Good question. Thought I was back in Brazil and in Arubinha for a while today. Took my purple beauty for a drive in the sun and came by the lagoon at Amager Strand on the way home. Had to blink a few times and almost pinch my arm, but all true - some twenty kites in the air (and a few struggling in the water), nice water and picture perfect set-up with the sun setting in the background. Stood on the beach for a bit, dreaming myself away to warmer latitudes and sun block 60. But despite not being on the water even, my ears started to scream for a beanie after a while and I was thrown back to reality and Copenhagen. When I saw the kites, being in the process of buying a flat, which is a giant leap for mortgage-free-until-now-me and packed with grown-up-points, suddenly felt a lot less scary than just before. Think this will be a good summer. Only question left is what will happen first? Me finding my wet suit in the chaos of boxes at the storage place or the water getting warm enough not to need one? Was it box number 29? Or 47 perhaps? Not sure.
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