I pass through Copenhagen twice a week quite often. That was part of Rebecca’s plan. She couldn’t carry everything she wanted when she went down, so my task is to take some of the second priority stuff down when I pass through:

I have to admit, I really look forward to doing it and getting a chance to chat with her.

On my way back home I had more time to spend. The first time through, I just had about 15 minutes between trains. On my way home I booked in a couple of hours. I think she was hungry (hadn’t eated a real meal since she left home):

She has her camera with her, as usual:

Time for a chat (it’s pretty expensive for you to have a child move away from home, she jokes):

Off to Oslo now, she’ll have to starve the next couple of weeks.