Or, more or less just came back.
We went there for my mom's birthday and decided to stay for a few extra days to spend time with family, and work on some projects.
Spend time with family we did, but the projects stayed in our one suitcase, and i actually think that was for the better.
I had no idea how much i needed a break until we got there and although he'd be reluctant to admit it, i'm sure Allan needed one too.
We took a lot of walks, and me and my mom went swimming every day.
We had good food, mostly leftovers from the party, and my mom taught herself to make a mean pina colada, so we had a few of those too.
And we collected skulls and boiled them on an outdoor stove right up until the moment we had to leave.
I had the absolute weirdest dreams all week, but no anxiety whatsoever, so that felt like a good tradeoff.
Whenever i'm in Bisserup, i get this sneaking suspicion that i'm actually meant to live by the sea, but it's too late for that now that i'm an inlander.
But that's ok.
Coming home to Berlin, even though i'm still not quite used to this being the place-i-come-home-to, and i still refer to both Denmark and Berlin as "home", was really nice too.
We skipped Copenhagen this time, as much as we could.
Went straight from the airport to the central station to change trains, and from there to the country, and we did the same on the way home.
It's not that i can't handle Copenhagen, or i don't want to see people there, i just really didn't wanna deal with it this time around.
Our visit in May, and staying at a hotel, was just too weird, and since then, i just haven't felt like visiting.
I guess i was just so tired of Copenhagen for so long, and to really get over that, i need more time and more distance between me and the city i got so sick of.
It's not you, Copenhagen, it's me!
Anyway, it was great to spend time with my parents and the rest of the family, my nephew in particular.
And swimming in the ocean, not that there's anything wrong with lakes, was pretty fucking wonderful too.
Here are some pictures, mostly of water, which i guess reveals the one thing i could use a little more of in Schöneberg.
There are some of my mom and dad too, of Allan playing the drums for the first time in like 15 years, and Gilbert also playing the drums and being adorable in general, of Lucifer on a boat and me being a fatty on the beach.
Oh, and my mom is exhibiting her water color paintings in their art gallery at the moment.
Even though it's basically her gallery, this is the first time in many years she's had her own work on display, and it's a beautiful show, with lovely paintings of the local scenery.
There's no website, but should you find yourself on southwestern Sjælland, the address is Galleri Stalden, Bisserup Havnevej 62, 4243 Rude.