My arrival
On Monday, the 25th of
August, 12.15 am, in the Nice airport, I take on board the plane to Copenhagen,
the stewardess, like the luggage controller, mistook me for a Danish guy and
talked to me in Danish…I didn’t get it !!!
On Monday, the 25th of
august, in the fly SK716 of Scandinavian Airlines System, everywhere in the
plane there are some fair-haired people speaking a language I don’t know for
the moment, beside to me, there are two quite fat Danish looking at FHM and
Tuning Magazine in Danish…how unlucky I am, I’d rather speak discuss with the
girl ahead.
On Monday, the 25th of
august, the plane takes off, the sky is not really blue, in two hours I will be
at
On Monday, the 25th of
august, the plane flies over
The
I’m a little bit early, so I
make a little trip around the central station. It’s windy but it is not so much
cold, but I should have brought a coat because I think that September will be
very fresh…
A little fair-haired boy,
around 20 years old, goes straight on me, cross me and ask the person behind me
(a quite tall brown-haired with baggage) if his name is Maxime…Error, Hey
Martin, I’m here !!! Every body mistakes me for a Danish guy,
I should change the colour of my hair…
Martin is very nice, but he
speaks English too much fast, all Danish do it, so I ask him to slow because it’s
double Dutch… So, perhaps, in two months, I will speak like him… After
explaining me how to take the bus, metros and trains in
Miss Grinsted
Jytte comes to pick us to the Holte
station in car, a Citroen C3!!! It reminds me
Miss Grindsted
proposed to me a tea and we discussed about stuff. She is very nice and speaks
a little bit French but I prefer when she speaks English because I
understand…!!
Ok, it’s