Monday, May 10, 2010

Days 129-130 - May 9-10

Sunday

The last Danish Culture excursion was to the Louisiana, a modern art museum. Becca, Elyse, and Theresa barely made it before the buses left, so I was panicking, but Becca made it just in time, and we managed to stall enough that the other two got there. And since we got the last bus, there was maybe ten people on it, so nice and cozy and all to ourselves ;-)

The museum was interesting. I’m not a modern art person, but their main exhibit was “Color in Art” and I love colors, so that made me happy. And there was this amazing light and mirrors room. I actually quite liked the museum – it’s at a beautiful location, and it’s set up very open, with the outside and the inside very connected.







Ew, not a fan

I am a fan, however, of him.

And him.



Color!

Not color

COLOR! - my type of artwork!

Proof that my solid red "Denmark" photograph is art





In the evening, I met Julia and the Marcins at Christiana to check out their Sunday night jam session. The jazz club was covered in a thick layer of smoke, which I was kind of expecting and not looking forward to, but nobody else liked it either, so about thirty seconds later, we left and decided to switch to a location they’d been to before, La Fontaine. It probably wouldn’t have been that long of a walk (well, half an hour, maybe), but the others all had their bikes…so how to solve the problem? Stick me on the back of one bike! This works well for children, but maybe not so much for adults…I was much too tall, but we managed to work it out where my feet were neither dragging on the ground nor were my knees too much of a hindrance to Marcin’s biking. It was a little frightening (especially after Marcin remarked while we were already biking that he had no brakes), and rather painful sitting on the metal mesh, but a very Copenhagen-y experience and oddly enjoyable (minus the terrifying part) ;-). And we made it to La Fontaine safely and quickly. It was an enjoyable jazz “jam session” – nice music, nice company, who could ask for more on a Sunday evening?

Along the same vein, I have discovered that it takes roughly three and a half months to adjust to a new place and form true friendships. It was at the end of March when suddenly I just felt that I had found my place and my group and truly did not want to go home. Before, whether I stayed or left was more of a “This is cool, I’m in Denmark, but I won’t mind going home”. Now, it’s “But I have friends here – going home is going to suck!” I thought that maybe it was faster here in Denmark than in Boston, but then I realized that a semester in Boston is about three and a half months. The first semester in Boston was fun, but hard at times to be so far away. Then, second semester and beyond, I never looked back. So there you go. It takes four months to make the friends that make a place home. My deep thought of the day.

Monday

I bought myself a bike cover today, which has done a world of good to my biking capabilities. Tamar told me she had discovered an amazing ice cream place right nearby, so we biked to it, and I was very ecstatic that riding my bike was no longer a painful experience. As I told Tamar joyfully, “I can bike! I think through sheer determination of will…”

I’m under orders from Tamar, who gets territorial about her finds, not to reveal the location of this ice cream parlor, so no names or hints in case anyone from DK is reading this. However, she was correct in her assessment of this ice cream’s merits. It was absolutely delicious. Tamar and I both had eyes bigger than our stomachs – and were not expecting the size of the scoops they gave us – and so couldn’t finish our cones, but we’re going back for sure!

From ice cream I had to downgrade to the written part of my Danish exam…but it was a piece of cake (or a cone of ice cream?). Not too worried about that class, because I think our teacher taught us way more than expected and was much more strict with us than needed in order that our exam now will be quite simple. Oral exam next week, but now I have to focus on my last paper, since from here on out, if my life wasn’t crazy before, it will be getting that way.

To illustrate: Thursday is Ascension Day, and though Denmark is not very religious, I am not complaining that they count it as a national holiday – thus, my weekend is starting Wednesday night, and I think I have plans every day that weekend. Then, after my last Danish Culture lecture on Thursday the 20th, it’s off to Hamburg to visit my dearest Megan, and thus, in essence, begins two months of traveling. Eyjafjallajökull willing, that is.

And I'm all caught up, finally! I'm sure it won't last...

1 comment:

  1. I don't get modern art!!! Those statues ARE adorable, though.

    Four months. That makes sense. It sounds like a reasonable amount of time.

    "Eyjafjallajökull willing, that is." ;D ;D ;D

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