An antipodes' panorama

Day 80:

I have managed to infiltrate and blend with the Danes like a quaintly accented spy a la "Gex 3: Deep Cover Gecko". They do not suspect I'm trying to eat them out of bacon and pastries (the staple foods of a typical and quintessential Dane) and emasculate their men (on and off the rugby pitch), undermining their entire society and leaving it vulnerable to an Australia invasionary force.

In addition to these Alpha objectives, some supplementary objectives have been achieved by the Whitemare (me).


Things such as attending the ballet, pictured here (and various foods obvs):

Le ballet

MY homemade raw, vegan unbaked kage

Just killing Peta at Brick Stack (jenga for those not in a topsy turvey world)

cheeky økologisk aftenfest

Also my cousin came to visit and proceeded to be kicked out of the lowliest club in the entire country. Just exemplifying that being drunk and belligerent is inherently genetic and that I should probs stop resisting it. She did jump the fence with my kitchen-mate Ane, drunk/short/white ninja girls clumsily rolling and boosting each other of a metre high fence (and both having the war wounds to show for it). On the upside of that low key tuesday we ate some amazing shwarma/donner/kebab/yiros/gyro and chocolate on the go. I also verbally committed to my cousins now 3 person band English for runaways, consisting of a keytarist, ukulele and me the accordion player. Should be a winner.

playing a few more rugby matches also. sneaky pre-game selfy.

Also my fair share of TV shows and studying have been undertaken. Im also becoming a adequate chef (ladies..), guided mostly by re-runs of the 90's television masterpiece Iron Chef!

Now off to lunch before i go catatonic and the entire last 3 years have been for naught.

Wolfman checking out of the Danger Zone, over.