I wake up at a quarter to eight, that’s perfect. We crawled in a bit later yesterday, as I infected mom with the Words of Wonders virus and we spent the whole evening playing on my phone. Getting quite far in the butterfly tournament! Breakfast is leftover bread with olive oil, grapes and cherry tomatoes.… Continue reading Fine arts
I wake up around seven, I can tell mom is awake as well by the light of her phone coming through the frosted glass door, so we confer briefly and decide to get up. We have some crackers and dark Belgian chocolate for breakfast and spend the early morning looking up plant info for the… Continue reading Guggenheim
I wake up at five thirty, but manage to fall asleep again. We get up around seven and start sorting out our stuff. Most of mom's bike stuff is already gone with the DHL Freight shipment and I travelled here with the big suitcase half empty, but it will be a tight fit with all… Continue reading Copenhagen summary
Up at seven, as usual. Since we'll be going out by bike today and want to optimize, we're having breakfast at the hotel. I take an egg from a basket, wondering if it's hard or soft boiled and discover it's not boiled at all. There's both a boiling and a cold water bath and instructions… Continue reading To Ordrupgaard
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