A Long Way To Go For Coffee

I may or may not have mentioned this in the past, but I regularly eat lunch with the managers of my department. It's not a strategic suck-up thing, it's more of a force of habit. When I was in co-op I was occasionally the only student in the whole company, and so when it was lunch time, I would sit and eat with my supervisor. So it just happened naturally. It's also more about convenient timing (they just happen to eat lunch at the same time I do).

Anyway, we were eating lunch today, chatting and laughing as usual (these ladies crack me up all the time...we're the noisiest table in the cafeteria). There was a sort of lull in the conversation, and I decided to embark on a new topic.

"So...I'm going to Europe in May."

"WHAT?" was the general reaction. Then Renata made a note of how casually I just dropped this information into the conversation, as though I were saying, "I'm going out for coffee." I guess I didn't realize how big of a deal this is. But yeah, I suppose I did say it with about as much enthusiasm and excitement as a girl who was going to the mall. Okay, maybe even less than that.

But the fact is, I really am extremely excited about this trip. My last European conquest was concentrated in France. This time I'm taking on the UK and Denmark. I know what you're thinking...Denmark?? But my plan of attack for this continent has consistently been focused on places where I know someone who's there. In this case, it's my cousin who's working in London for a couple of years and my friend who's studying in Copenhagen. Things haven't been completely finalized yet, but I'm already counting down the days when I'll be jetting off over the Atlantic yet again. The logistical planning has been going on for a couple of weeks now, timing everything so that every available moment is being effectively used to experience these countries. Maybe I'll even have a free minute to get a coffee. Or a Danish. (ha ha)

"This could be the end of everything, so why don't we go somewhere only we know"