Been thinking these days that in each country visited, I always had a little motto, saying, philosophy that would get me through the day…
In Norway my philosophy was to “take on one humongous hill at a time and don’t think about the next one…” I can’t believe it sometimes that I actually made it over the mountains with all my gear, there were speedy speedy racers going past me wayyyy fast – I must have looked like a snail! But without a doubt the experience was not to be missed and the downhill was incredible. I really couldn’t have done it if I was thinking of the next one – wondering if it should be bigger or smaller? – however wondering if there was a cake & tea shop at the top did occupy my mind often… well every day…every hour… OK every minute!
Sweden was a little different – I had to think what I most spent my time thinking about and in true girly style it was about love. So my philosophy in Sweden was “to enjoy others in love”. It was SO that everyone seemed loved up. There was a deep feeling of jealousy because I had no one to share or shower with affection in these wonderful places but then there was just something so nice about seeing everyone else of all ages being wrapped up in each other like teenagers (especially seeing old people holding hands or giving each other a peck on the lips) and so I began to treasure these moments, without jealousy or sadness and just enjoy.
Now onto Denmark…Well my philosophy about Denmark is only in the beginning stages but I think I have to say that “there is always good in bad luck”. No matter what should happen there is always something good to find in a bad situation if you look for it. It seems that since leaving Hamburg everything that could go wrong came all at once but with a little bit of patience, to try detach myself from the situation (to be an outsider) it really wasnt that bad and in fact there has been much good come out of this – meeting great people, discovering an incredible cake shops and seeing something beautiful.
Where-ever I am though my main philosophy is to pass on a smile to every cyclist using the local dialect “hallo, hey, hey-hey, hej and occassionaly bonjour, hola and hoy” but that’s just for my pure enjoyment to see their faces as you may see that im neither France, Spain or Brazil.

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