eller det der ligner.

Da jeg overhovedet ikke ved hvem der kunne være interesseret i at komme, om nogen, må du meget gerne smide en kommentar eller tweete mig, eller sende en mail til hvis du kunne tænke dig at komme. Men du må også gerne bare dukke op!
Kærester og venner og hunde og babyer er selvfølgelig også velkomne, jo flere jo bedre!

Sig det gerne videre, og del gerne dette indlæg på det der facebook jeg har hørt så meget om!

Et udsnit af vores voksende Silvan fort...

Sorry for the post in Danish, non Danish speakers, it probably won't happen again (at least it's not very likely!)
I'll have a totally normal, probably, post for you guys tomorrow!

* Det blev fra kl. 11 fordi det er det tidpunkt jeg forestiller mig, at ikke b-mennesker gør ting på, og til kl. 15 fordi jeg tror min far skal spille der, og det vil jeg prøve at nå!

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Back home

Ahh, it's, uhm, good to be back.
It is?!
Yeah, it's actually kind of ok.

We came home last night and took the metro out to my parents Copenhagen apartment.
My mom had made a delicious welcome home dinner, and my dad drove us, and our many suitcases home, after eating and catching up.
I'd missed them!
It's not like we've been away long, actually it's been shorter than our usual trips, but sometimes you just miss your family.
And dog, of course!
Lucifer was happy to see us, and we were happy to see him.

We had a decent sleep, and this morning we woke up early and started packing right away.
Well, ok, after having a few obligatory cortados at the coffee shop.
We've pretty much been packing all day, and even though the living room is now full of boxes, there appears to be almost as much stuff as before.
This is gonna be a long and tough process, but hey, we already knew that!

Here are some more iPhone leftovers from Japan, mostly from our last day in Tokyo, and a few from today.
So yeah, maybe it is ok to be back, but damn do i miss Tokyo anyway.
We've been listening to Jpop all day, if there should be any doubts!

 Koi at Sankeien

Shopping at Kiddy Land with Rilakkuma!

My usual at Ootoya

Last day, lunch with my friend Ros in Kōenji

Lunch AND cake

More Kōenji

Hello there, crazy eyes

So apparently there are just enough vegetarians in Tokyo to make a magazine!

Gorgeous sky on the way to Shinjuku to meet Allan and Hata

 I wasn't supposed to do any more shopping, but then we went to gu and Kyary-chan told me to buy a sweater and cause i'm a good little fashion monster, i did

Still on our last day, we went to a friends concert and Allan and Hata created this, ahem, masterpiece


First coffee back home was a good one, obviously

Look at this handsome boy! I swear he got cuter while we were gone...

One thing i'm not enjoying about being back is the cold.
Fuck, did it ever get cold.
Oh, and the fact that the company that was supposed to scrap our car, decided to sell it to a criminal who stole gas and got parking tickets, in our name, wasn't the nicest of surprises either.
It's being taken care of, though, but still so annoying.

Ok, time to pack some more!