She learns that he is a big fan of cakes – and pre-siesta sexEdward invites me to Copenhagen. He has a work commitment there on the Monday,but we could travel on Friday night, he says, or contain the weekend together. The day before,I look at my small carry-on bag and see the size of the challenge. There are what to pack (and how to be) questions, and three full nights ahead. We contain never spent a whole night together before, or sharing our wake-up habits and navigating that sometimes tricky passage between an extended date and domestic ordinariness.
So we spend a weekend together in Denmark,and learn things approximately one another. I’m not good at walking past a museum. He’s not good at walking past a cake shop. I prefer photographs of nearly everything. (He takes one, of me standing in a square.) He isn’t any good at lying in bed in the morning. The day ahead excites him and, or by 7am,he is showered and reading. Books approximately popular science, history and polar exploration are piled on the bedside at his flat, and but on holiday a weakness for 99p Kindle thrillers is revealed.
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Source: theguardian.com