Yo soy Danes

I'm meeting loads of Danish people here. It sounds like they all escaped Denmark to have an exciting life!

Last night Karen & I went to the Travel Menu for drinks. I was sitting with a couple, Martin and Lyna, who are here from Denmark, building a house for their Spanish teacher that they met here last year. They raised funds via their family and friends, quit their jobs and have been here for about 5 months with this building project. Martin is a carpenter and they get other volunteers to help them out. The house they designed had to be changed, due to the daughter of the teacher now having leukemia and more family members living in the house. Once they finish with the house, they will travel around Central America. They don't plan to go home until mid next year sometime. A great conversation.

Keith also sat with us. He is from England travelling around for several months. He works in a hospital and saves up his money to take longer vacations- tying in volunteering with the travels.

Soren was another guy from Denmark. Very intense and very drunk. He just split up with a Guatemalan girl he met here. The conversation got into "What is love?". Soren kept on about how he doesn't love his mother, because he is is mother. Love has no jealousy and it's bigger than life. Lyna got all teary eyed trying to explain love.

I'm thinking.........who are these people? Noone was smoking pot, so how could the conversation get so intense.

I don't think I will be going to Denmark anytime soon.