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I am excited these days. On Thursday I’ll board the ship to Denmark – and I look forward to two days at sea, riding the North Atlantic waves back home. And I’m looking forward to give my parents and my brother megatons of hugs!

I have been away from Denmark for several months (since July 2008), and my family and friends are calling me, writing me, messaging “when will you come home?”

I feel loved. And I feel grateful, for having such wonderful people around me.

Next week is also something I’m looking forward to – a trip to Nuremberg, meeting cyber-friends for the first time outside cyberspace.. I can’t wait! And the occasion is a concert with my favourite composer/singer/musician Roger Hodgson.

Some may ask why I just keep attending these shows, and the answer is pretty obvious: I love the music! And his concerts are very special, an experience you shouldn’t miss, so if you have the opportunity, then go for it! 😀

And another wonderful thing: it’s been so long since last trip (except a short visit in London, a trip to Northern Germany and Sweden) to a new place in Europe. Latest big trip was to Prague almost ten years ago (omg!) and that’s a city I will never forget. Prague is amazing, and I’ll have to visit it again someday.

When I was there, I traveled by train, and so I will do also this time – it’s cheap, and the train goes non-stop from Copenhagen, Denmark. Perfect. It takes 10 hours, so I’m happy to travel by night, and hopefully get some sleep while going south.

That’s a life I love: me, a backpack, travel tickets and Roger Hodgson tix in my pocket. The only thing missing is my boyfriend by my side, but he’s busy these days.

(Oops, I didn’t call my boyfriend a “thing” did I?)

First of all, I’m looking forward to a couple of days on the ocean. One of my favourite places on the Planet 😉

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What I saw when I stepped out my door today, was fantastic. The smell of flowers, the sound of singing birds – and not a cloud on the sky. And it is warm. So warm that I had to go inside again, and leave my jacket there, so I went outside just wearing a t-shirt for the first time this year. It difficult to get used to, as the last months, since September, we have had to wear woolen sweaters, jackets, scarfs, gloves and raincoats. So no wind, 20C/68F and sunny weather feels incredibly hot.

My uncle is married to a lovely woman from Guatemala, and they moved to Denmark two years ago. I once asked her, if it’s hard to live here with the dark winters and cold weather. “No” she said. Because in Guatemala, they don’t have the spring, and they don’t have the long summer days with their bright nights. The winter in Denmark is a bit rough, but she has her family, her husband, her kids – she doesn’t think much about the winter. “But” she said, the spring is fantastic..

Which led us to talking about God, as she is a strong believer – “look at the first flowers in the spring. So perfect, so pure, and so beautiful. Only a God can create a world like this! And that is only the beginning – then everything is blooming, and birds starts singing.” She is right. I took this picture few weeks ago – and watching those small flowers and a bee, just made me so happy.

And it leads me to another thing about the spring that I love. The beech. You can almost say, that the beech is a tree, that every Dane loves – because its first, light green leaves tells us that finally, the winter is over. The beech is even mentioned in Denmark’s national hymn:
 “There is a lovely land, with beeches green about her, encircled by the sea”

And of course, I was also out taking a picture of those beautiful trees:

And my uncle’s wife is right – it is a miracle every year!

Of course, I’m in Denmark these days, but I will soon be back to the Faroe Islands. The climate there are rougher, wetter more windy – but it has its beauty as well. All the small lambs playing around the mountainsides, the buttercups, and millions of birds. 3.5 millions birds actually – and only 48.000 people. And the spring there means that I can go hiking, fishing, sailing and all that again. I can’t wait to go back there to the middle of the wide ocean.

Even though I have enjoyed the beautiful springtime in Denmark, I thank God, that I soon will be home again. I can’t wait to see views like these again! *sigh* 😀

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Sometimes I ask myself a deep question: where is home? Home used to be Denmark for 24 years, until I decided to leave it behind me, looking forward to a future in the Faroe Islands. And I felt at home from the first day in my own house in my new village.

But I remember myself moving the last stuff out of my flat in Roskilde, and me listening to Roger Hodgson’s album “Open the Door” for the first time while painting the walls. I had tears in my eyes; one tear of sadness of leaving Denmark, and one tear of happiness when thinking of the future with the man I love. It was kind of ironic, to listen to “Say Goodbye” for the first time in this situation, but it kind of comforted me when listening to the lines “Say goodbye to the old way, say hello to a new day
Well if you want your freedom, oh where’s your freedom?
On the road that lies before you, that is all you need to know, let go”

Not that this song is about moving from one place to another (not literally, I mean), it’s rather about that changing ones life sometimes involves difficult decisions. In my case: leaving family, friends and home behind me to start a new life.

So where am I now? It’s easy to answer: I LOVE the Faroe Islands, it was a very good decision to live there. I have never in my life had so much peace in my mind, because I’m surrounded by all those things I love: mountains, hills, valleys, rivers, never-setting sun in the summer, cosiness with lovely faroese people in dark winter nights, fresh air… freedom. Even though I’ve been through a rough time, my ability of staying calm and focused (thanks to the beauty of mother nature, as shown on the pic on top of this page) keeps me going. So where am I? – I am home.

But still. I’ve been in Denmark for a long time now, to study and work. I’ve mostly lived at my Dad’s home, even though I get along with both my (divorced) parents. But daddy is a great friend, and to listen to him playing his good ol’ Gibson (for those interested: Gibson “The Paul”, 78) while studying reminds me of sweet childhood days and I feel.. well.. at home!

Technically, Faroe Islands is a part of Denmark (which kind of annoys me) so there’s no such thing as “Faroese citizenship” – my passport remain Danish. And since I grew up there, my roots are Danish. The Faroe Islands should be independent (a completely different topic and discussion), because they have their own language, culture, and all in all a different identity. They are Faroese indeed – not Danish. I don’t care about myself when it comes to the identity part of moving, as I see myself more or less as a “world citizen”,  but a Faroese guy told me, which I’ll never forget:

“Anina, are you sure you don’t have Faroese ancestors? You speak Faroese perfectly, you love living here, you join chain dances, sail, hike and enjoy Faroese foods.. you are Faroese!” 😀 “Nei” I said, because I grew up in Denmark. “Well” he said – “then you’re a Faroedane!”

That does sound cool!

But it doesn’t change, that when I’m in the Faroe Islands (home) I miss Denmark (home) and when I’m in Denmark, I miss the Faroe Islands. I guess that will never change. I guess I have to look on the bright side – I’m very fortunate to have people around me who cares about me, and where ever I am; home is where the heart is.

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I must say that one bad thing about living up north, is the long, cold and dark winters – I’ve never thought much about it, but for some reason, this winter has been tough. Maybe it’s because that I’m used to the winter in Denmark – it’s dark, and I’m used to that – but the Faroese winter is even darker. And there are these winter storms, with wind speeds at 134 mph ( 60 m/s) as we had few weeks ago. And all the rain… yuck.

But today I saw something that made my spirit laugh.. the snowdrops! When they are here, we now that winter is almost over, and the light is returning. It’s the same magic every year. They’re a bit early this year, but we’ve had a mild winter – guess that explains it.

Maybe it sounds silly – but this flower reminds me every year, that brighter and warmer times are coming. Soon I’ll be walking down the streets with an ice cream in one hand, and my boyfriend’s hand in my other hand 😉 Thank you for this little reminder, dear snowdrop.

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