Every Man Is An Island

I stand by that. But clearly some men are island chains. Underneath, they are connected...

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Hej (hello pronounced like hi),

Today is Wednesday. Half of the trip is over, and there is still tons to see. I've decided not to go to Stockholm this weekend. I think I'll save that for next year maybe ;^).

Monday was relatively uneventful. It rained off and on. We had class and a pretty boring presentation later at Copenhagen Capacity. I felt bad because I was sort of dozing, but it wasn't my fault. We'd already had like 2.5 hours of class in the early morn, and it was warmer than all hell. There is a tendency to overheat buildings here. It's like we're cold outside and then burning up inside. It might be a ploy to get the ladies to remove clothing. If that is the case, then good call Denmark. If not, then booooooo! Lots of reading was accomplished later in the evening.

Tuesday was also relatively uneventful. It also rained off and on. I really do believe that the rain has depressing effects. I actually felt like I got things accomplished though. I finally mailed my postcards. I hope that they arrive home before I do because that would be totally lame if they didn't. I also got my reading done and took my first nap since I've been here. It was nice; I woke up and felt so rejuvenate.

Erin, Marc, and I went to our family dinner. It was an adventure taking the bus and reading the crude map, but we made it safe and sound. The people were like straight rich as far as Denmark goes. Here everybody is supposed to be the same. A check out girl at the Netto (the corner convenience store) makes like 15 bucks an hour. How crazy is that. They said that a usual apartment was like 200 square feet, and I remember stupid small JC was like 900 some sq ft. Here's a taste of how big their place was. Their bathroom was like the size of my room. Also his self owned business was located downstairs. They had a pimped out flat panel tv and stereo. They also had 2 cars, which is really saying something here in Denmark where they pay like 6 USD per gallon and have like 200% taxation on cars. They also had a pretty big lawn and garden (there's really not much vegetation here in general).

Anyway, the guy was like blunt. He swore and made lewd comments at times. It was sweet. In a tribute to the Beefcake, he liked the scifi channel. He even liked both kinds of Stargate. I had to restrain myself from laughing. Dinner was amazing. Apparently, it was a traditional Danish Christmas dinner. We had super yummy potatoes and ham with this gravy type sauce all over. For desert we had this rice pudding with cherry sauce on top. Oh man was it good. Inside they put chopped up almonds, and as a tradition they put one whole almond. Whoever found the almond was to receive a prize. It was quite funny in fact. The son who was like 7 was just so excited to try and get the prize. Eventually I was the one to get it and receive the prize of one red and white super touristy viking hat. It was sweet, but I felt bad because the kid was all sad. Ironically, after I found the prize nobody ate anymore. One of the guys coworkers who was eating with us told us a story of how one time his brother found the almond right away and nobody ate anything. The next year his mom didn't put a single whole almond it as kind of pay back. Needless to say, the whole desert was eaten. Hilarious!

On the way home it rained, and it sucked majorly. My pants got wet.

I got back and was super productive. I read material for our group presentation next week, the next chapter for Friday, and the next long article for Friday.

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