Wow. I’m going home on Sunday. This was the last Monday I’m here. How did time go by so fast? And what about all the things I still haven’t done, places I haven’t seen, people I haven’t spend enough time with?
Maybe I’ve inherited some of my dear father’s travel fever because it’s kind of getting to me. I’m starting to feel a bit stressed out about all the stuff – good as well as boring need-to-do stuff – before going home. Must buy last couple of Christmas presents. Must empty room and clean unit. Must also try to not leave this place in too much of a hurry and enjoy the last days here.
I still have two papers that I haven’t finished. One of them is almost done but the other one I unfortunately have to finish back in Denmark. There will not be enough time to finish it within this week. AND survive (or well, just not appreciating being here).
This last weekend was all about goodbye and last party. As a break from papers I think I’ll get some pictures uploaded tomorrow 
Now I have to sleep. Must take good care of myself, have had a very sore throat today and will try to cure it. With sleep. And ginger tee. And all the funny painkillers I can find overhere.
