Velkommen til København!

I’ve arrived safe and sound at my flat in Copenhagen, thanks to having a fantastisk multi-lingual roommate who met me at the airport. The plane ride was easy, the air is clean, the sun was out- it was just a beautiful lørdag (saturday).

Whereas I used to live in Frederiksberg when I was studying at DIS, now I live in Nørrebro, slightly north and more central to the younger part of the city. Alexandra and I are renting a two-room apartment on the fourth floor of a large complex with a hyggelig kitchen, large windows well-suited for spying on neighbors and a comfy jet-lag-accommodating bed. Right now, the sweet sounds of crying Danish children (børn) are echoing from the courtyard.

It was rainy yesterday, so Alex and I set out to the Frederiksberg shopping center for rainboots and groceries at Føtex, meandering through bikers, hipsters and cute blonde kids. I didn’t realize how much I missed Danish food: my fridge is filled with leverpostej, rugbrød, yogurt for muesli, and good Danish butter (smør).

Today was the first day at Hotel Pro Forma. It is quite a special place, very welcoming and meget Danske (very Danish). Thankfully everyone speaks English, and even though I am the only intern who is a native speaker, the language barrier does not seem to be a problem. Today was introductory and I’m sure that there will be many posts to come.

After today’s 1.5 hour round-trip commute via walking and the expensive though clean and harmonious metro system, it was time to buy a bike.

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Here´s the sheila.

And here’s why I wanted to get a bike:

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…cuz this be biking culture.

After work today, I walked around Assistens Kierkegård (Assistens Cemetary), which is just across the street from the flat.

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Bikes, walkers and dogs allowed.
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Grave stone of Hans Christian Andersen
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Yes, the graffiti does say Happy B-Day Poopman.

The Danish phrases aren’t exactly flooding back to me, but I can still mime my way through grocery stores and if necessary, pull out “taler du engelsk?” which solves 99% of my problems here. Did you notice how many times I used ø in this post? 7 times.

Next on the list is to get my residence permit before I become illegal. Also, Danish lessons.

Vi ses 🙂

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Feet up after a long day.
Listenin´to Janelle Monáe.

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