I'm traveling to Denmark alone...

and I'm as nervous as I am excited: I've never been anywhere by myself where English is not the primary language spoken. But Rika, who is my awesome, wonderful artist friend from Camp---and who visited me last year---is having an art show opening on June 19th in Denmark which will be really cool to attend, and anyway it's about the only time my free-time matches up with her schedule, so I splurged on a ticket (I could have gotten a much cheaper one, but because of time limitations and my desire to avoid as many complicated transfers as possible, I paid extra to take a direct flight from Birmingham airport [distance and significance-wise, Wolverhampton is to Birmingham as Everett is to Seattle]) and found a hostel and will cross my fingers that I won't get hopelessly taken for a ride.

 Rika and Rusty Shackleford, February 2009