Last night Mikkel's girlfriends threw a "Jule Frokost" (translation: Christmas lunch) for me so I could fully understand the Danish tradition of eating too much pickled herring, drinking too much schnapps, and opening presents with a knife and fork. I guess when it's this dark for so long, you have to figure out someway to have a good time. And since I don't remember the last half of the night, besides Madonna's Immaculate Collection, I guess I did.
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