Bits and pieces

I remember bits and pieces of it. I am becoming that obnoxious person who says tak instead of thank you.

I barely learned any Danish while I was over there. You only need to know a handful of words to get by/pretend you are a local.

We would say the Danish words in bad English accents. Hygge, tak. Funny looking letters and strange sounds.

Now the little I learned is in my head. Six months later and I’m still saying excuse me in Danish. Our brains are funny things.