Sunday, May 27, 2012

First week!

The past few days have been insane.  It's overwhelming to think that I can include everything important in one blog post (which is why I've been putting it off) so I'll attempt a list.

Wednesday Night
Nyhavn at night.

 Our apartment's living room.

Met everyone on the floor, bought some six packs of Carlsberg and Tuborg, and headed down to Nyhavn.  Nyhavn, known for postcards and overpriced tourist food, completely lived up to both of those parts of its reputation.  After walking around town for awhile, we called it a night.  Blisters began accumulating.

Thursday
 Amalienborg Palace
 Nyhavn during the day
 
 Palace across from Rosenborg

Classes started after an "Amazing Race" through Copenhagen.  After splitting into groups, we were asked to find 5 places in the city while also navigating without our trusty tour guides for the first time.  Some stops on the way were the Studenthouse (a bar and cafe for students of the University of Copenhagen) and the Round Tower, Rosenborg Castle, Amalienborg Palace, Nyhavn, and Parliment.  After some class and naps, we hit up a performance at Studenthouse and attempted to find Kulor bar but..err..failed.  Apparently the most well-known college-aged rage bar is underneath a hidden tunnel.  Oh of course.  So we went to Abar, where Pete (one of my roommates) showed off his inability to take a normal picture (not included for his sake).  

 Studenthouse
Me and my roommate Melinda.

Friday

 Dinner at Rizz Razz.
 Girls from DIS.
 Mary and I enjoying our lucky 2-minutes-until-expensive beers

After a groggy wake up from a long night at Abar and still fighting jetlag, the first real day of classes began.  It was almost impossible to stay awake for the only three hours of class.  Despite thinking I was invincible to jetlag, I'd obviously been proven wrong.  One three hour nap later, our floor went out around the town before heading to a local bar.

Saturday and Sunday were packed with all things Danish, including my first real danish and almost getting run over with a bike.  Oh and rock climbing in Sweden and attending Carnival, no big. 



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