A few weeks ago, I was so stressed out about so many things, and I was having a meltdown about something insignificant because whatever it was, was the last straw. I told Andy I needed a change of scenery, needed to take my mind off all the things pulling at it.
In general, I do not like French food. It’s too fancy, and sometimes too weird, for me. So when my friend Rachel said she wanted to go to Paris while she came to visit me, I decided a food tour might be a good way to introduce her to French cuisine as well as give me a fresh perspective on it.
My friend Christine from college lives in England and I haven’t seen her since my wedding. I had been hoping for a chance to visit her since we both live on this side of the pond now, and I finally got that chance in June. Andy was hiking in England, and I scheduled a couple days with Christine after my visit to Copenhagen.
Denmark is not a cheap country. It’s not the most expensive country in Europe, but it’s towards the top of the list. It’s also really pretty, at least from the little I saw while I was there. Definitely a country I’d return to if the opportunity came up. I spent three nights in Copenhagen and did several activities to make the most of my short visit.
I recently checked off a new country by visiting Denmark. I didn’t have a lot of time, but I got a good feel for Copenhagen and I wouldn’t mind returning someday. I was invited to stay at Copenhagen Downtown Hostel for a few nights, and it turned out to be a great central location to base my exploration of the city.
I’ve started making it a habit to look for food tours everywhere I travel. They’re fun, and I find them to be a really interesting way to try new foods and learn about the food culture and history of the destination I’m visiting. I thought I would find tons of fish dishes listed on the itineraries of food tour companies in Copenhagen, but I quickly learned there’s a lot more to Danish cuisine than fish.
While Andy and his dad were hiking through the Cumbria lake district in England, I was exploring Paris (more on that later) with my friend Rachel, followed by a few days of solo travel in Copenhagen, Denmark. I could tell I was a little rusty at solo travel almost as soon as I landed in Copenhagen. The metro ticket machine confused me, I almost got on a train instead of the metro, I couldn’t figure out if I needed to validate my ticket, and I got lost several times trying to find my hostel because I’m not good with maps. So I gave myself permission to do almost nothing once I finally got to my room.
The waiter brought over my Pad Thai, and Andy and I dug into our meals. Neither tasted authentic or overwhelmingly delicious, but the flavors were decent enough for what we were looking for – inexpensive and short walking distance from home.
What we hadn’t bargained for was the food poisoning that hit us both a few hours later.
Morocco was supposed to be our real vacation during the winter. Sure, we spent a few months in Italy and Spain, but we were mostly working in other places. Andy and I planned a work-free, laptop-free trip to Morocco for about two and a half weeks as a chance to relax and go someplace a little more adventurous. As I talked about previously, the trip was not a success and ended it after only five days. But we did see some interesting things during our short trip to Morocco.