Here I come. In one week from now, I'll have moved back to Denmark after living abroad for far too long. I'm still looking for a place and still attracting and evaluating professional options but my bags are packed and, there on the coffee table, see that? Yes, I have the ticket too.

Our two cats are also moving, but only to my in-laws' place in Italy as a temporary measure. Or until my mother in law gets tired of cat poo the placement of which approximates what you'd get piping /dev/urandom into gnuplot.

Chiara is taking a job in Rome. We fly back to Europe, and then our paths diverge. I fly on to Kastrup, she drives home with her cats from Malpensa. With a bit of luck, we'll manage to minimize the time till we are living in the same country together again (anyone got good suggestions for a human development/microfinance/udviklings/bistands arbejde type of gig in København for her?).

Pas på Danmark, jeg er på vejen tilbage!