Ouu a picture.
Tangible evidence that I am actually in Sonderborg and not just making up this blog.
So this beauty is the harbour front and probably the prettiest street in Sonderborg. It still wows me that I'm actually here and I'm actually doing this because for a while this summer it didn't really seem like it was going to happen.
And come to think of it, on the plane ride from Montreal to Munich it didn't think it was going to happen because I thought I was going to die in a plane crash. Seriously, I might never get on a plane again after turbulence like that. I digress.
So life is going well so far. But I feel like I'm sitting in the middle ground of the calm before the storm. We were told during our exchange orientation day at Mt. A that we would have a period of culture shock. Meaning there would be a significant period of time where all the cultural differences would really become noticeable and we would start to hate our lives and feel alone.
Wonderful.
And I keep expecting this breakdown to hit because knowing the scale of my breakdowns, it could be bad. However, I feel nothing yet. As Rihanna would say, just living ma life (eh ehhh, eh ehhh, eh ehhh)
Oh god, I'm one beer in for the night and I'm making Rihanna references. Good sign or bad sign? Anyone's call.
Anyway I will be blogging tomorrow about the whole weekend because it was a doozy, and I'll keep ya posted on this culture shock timebomb that I am.
Peace out.
PS. APPRECIATE THE PICTURE
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