Quoting Bon Jovi is oddly appropriate here. There's a sentence I never thought I'd say. But yeah- Bon Jovi, New Jersey, the place that I live- get it? Super clever.
Anyway, I know it's long overdue, but I'm finally getting around to posting about my trip home. I just want to share some pictures from the place I'm lucky to call my home.
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| Time for a walk in the woods. |
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| A beautiful lake, in New Jersey. |
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| Impossible you say? False. There's more to this place than the shore. |
Going home reminds me exactly how much I love nature and miss being near it. Distance from real wilderness is the biggest bummer about living in Copenhagen. Denmark is not exactly the most rugged country in the world.
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| Apparently fishing without a permit has been illegal for quite some time. |
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| Looks like a nice place for a picnic. |
Probably the oddest thing to experience going home is the propensity for for small talk. It's oddly alarming when a cashier starts a conversation with you. Monetary transactions here follow a set script. Cashiers tell you your total, ask if you want a receipt, and that's it. Occasionally you'll get a 'have a good day' or a 'have a nice weekend', but those are only for special occasions.
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| A little piece of Kinnelon history. There are initials on this tree from the 60s. |
It's crazy the ease with which it's possible to slide back into life at home, just like you never left. Going home feels like the most natural thing in the world. I highly recommend it.
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| Last but not least, some of my wonderful family. Love you guys! |
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