The Land of Crazy Weather

So what is one of the things I miss most about Denmark now that we’re (temporarily) living in another foreign country? Believe it or not, I miss the weather.

Now, for those of you living in Denmark who are looking at this with one skeptically raised eyebrow, let me explain. I don’t miss the dark or the constant mist-rain. But I do miss the consistency.

This is what Melbourne’s weather looks like for the next week:

Melbourne Weather

I’m not saying that it’s not nice to see all those happy suns in my future, but those temperatures are all over the place! And this morning, it was pouring rain, so much so that Brian’s tram had to drop him off three stops early because the tracks were flooded.

Suffice it to say, I’ve been spoiled by Denmark’s consistent weather. In Aarhus, I don’t even have to look at the weather forecast  before heading out the door. I just stick my head outside and know it’s going to feel about the same all day long. Here, I have no idea what to wear. Not only do the temperatures swing back and forth between days, but they do so within the days as well. So now as I leave the apartment, I have to make sure I have at least three layers and a scarf with me just in case the wind picks up or the clouds cover the sun and the temperature plummets.

Yep, definitely spoiled. But I miss the predictability of Danish weather.

Oh, and one other thing. The bad thing about traveling so that you experience two springs in one year? Two allergy seasons. The allergies here have hit us. Hard. And I don’t usually have outdoor allergies (unlike Brian, who has them big time), but even I’m sneezing and coughing all over the place. Bleh.


6 Months! And Other Adventures

OK, really I’m 24 weeks today. If you’re counting 4 weeks a month, then that makes me 6 months. Buuuuut, then that would make the usual 40 week pregnancy 10 months long. Soooo, who knows! Basically, pregnant women and doctors count pregnancies in weeks, but no one else knows what I mean when I say “woo, I’m 24 weeks today!” so I’ve been trying to translate that into months to make sense to the non-pregnancy obsessed lay person.

23 weeks on the left, 24 weeks on the right.

23 weeks on the left, 24 weeks on the right.

I was going to cheat a post a picture I took last week because I was all cute and in an actual outfit. But then I realized that I’m noticeably bigger from last week! So I just went ahead and posted them both, so you get a picture of me looking normal and a picture of me wearing pajamas. You’re welcome.

(Now, I say that I’m noticeably bigger from last week, but maybe you won’t be able to tell at all. Lately I’m feeling HUGE, but annoyingly it doesn’t seem to come across in photos at all.)

I’m in pajamas because that’s my prerogative as a husmor (house mother/stay-at-home-mom as the Danish would say) who’s busy blogging and planning our tourist activities for the next weekend. It’s a pretty sweet lifestyle 🙂

Other than all things pregnancy (by the way, now that the baby’s started kicking, it’s like he won’t stop! He’s going right now, and it makes me wonder how I ever couldn’t feel it), we’re busy either working (Brian) or playing the tourist (me, and Brian on the weekends).

Last weekend we went to the Melbourne Zoo, which was super fun. We spent 5-6 hours there! Which is the longest I’ve spent at a zoo in a really long time. (The zoo in St. Louis is free – yay! – so while we used to go all the time, we usually wouldn’t go for more than an hour, just a quick pop in to say hi to our favorite animals.) The best part, of course, was seeing some of the animals that we’re not able to see back home in St. Louis, like koalas and kangaroos and pygmy hippos and the cutest animal ever: the platypus. Plus, Brian decided that the wombat is his spirit animal.

Awwww, aren't they both so cute!

Awwww, aren’t they both so cute!

While I’ve decided that I love the platypus more than anything, the little duck-billed, beaver-tailed, evolutionary weirdo.

And we almost got devoured by some lions, which was pretty crazy. Apparently, we’re not the only ones these lions perform for. There’s all kind of videos of them performing on YouTube.

Apart from that, we’ve been finding our way around the city and planning bigger weekend adventures. Melbourne is soooo different from Aarhus. For one thing, it’s a much bigger city. There’s just so much more hustle and bustle here. During working hours it’s full of professionals in business attire taking coffee breaks and going on business lunches. On the weekends, it’s full of shoppers and then, later, people heading to the club. Perhaps due to it’s larger size, the city is so much more diverse than Aarhus. And it’s so much more colorful! There’s graffiti everywhere, and people wear colorful clothes and crazy outfits.

I'm building up quite the collection of photos.

I’m building up quite the collection of photos.

It’s pretty cool, and a very hip and happening city. It reminds us of a cross between San Francisco and Portland or Seattle. And although I still don’t think we’re big city people (the noise! the crowds!), it’s definitely fun to try it out for a while.

Now, back to planning more adventures!

We’re in Australia, or, Jet Lag is Sooo Annoying

Well, the new big news is that we have relocated to Melbourne, Australia for the next month and a half! Brian had to come for work, and I tagged along. Because Australia. We’ve been here a couple days now, and are sort of figuring out this city. We’re staying downtown. (That’s the Central Business Disctrict or CBD to all you locals. Yep, that’s right, I got the slang down.) It’s a muuuuuch bigger city than Aarhus, and we’re still both adjusting to all the people and noise and busy-ness. (We’re not really big city people.) But it’s also pretty exciting.

Plus, we have immediate access to, like, thousands of restaurants. And I have just one thing to say: yum. Yum yum yum yum yum yum yum. There is soooo much good food here. For one thing, we’re surrounded by authentic Thai and Italian and Chinese food. (There’s even a whole China town!) That’s so exciting after a year of pretty much blah in Aarhus. For another thing, Melbourne is just generally a foodie town, so we get to eat at restaurants like The Meatball & Wine Bar where they only serve, you got it, meatballs. But ohmigod they are best meatballs you will ever ever eat.

mmm meatballs. Mine (the closer ones) were served on creamy polenta. I'm drooling just thinking about them.

mmm meatballs. Mine (the closer ones) were served on creamy polenta. I’m drooling just thinking about them.

Not to mention the coffee shops on every street corner. I feel like I’m in Seattle with all the talk about daily brews and textured foam. Granted, I’m not drinking caffeine, but decaf espresso is a thing here! Yay!


So we’ve spent the last few days swinging from excitedly exploring the city to exhaustedly trying to stay up late enough for it to reasonably be considered bed time (i.e. 8:30 pm). Somehow, jet lag caught up with us, even though I don’t really understand it this time. I woke up yesterday morning at 4am, unable to get back asleep. But Denmark is 9 hours behind us. Which means it was 7pm Danish time. Which doesn’t explain why I woke up so freaking early. And we get totally tired around 3pm, which is 6am Danish time. Again, it makes no sense in a body/sleep rhythm kind of way! Suffice it to say, our sleep patterns are all screwed up. But, as with all jet lag incidents, we’ll adjust.

So in the next couple months, you can look forward to some posts about Aussies and wallabies and cricket and coffee in addition to the occasional baby post because I’m almost 23 weeks pregnant dudes!