We walked to the center today....a beautiful sometimes clear, sometimes cloudy stroll through this city. The buildings are old and the streets are sometimes narrow and winding, but it is a grand old city. There are always a lot of people walking, a lot on bicycles, a great many on buses, and a few in cars...but too many nevertheless. On the days we have a car, we actually opt to walk the distance to the store to buy groceries, even when we have a lot to buy. Driving around here can be a little scary....all these road signs I am unfamiliar with, bicyclists who drive with break-neck speed (they make turning right an iffy proposition), pedestrians who are fearless and few-to-no places to park. So.....we walk!
We walked part-way home tonight and went shopping - again. I know what you're thinking....who is eating all this food? So far this week, we have been shopping for the great and wonderful meal last night at the center. Tonight, we shopped for ourselves - and hopefully it will last a few days. I purchased plenty of butter, sugar, flour, what we hope is brown sugar and eggs. I guess you know what I am going to be doing with those....cookies! ..to take to the center on Sunday evening. We have our own (YSAs) Sacrament meeting once a month (they also attend their own during the day). What meeting can't be improved by chocolate chip cookies?
We took the bus home from a couple of blocks away from the grocery store. What a ride! In the dark, and on narrow streets crowded with parked cars, that driver had to be speeding....we were kind of thrown around as he wove his way along the road. It was kind of fun.
It is getting dark now by 6, and the wind was blowing....I am be,ginning to understand what they say about the cold....and it isn't cold yet. We have almost 2 months now before we get to the shortest day, and soon Denmark will go off daylight savings - which means it is going to be getting dark much earlier. Whew!
While I was putting away the groceries, I came upon something that is going to make my life a little easier.
This little mini-food processor was in a bag at the very bag of the pan cupboard. I pulled it out along with all the other attachments, cleaned them up, plugged it in, held my breath and pushed the button! It works! Hallejeulah! In a place like this, where missionaries have lived for several years, things are purchased and abandoned when the missionaries go back to the States. The plug is wrong for America, and besides who wants to take up valuable suitcase space with a worthless food processor, a Danish book, or any appliance that is made for Europe. Thanks to someone, I didn't have to buy a hairdryer! I am also the proud owner of a pair of black tennis shoes...they are old and broken in, but they work great for all the walking we are doing and keep my feet and ankles from getting sore, and a fuzzy red, white and black robe (I didn't bring a robe). So I feel a little like Maria in "The Sound of Music".....being the recipient of the goodness of others.,,,and I am grateful. Wow...what serendipity!
Perhaps now, this newest find will handle all those pesky onions I see myself chopping for the next two years. Now, Erin, I can actually imagine making potato dill soup!
Hi - You are SO blessed to have found that food processor (and the shoes & robe).
ReplyDeleteNothing will stop you now! We walked to the store when we were on our mission (in Omaha) too. It was a mile - and arms got tired by the time we climbed up the stairs to our apartment - but it was great exercise. As always, love & prayers, Judy