Superbowl

So I arrived in Flagstaff and it's snowing here. Crazy.

However, first I need to tell you about a unique experience I had yesterday. Because of my new and tattooed friend Amanda I got to celebrate Sunday Superbowl at a private home. and not any private home either. Amanda took me to spend it with some friends of hers that used to be useless, but now live on the outskirts of Vegas. Visiting them was worth this whole trip. They were such warm people and by the time I left we had all become friends and the woman of the house, katrina, even gave me a shirt and a Saints scarf, so I could always remember. I also got a lot of great questions about Denmark like if it was the capital of Belgium and if it wasn't right next to Spain? My favourite one, however, was if we have cats and dogs in Denmark, too? To this I replied that, yes, we do, which established that it was just like America then. I loved those people, and I love Amanda who I will absolutely miss on my way further into this land.

But I am now in Flagstaff and in an actual hotel even (sitting in the lobby right now). I've been looking around for a little while and I think I like it here. One thing is for sure: the people are so nice. I got the warmest welcome when I arrived here and walking down the street i must've looked cold because suddenly a man stopped me to give me his gloves. It looked like I needed them more, he said.

Catch you later guys. I'm off.