My/Heidi's home~ |
Me taking over~ |
Nicolai has been
trying convince me for days that bike riding is the Danish way. I want to
believe him, I really do, but so far, the bikes I’ve seen just are making the
cut. I swear I saw about 100 times more bikes in Amsterdam. Nonetheless, Heidi
and I biked around one day, and besides taking numerous pictures WHILST I WAS
ON THE BIKE, I managed to avoid a couple of near-miss road accidents, which was
quite good, considering my general lack of road sense. Amongst enjoying Danish
pastries, company and just generally having a good time, I’ve had Andreas
quizzing me on the English language, and asking controversial questions such as
“what’s the difference between ‘for example’ and ‘for instance’”…I swear he
does it just to get to me, in which after some time I will throw my hands up
and exclaim that they’re both the same, and then he’ll insist that they’re
not…because they’re not the same word. At which point I will call him the Master
of the English language and ask him if we can drop it already.
On ma bike |
Heidi |
When the night
arrives Nicolai will put on his ‘party socks’ and we’ll hit the town for
drinks, Thursday is student’s night, and Friday evening was also a blast. I
know I’ve said it before – but I really feel at home here. I know these people,
I have a comfortable place to live, I’m slowly getting to know my way around
town, and going out for drinks on the weekend feels natural, like I would do it
all the time if I was at home, and they were there. We’ll play games at Heidi’s
apartment, people will rock up, and then we’ll leave to run a muck in the city.
One night, Nicolai
took me to stay with his best mates, who live downtown. We all cooked and had
cocktails, before heading to local bars in the area. I’m so grateful, because everyone
has been so nice to me – they’ve accepted me into their little social group,
and although I didn’t know any of Nicolai’s friends before that night, we had
such a lovely time and his friends are really welcoming and friendly.
Absolutely got the hand it to the Danes, they’re a welcoming bunch.
Here are some photos
from a super hippie/indie area in Copenhagen called Christiania….the little
Amsterdam of Copenhagen, if you get what I mean~
If I had a dollar
for every time someone in Europe has said to me; “in summer…” or “you really
should come back in summer….” or “pity you’re not here in summer…” or “it’s
great in summer because…”
These phrases don’t
help me, dear friends. It’s not summer. It’s winter. I have never been to
Europe in summer. I’m sorry. But that just doesn’t work out for me. Although
it’s made my eye twitch many a time, I think the Great Danes have convinced me
to return in summer….Scandinavia sounds awesome then. I know that Denmark is
filled with festivals, a social atmosphere, and public drinking is allowed. I
know in Sweden, you’re allowed to camp publically for free…in parks, on nature
strips. I know the beaches are beautiful in Scandinavia in the summer, you
could probably do so and travel quite cheaply. So, whilst I enjoy the Danish
winter, fabulous company and one too many beers, I’m already thinking about the
future….in summer.
The grass is always green in Denmark |
Me and Nicolai, bless his heart he bought us flowers for Valentine's Day~ |
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