One of my favourite things is to travel. Oh and especially, these days, with planes. Might have something to do with the fact that i fly about every second month after I moved to Copenhagen. And despite the fact that I am praying to buddha and jesus and whomever else that might be prayable to - not to die in one of the oh too many ways to die horribly when in a plane, I manage to enjoy it very well. What I also love, is traveling with the train. I do have the perfect train-travel-picture of me sleeping on Bt's shoulder on our way home from Morocco. But I am too tired to try and find it on my evermessy computer right now, so that'll have to be for next chapter of my "one of my favourite things"-series. No I am not making this into a thing. Or maybe I will!!! OHO! I think I just gave myself an idea right in the middle of the writing here guys. So cool.