Today is the last day of my first year living in Denmark. I arrived in Copenhagen on the 19th of September 2018.
I’ve learned some Danish but I still am limited by my vocabulary and inability to distinguish words in spoken speech. It’s hard to understand people when everyone mumbles fast.
I’ve kayaked almost 500 kilometers and count myself as a beginner. My balance is better than it was but I have a lot of work ahead to teach my aging body the rhythms of wave and wind and stroke.
I’ve eased in. My transition year is over. Now, only need to figure out next. All the nexts.