So, Haribo macht Kinder froh. Sometimes, staring into the Haribo gummi packages I start to think, wistfully to myself, how wonderful it would be to live in the Wonderful World of Haribo. I'd be surrounded with happy children and gummi bears and all sorts of delicious gummi creatures. The sun would always be shining and we would have adventures for gummi treasure that would be rewarding and lecker.
I actually thought all of this today when I ran out of gummis. I was looking into the empty package and wondering what a life in that wonderful world would be like.
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I don't want to know what a world without gummis would be, or the hot dog stands that are around copenhagen, because they keep me fed when I'm too lazy to go unlock my refrigerator.
I am taking classes in English, but also an intro to Danish class. The fucking language makes NO SENSE whatsoever, and the minimal German I've had keeps coming out. For instance, I keep adding "und" or "danke" when I should be saying something along the lines of "oh" (with funny letters and spelled wrong), and "tak." Nothing is spelled right, and if there is an o with a slash through it, it means to take out four syllables in the word, but knowing which ones those are is a crapshoot.
I might actually have to go to Berlin in October. I have two weeks of travel time, and the cheapest way for me to get to places like Barcelona, Fez, and London is to take a train to Berlin and fly RyanAir. I will definitely be going to Paris and most likely London, though.
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