I left Viborg yesterday morning. I'm fully ready to get home, but there's also a little sadness too. I'll miss people here and the place it's self as well.
I had a great last day of teaching! My students baked me a cake with my face on it... licorice for the beard and such. They also gave me a couple of parting gifts, a knitted hat (a very Danish one) and a little horn for the scooter back home. It was great. Half of them had to leave right after class to get on a bus for Copenhagen. The scene outside was like kids heading off to college or something. Lots of bags and goodbyes... sad but fun.
Later, I and a few other people from the school had a really wonderful dinner with Morton and Michelle. Then there was a party for a couple of birthdays and more fun after that well into the morning. I didn't sleep at all, but that seemed about right for my last day.
In Copenhagen I was greeted by riots and a semi-police state. I'll talk more about that in a later post. For now I'll just say that it's pretty crazy here, but it looks worse on television.
Once I'm home, I'll be able to send out pictures and tell a little more, but I'll head out now to walk around and take a last look around.
Goodbye Danes... I'll be back.
