One week was all we got. The eldest flew in from Denmark, slept in, partied with friends, ate a bagel or two, some nice chicken, and off he went to Santa Cruz. No more Danish Culture. No more papers that explore Viking weaponry. (Still not sure how he pulled that off.) No more pub crawls. No more tall, blonde, Copenhagen shiksa goddesses. No more of that. Done. Back to work now. Two more quarters and then, a college grad. Onward.
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