My last day...

My last day in Copenhagen and all I have to remember it is this really awful picture of me in a viking hat on my doorstep. I spend most of the day at the airport so there's not much to say about my actual day, but I know I'm really going to miss this place I called home for a few weeks. During these few weeks I've tried things totally new to me and had to face a lot of my fears like heat, strangers, and heights, but I know that it was all worth it. I made amazing friends, who I know way too much about from late night talks, and realized how the American way is definitely not the only way. So yeah I had a pretty amazing time.