It seems like the first challenge of moving to an island like Samsoe is actually getting there. The moving company that I have hired for an extensive amount of money was supposed to show up at 6 am in order to catch the morning ferry at 8.50 am. They never showed up and when I called them their response was: Ooops, we thought the job was tomorrow. Hopefully they will remember tomorrow. I don’t think I need any more excitement of that kind right now.
In 13 days from now I will start my new life at the small Danish island called Samsoe. And believe me – it’s a VERY big step for me being the incarnated city girl who has been passionately in love with Copenhagen my home for more than twenty years.
But I have decided that the time has come to challenge the urban image and explore new dimensions of life and myself.