Let me tell you about the two weeks of torture in Denmark. Okay, maybe not torture but, the first day was. Anyways, we started by driving for like what, an hour and 40 minutes until we hit the taxi car park at 120 miles per hour. We hopped on a taxi and it drove us to the front of the airport and then as soon as we got to the airport security, I was already dying of old age in the queue. We got out of security while everyone had grown a beard and we waited for another 100 years until the plane started boarding. We got on the plane with another metre added to the length of our beard all while our hair turned grey and we had wrinkles on our fingernails.
On the plane, we played computer games for two hours straight, but honestly, if you ask me, it didn’t feel long at all due to the fact that we had flown to New York and it took 8 hours. We got off the plane at 11:30pm and it took half an hour to get out of the Danish airport and to the car park. My dads younger brother Toby (the middle child) picked us up.
We got to my dads parents house at 01:00 in the morning and my dad slept with us for the night. Remember how I said the first night was torture? Well that is because we spent two weeks in Denmark… ALONE!!! It was bad at first but for my brother Samson, he had been to Denmark alone before when he was like 5 years old! Obviously, I didn’t want to go because I’m a scaredy cat and I couldn’t live without my mum at the time so, little old me stayed home while my only brother (at the time) who I got my entertainment from went away, for a week! I was so sad and my mum called nanny (who Samson was staying with) every day just to say hi. Anyways even though I am 9 years old, I cried on the first night.
A few days of simple life in Denmark went by, and then we went to Legoland. If you didn’t already know, the English copied the Danish about Legoland and built one themselves. And that is why the Danish Legoland is 72% better that the English one. So what do we learn, that copying will not get you anywhere, and that it is not a good thing to do at all.
My dads other brother, Jake (the youngest out of the three) picked us up after a week with my grandparents. When we were there we went to a place called Tiberly, and it is the best theme park that we have ever been to in our life! There was this one ride we went on twice which was super intense called the Windbreaker. It was actually the first roller coaster that I have been on that has a loopty loop. It started with a bit where it goes vertically upland then down at 92* so it literally goes in a bit then into the loopty loop, and then it spins in every direction known to mankind for the rest of the pooping ride!
After, we did some ministry in Danish so that was really fun, because we have to stay spiritual! We also had dinner at Toby’s house once and we had rice pudding but the Danish version. The littlest cousin who is soon turning 3, ate three portions of it while his older brother who is 5 could barely even finish his second portion. We had so much fun. Then Jake dropped us off to my mums side of the family and we went to a kind of olden days place. We saw how the Scandinavians a long time ago lived. We saw a sort of old summerhouse thing and it looked like this.
It was so much fun and I hope to speak to you guys soon, so until then, peace out!