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Food, family, and football: Doing it Copenhagen style

Sitting on the bus during one of my daily commutes to-and-from school (takes about 20 minutes), I figured there’s a better way to spend my time than staring outside the window or at the TV screen that lists the stops going by.  I’m going old school – pen, notebook, and a mind full of interesting stories and ideas.

First, a bit about the buses themselves.  There’s a lot of them, and lots of people too.  Lots of stops.  Lots of bus drivers – some that smile politely as they check your transportation card, some that look like they couldn’t care less if I was showing them a valid ID or a movie ticket.  Some yell at passengers drinking beer on the bus, others would probably join along if they could (side note: did you know it’s actually legal to drink a beer while driving?  No, seriously.  You can crack open a Carlsberg behind the wheel, and as long as your alcohol level is not above a certain limit, you’re perfectly fine.  Crazy weird laws here.  Or is it our laws that are weird?)

Anyway, I had a busy, fun-filled week.  Sunday was definitely a highlight.  Though we might be several thousand miles and 7 time zones away from New Orleans, I still watched the entire Super Bowl!  My eyes were fighting to close as the clock struck 5 am, but I planted myself in the front row of the Studenterhauset (a main student bar/cafe hangout) and watched the game until the final snap.  To be honest, it was mostly DIS and other American students there.  But it was nice being at a place where “football” actually means American football, and not soccer.  Best. Sport. Ever.

But Sunday became awesome even before the game happened.  I was invited to the birthday party of my visiting family’s aunt.  Wow, the food was glorious.  I was a little worried at first, because when I showed up at 3 pm we started eating desert.  Did I miss something here?  Don’t worry, it was phenomenal: home-baked layer cake with bananas and strawberries, apple-cinnamon cake, banana cake, these fluffy, slightly sweet bread rolls that were crisp on the outside and soft like pillows on the inside.  I love food, and this was basically desert heaven (its made 10x better because everything is made with the most natural ingredients – no artificial preservatives, sugars…that’s why all of the bread loaves at the store taste so good but expire in 2 days).

layer cake

layer cake

amazing buns

amazing buns

the whole thing!

table is lookin’ good

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still, I was worried because I thought desert was the first and only birthday meal.  I love the cake, but at heart I’m more of a meat and potatoes kind of guy.  I was in luck, because after an hour-long desert, present-opening, and more hours of talking on the couch, we were treated to a wonderful dinner around 7 pm.  Chicken, pasta, potatoes, lasagna, salad, more salad, more baked bread (this time with olive oil and salt), veggies.  After about 45 minutes of feasting, my stomach bulged like a balloon, and I was more than stuffed.  I seriously think I’ve gained some weight here.  But it’s absolutely worth it!  Thank you, Larsen family!

And did I forget the mention the company?  These people are wonderful; opening their house to me and allowing me to share in the celebration.  We talked about lots of things (in perfect English) – the upcoming Super Bowl, New York, Georgetown, the Danish legal system, the Muslim immigrant community, the weather, trip planning, and even the best bars/clubs in town.  To all you prospective DIS students: if you ever have the opportunity, please please please sign up for a visiting family!  You can’t go wrong with amazing people and food.

In other news, this week is a “core course week” for DIS students.  Basically the whole week is devoted to my Justice and Human Rights program.  Today we visited a giant UNICEF facility (takes care of impoverished children) north of the city, and conducted an interview with DIGNITY, an NGO that works with victims of torture (according to our contact, America has got some work to do!).  On Thursday we’re heading for western Denmark, where we’ll be doing some law-related field studies, and some non-related ones as well.  Our professors are young and energetic, our student leader is super peppy, and our hostel for Thursday night looks like its in the middle of the woods.  Translation: we’re in for a good time!

Other random notes:

  • I played (real) handball for the first time last Wednesday; I think I can keep up with the Danes
  • Still no bike
  • Getting really creative with food; made some Danish meatballs with a few eggs over top and rice – sounds weird but its good
  • Went to the gym to work out for the first time in over 3 weeks…feels so good
  • Feeling like I’m getting fatter every day; probably a combination of amazing bread that I can’t stop eating, worrying that I won’t eat enough (I am), really delicious beer, desire to huddle up in the cold with a cup of tea and these amazing tea cookies from Netto (may be addicted to them)
St. Peter's bakery

St. Peter’s bakery

how can you say "no" to this?

how can you say “no” to this?

  • Due to point 5, need point 4 really badly (gym membership coming soon!)
  • writing on paper takes a long time
  • I stayed up until 5:30 am watching the Super Bowl
  • Did I mention I love football?
  • Waiting for soccer season to start so I can start cheering for FC Copenhagen
  • Danish language is super hard

Tomorrow is off, but lots more to do later this week.  Hej hej!

It’s all about the people

It’s all about the people.  If there’s one thing I’ve learned so far in my very short 20 years of life, this is it.  No matter where you go to school, what cities you visit, or how many drinks you buy, there’s one simple fact: it’s all a letdown without the right people.  I love Georgetown so much because of all my close friends and fellow students that I spend time with every day.  The same goes for my high school, my hometown, my family, my country.

And the same goes for Denmark.

Please throw away the stereotypes (if you’ve read up on Denmark) that Danes are hard to befriend, introverted, private, non-talkative people.  With the exception of the public buses (which immediately become 100x louder every time a group of Americans (us) storm the doors) – the Danes have been downright wonderful and trustworthy in all the right moments.

Today is a perfect example.  I did something today that probably would have been very stupid if I was in downtown NY or DC.  Searching for a bike, I stumbled upon a burly, imposing handyman who fixed and resold used bicycles.  Arriving at his door in a shadowy apartment complex, he invited me inside, and proceeded to lead me through several doorways through his basement.  Had this not been Denmark, I would have half-expected some robber to jump out of the corner and steal my wallet.  But nothing happened.  No finagling, no back-handed deals, no gimmicks.  Just a smiling, gentle giant with dozens of bikes looking for an honest deal.  He even suggested that I drink some tea to warm my frozen fingers.

Then there was my visiting family, whom I met for the first time on Saturday.  Maria and Michael, along with their son Simon, spent the entire day with me.  They took me grocery shopping, showed me how to translate certain food items, sampled different kinds of cheese, and emphasized the wonders of coarse, black bread (I think my digestive tract is still getting used to it!).  We listened to Bruce Springsteen – one of the father’s favorite singers – and sat around the table eating a home-cooked meal.  We walked their dog Buster and watched some college basketball on TV, as I carefully explained to them some of the more complicated rules of the game.

There’s plenty of other people who have had an impact on me so far.  Matilde, my kollegium’s RA, who helped me with my cleaning duty; Thomas, a volleyball coach, who was more than excited to welcome me onto his team when I walked into the gym (was it my height?); all of the unassuming bystanders who help me with directions; that strange guy on the train who keep joking and talking at me as I just nodded my head (do I look like I know Danish?); all of the bakers and cashier’s who smile as I smell their fresh bread.

And how could I forget last night, when we met a older gentleman (who’s name is very Danish and difficult to remember) at the bar next door right down the street from our kollegium.  Although we originally intended only to watch the 49ers game, we ended chatting with this awesome guy for a few hours:

He whupped us both times, and even messed up the math on purpose so that it would be a closer game.  We’ll definitely be back for redemption!

The bottom line: the Danes are not what I expected them to be.  It’s crude to classify people as introverts or non-social.  Only one week in, all I had to do is give them a chance.

Arrival & adjustments: my first few days!

Finally have touched down in Copenhagen!  I flew Air Canada from Rochester –> Toronto –> Copenhagen.  6 people on my flight out of Rochester!  I’m a huge sports fan, so as I was waiting for my flights I had my eyes glued to the TV screen, catching parts of both NFL playoff games on Saturday night.  Reluctantly, I had to pull away from NFL this weekend, knowing that I would miss moments like the Ravens’ double-overtime victory and the Seahawks 20-point comeback.  I sort of have to tame my sports obsession, and find new interests and activities in Copenhagen.

As for what I did and learned the past few days, I don’t really know how to write this post – there’s just so much to talk about!!  It has sure been a busy start to the semester.  Although classes don’t start until Thursday, DIS has organized 3-day orientation to help us adjust to the new environment.  I’m waking up much, much earlier than last semester – getting out of bed at 7:30, meeting up with the rest of the students at my kollegium, and riding downtown by bus to the many speeches, info sessions, and activities that are planned.

Initial thoughts and things that I learned:

  • Everyone is super, super friendly!  The other 50-some DISers that live in Hoffmanns Kollegium (aka “The Hoff” – a dorm-style building, 25-minute bus ride to downtown Copenhagen) are incredible so far.  Though it’s only been a few days, we have gotten along very well, and I’m slowly starting to remember names.  Even the Danes – who are supposed to be of the quiet, private sort – have defied all expectations!  They help me out at the grocery store, give me directions, and have been nothing but completely accommodating during these first few confusing days.
  • $$$: downtown is super expensive.  If you find a good deal for a sandwich, you’re still paying around $10, and beer is about the same price.  There’s student discounts at most places, but by far the best option is the Netto supermarket located right next door to our kollegium.  Prices there are the same as my Safeway in Georgetown, sometimes even cheaper.  Everyone here is a living on a budget, and we were all pleasantly surprised last night when we went shopping.

Supermarket down the street from kollegium

  • Weather: it is cold.  Let me repeat, it is cold!! (And don’t forget, I’m from upstate NY.)  Ok, maybe I’m overblowing it.  Today wasn’t too bad – the sun was out for a few hours, and the snow was less intense.  But Monday was freezing.  I think it has to do with the wind, and we are very close to the water.  Luckily for us, every day gets longer, brighter, and warmer this semester.
during the ride in this morning

during the ride in this morning

That’s it for now! Tonight we are going downtown again to meet up with more DISers, and hopefully meet some new Danes, too!

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