Friday night I went to dinner at my visiting family’s house foe the second time. They live in a nice area of the city and have two kids, a 14-year-old girl and 12-year-old boy. The mom is a great cook (almost as good as my own mother) and I really enjoy spending time with them.
Yesterday I meet my Danish network person, which is basically just a friend and another way to get to know the Danes. She is only 18 but from the way she acts and looks I would have thought she was 25.
The Danes are known to be rude and to them selves. I definitely agree. We were warned that they don’t say excuse me on the bus or make attempts to be friendly. However, all you have to do is ask. Once you make an attempt to ask a question about anything they are more than willing to stop and help as much as possible. The other day I was supposed to get a haircut but when I showed up there was a sign in the door in Danish. My Danish skills thus far were not good enough so I asked the next person who walked past me on the street to help translate.
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