Holiday Fling

Don’t you just hate them? Anyone who is single and have travelled (solo) somewhere who had a holiday fling (hahahahahahahaha) knows what I’m feeling right now.

Jakob and moi got up early in the afternoon. Imagine waking up to this.

Morning 

I went to the shower after getting up and when I came out of the bath, he served breakfast – 2 red Danish hotdogs.

Hotdogs

Isn’t he sweet? Imagine him getting out of the hotel (and walk 2 – 3 blocks) to go to a hotdog stand, just for me to try these hotdogs.

We spent about 2 hours walking around Copenhagen. We were determined to see the Little Mermaid, rain or… rain.

Kongensnytorv 

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Anchor2

You know where I stand and how I feel about walking (read my previous post about it). This guy, for some strange reason, made me appreciate walking – see sights, hear sounds, smell scents, etc. Walking with him was effortless; I didn’t feel tired and I didn’t even sweat a single bead, inspite of my 2-inch cowboy boots and heavy Birkin bag.

The Little Mermaid was worth it.

Memermaid

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Littlemermaid

We walked for a little bit before having dinner at a Sushi place.

Oh I don’t know what to think/say anymore.

He’s a really nice guy and I wish him the very best. It’s a shame he’s leaving for Sweden tomorrow morning. It’s 8:47PM here in Copenhagen.

God knows whether we’ll meet again or not. Maybe not in the longest time. Who knows.

BTW, he knows his labels too. I’m very impressed. Nothing can beat a young man in a Gucci polo t-shirt and a Hermes Twilly.

Guccihermes

Awwwwww I’m REALLY gonna miss Jakob. He’s really cool.

I’m at a loss on what to say. We’re gonna drink the night off. We’ve got a lot of vodka.

Whatever.

Wish me luck tomorrow. I’ll most definitely have tears… perhaps not on the outside, but definitely inside.

Baboosh!