Folkehøjskole Feast

We Americans knew that being away from home wouldn’t be easy this Thanksgiving season. So, some of us decided to bring a little taste of home here to the Folkehøjskole by cooking a Thanksgiving feast for all the Danes. A full menu of traditional foods was brainstormed and presented to the main chief of the school. Everything was planned out perfectly and we were ready for the big meal.

The morning of the big day (we celebrated a day early since we don’t have class Wednesday) we found out some exciting yet daunting news. Jonas, the main chief who had planned to help us, wife had just gone into labor. After feeling excited for him, we suddenly felt a little overwhelmed as we realized that we would have to start all of our planning from scratch. Luckily we had some great guidance from the rest of the kitchen staff.

However, all of the cooking was up to us. Usually the first Thanksgiving meal you cook for people can be pretty daunting. So imagine the pressure we felt for cooking our first Thanksgiving meal for around 100 Danes and teachers.

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Michelle, Grace, Alana, Aleah, and I began the process of figuring out how to make this dinner happen. We planned for turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, 4 pumpkin pies, 4 pecan pies, 6 green bean casseroles, 6 pineapple casseroles, cornbread, gravy, brussels sprouts, and stuffing. Luckily we had some help from Pete’s mom later on in the afternoon.

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While rushing to get this all done in a time span of 6 hours, we ran into a few obstacles along the way. First, all of our ingredients were in Danish. Second, we needed to convert cups and Fahrenheit from our American (Paula Dean) recipes into grams and Celsius. Can’t remember the last time I did so much math. Not to mention multiplying our recipes for enough to feed 100 was a task in itself.

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As for ingredients, we usually had to improvise. For our pumpkin pies, Michelle and I were given a fresh pumpkin instead of pumpkin from a can. That was an interesting task to conquer. Also, we had to used polenta mix instead of cornbread mix. (But it was good!) Also for the pineapple casserole, we didn’t have any Ritz crackers so we made do with sweet dessert ones. It still tasted just as delicious! In order to make the dinner successful, it called for some last minute doctoring and guesstimating when it came to the recipes. Our moms would be so proud!

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While we were finishing up in the kitchen, others were decorating the eating area with a hygge Thanksgiving feel. Once all the food was out, it tied together perfectly! While the Danes waited for their food, we led an “arts and craft” project. Everyone made hand turkeys and wrote what they were thankful for. Then, all of us Americans presented the food and gave a little background on the meaning of Thanksgiving. It turned out to be a very educational, fun, and most importantly yummy experience.

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I was very proud with the popularity of Michelle and mine’s pineapple casserole from not only the Danes but also my northern friends who had never heard of the southern dish. Even the director of the school stood up and announced that he never thought pineapple and cheese would be good together, but he loved it!

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I can speak for everyone when saying that it was so great to be able to give many of our European friends their first ever Thanksgiving meal. It will definitely be a night I will never forget. I am so lucky for my life here in Denmark, and I’m thankful for it every day!

A Foodie’s Dream

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Finally making it to Italy can be described in one simple amazing word: food.

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Before I can tell you about our amazing time in Florence, our scary experience with our overnight train from France to Italy must not be forgotten. First, when we found out we had a 5 hour layover in a random town in Italy, we were annoyed but figured it wouldn’t be too bad. We planned to lounge out in the waiting room and prepared by buying plenty of snacks. Boy, were we in for a rude awakening. Since we arrived at the station around 11, the waiting room was closed. All that was left was the entrance hallway, accompanied by cold marble floors and half opened doors…, which willingly let all of the cold air in. Not to mention all of our new homeless friends lying among us on top of cardboard box beds (which we later became pretty jealous of). Lets just say we were all in survival mode, and took turns drifting off against our suitcases while waiting for the train. Hey, at least it made us stronger travelers in the end!

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Finally getting to Florence was like a a dream (maybe just because we were extremely exhausted). We stayed in Aleah’s friend’s adorable apartment right across from the Duomo – the main beautiful church in Florence. Once getting settled we didn’t waste any time and began to stuff our faces with pizza and gelato.

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That night I was lucky enough to have dinner with one of my best friends from home, Emmie. It was so nice to be able to see a familiar face! She was nice enough to take Alana, Pete, and I out for a night on the town…. which ended up being a night that we would never forget. We all had a blast together and I’m so glad Emmie, Alana, and Pete hit it off. I miss her already!

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In true Albecpeta fashion, we decided to join the “Taste of Florence” food tour during our stay. Although it was a little bit of a splurge, our taste buds thanked us later. Not only did we taste amazing pastries, aged cheeses, meats, wines, melt in your mouth chocolates, handmade gelato, and aged balsamic vinegar…but we also learned so much information behind what makes food from Tuscany so amazing.

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Some main takeaways from our food tour:

  • you should always fry with sparkling water for a lighter and crispier golden taste
  • grottino sardo cheese from sheep’s milk is delicious
  • ricotta cheese can always be a last minute dessert when mixed with jam or nutella
  • olive oil should be used for cooking (extra virgin olive oil for dipping)
  • salami with venal seeds and pepper grains is yummy
  • less fatty salami means lighter flavor
  • salamoia olives, salt, rosemary, sage, and garlic are great for sautéing meat
  • sweet soft ricotta cheese with lemon taste like cheesecake
  • gnash means chocolate infused with flavors (basil and baileys were my favorite)
  • cooking with white balsamic vinaigrette is better than cooking with white wine
  • the iron in foods like steak numbs your taste buds, so strong red wine clears your palate and helps keep that flavor of steak for every bite!
  • good gelato melts and is stored low, meaning you should avoid the tall pretty gelato displays with huge piles of non-melted colorful gelato

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The fresh fried polenta with a warm cream like cheese on top was one of my favorites. We also tried wild boar, which was pretty good. Can’t say the same for trying cow stomach. Supposedly tripe is a delicacy in Italy, and Aleah and I were the only adventurous ones to try it. The flavor was ok, but the soft gooey texture was too much for me to handle. Aleah liked it though…

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One of my favorite tastings was trying the same pecorino sheep milk cheese from various ages. The longer it ages the darker the cheese gets. The three day cheese was soft, while the 3 month cheese (my favorite) started to form skin, making it a little dryer and saltier. Since it’s milder, it creates a great balance with sweet flavors. The 6-month cheese was soft and strong in flavor, and the 1 year old cheese was almost too strong to handle. The “zingy” flavor was due to the fact that it was made with raw, pasteurized milk.

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We also tried traditional Italian aged balsamic vinegar that was 25 years old, aka older than us. A 14-year-old bottle of balsamic can cost up to 70 euro. The older it gets, the sweeter and thicker the balsamic vinegar becomes. It was amazing!

So, is your mouth watering yet?

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Wouldn’t be a complete blog post about Florence without mentioning the beautiful American couple we met on our tour, Bill and Patty. They met and fell in love in Florence, and were revisiting the magical city for their 30th wedding anniversary. It was so much fun sharing our food tour with them, and we all felt so lucky to get to know them. They told us that we were a good substitute for them since they missed their sons back at home. When we said our goodbyes, Patty told us how important it was for us to travel in order to understand, experience, and be excepting of all different cultures. They even surprised us with a gift of Euros for us to buy a bottle of wine on them for dinner. They were too sweet, and I hope they enjoyed the rest of their time in Florence. Cheers to Bill and Patty!

Sun and Scooters

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After roughing it through our first overnight train to the south of France, Albecpeta got to experience something we haven’t seen in Copenhagen for ages: the sun. With current Copenhagen sunsets around 3:55 after a nice cold day, I had forgotten what it felt like to be warmed by the sun, and boy had I missed it. Seeing the Mediterranean for the first time was just as beautiful as I had imagined it. The smell of the salty beach air reminded me just how much I loved the ocean.

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Some parts of Nice looked so similar to what I always pictured Greece to look like. The shore was filled with green sea glass. It was absolutely beautiful. After a day of wondering around the pebble beaches, ocean boulevards, and outdoor markets, we ventured to the top of Castle Hill to get better views of the town. At the top, we enjoyed the sunny day with some ice cream and a visit to the playground.

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We definitely got in tune with the “beach mentality”, and enjoyed relaxing at our awesome hostel, which included the cutest balcony. A few naps, as well as group cuddles on all of our beds pushed together to watch movies, took place here.

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Albecpeta decided to treat ourselves with a nice dinner. After being told we couldn’t do our usual of splitting two expensive plates four ways, we decided to cheers to anxiety and order up. Good thing we did, the food was delicious. I especially liked how well mannered Pete agreed to order the lobster pasta in hopes that he would spontaneously start liking seafood. It didn’t work out so well for him, but at least it was a cute gesture. Thanks to Aleah, I got to learn how to crack open a lobster all on my own! In true Albecpeta fashion, we decided to spend our funds for the day on food rather than partying. Hey, you have to make scarifies somewhere.

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We soaked up the sun during our last day in Nice with a picnic on the beach. What followed was something that will probably scare me for the rest of my life. While my Yankee friends (besides Alana…who is crazy) gallivanted in the cold waves of the November Mediterranean water, I decided to play “camera woman” in order to avoid that situation all together. However, after Pete decided to spontaneously throw me in for everyone’s amusement, I felt the shock of some of the coldest water I’ve ever felt. I had to hold on to everyone just for warmth. Even though they said this was pretty normal water to them, I’m used to scorching hot Myrtle Beach water…. and I still think they are crazy (southern beaches rule).

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We ended our trip to Nice with some extreme sports along the coast. We started off with rollerblades, which are a lot more difficult on a busy road versus skating around at the Jellybeans skate rink. I don’t think I had touched a pair of rollerblades since 5th grade. However, with Pete’s help from past hockey experience, we all survived. I was pretty proud of my technique, and in true friend fashion I even cushioned a fall for Alana after crossing the street. After we were done with rollerblading, Pete got a skateboard, Alana got a long board, and I decided to show off my middle school scooter skills. Let me just say…I was pretty impressive.

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After a great few days, I have to admit that Nice was probably one of my favorite stops. I hope I can go back someday.

The City of Lights

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They say that when good Americans die they go to Paris.

-Oscar Wilde

It’s true; the sparkling city lights help Paris come alive at night. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always had a fascination about visiting Paris. With Paris being the home to my favorite movie, Moulin Rouge, and musical, Phantom of the Opera, it only made sense. Carrie’s obsession with Paris on Sex and the City even helped fuel my desire to visit the famous city. This is why I knew Paris was a must stop on my last and final trip around Europe with my favorites in Albecpeta.

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As we landed into Paris Thursday night, we could see the Eiffel tower gleaming in the distance. It’s easy to say this was definitely a great start to the trip. We were a little nervous about running into some stereotypical snobby people while in Paris, but everyone was beautifully friendly. During our long trek of dragging our luggage to our hostel from the train station, we ran into many friendly faces helping us while “lost in Paris”. We finally met one older gentleman who pointed us into the right direction. He had lived in the area all his life, and explained to us some history about Paris. Boulevards always have trees, and since Paris wasn’t bombed during WWII, he feels like living in Paris is like living in a beautiful antique museum. With a friend from Alabama, he appreciated and poked fun at my southern roots. He also shared his excitement about Obama winning the election, which was a common theme when running into locals around the city. Maybe that’s why everyone was so nice to us Americans?

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Our new friend suggested a great restaurant recommendation called the Chartier, which is located in a beautiful historic building. He had been eating there for 20 years and promised it would be a great reasonable French meal. He was right! We dined on wine, steak, and cheese for around ten Euros a person during our last night in Paris. Luckily we missed the line wrapping around the outside of the restaurant waiting to be sat.

With our hostel being a five minute walk from the Moulin Rouge, I knew I was in the right place. The four of us in Albecpeta celebrated our first night with an adorable picnic consisting of wine, cheese, and grapes on our hostel floor.

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Our days were filled with visiting the Latin Quarter, Notre Dam, famous book stores, the opera house, strolling along the Sine river, exploring Montmartre, and other must do touristy things. My favorite moments were really embracing the Parisian atmosphere and relaxing at outside cafes with coffee and creeps. Nothing like some Albecpeta bonding while cafe hopping (and eating) in Paris! Thanks to Alana’s French speaking techniques traveling throughout the city was like a breeze.

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One of my favorite moments of the trip was Alana and Pete’s adorable attempt to plan a “surprise date” for Pete and I. Aren’t I so lucky to have such great friends? Though pretty obvious the whole time (Hey Pete, your on Facebook right? cue winky face), the thought was pretty spectacular. I guess it’s just something you have to do in the most romantic city in the world, right? Once we parted ways, Pete took me to this delicious hidden restaurant by the Royal Gardens. We shared wine that was agreed upon by both of us to be some of the best wine we’ve ever had…. Chevalier de Malle Graves Bordeaux 2008 if you need any wine suggestions. At the end of the night Pete decided to surprise Alana with flowers for helping him out with all of the planning. Major brownie points.

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We ended off the romantic night with the rest of Albecpeta by visiting the Eiffel tower. I always thought it would be cool, but I had no idea how breathtaking it would actually be. First off, it’s HUGE. Secondly, it’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. I’m so glad we got to see it at night, and every hour it even sparkles. Alana and I screamed like little girls the first time we saw it. All of us ventured to the very top to see the city from high above. I even got to fit in with Alana’s flowers with a few last minute roses from Pete at the tower. Some might say it’s because I’m a jealous brat, I just call myself lucky 🙂

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Another amazing thing I did in Paris was visiting the apartment my Dad’s grandmother lived in during her travel from Russia to Baltimore. My Aunt Becky also lived there, which was the person I was named after. It was really touching to be able to see that part of my family’s history. I really wish my parents were there to share it with me!

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Although Paris was just the beginning to an amazing week of adventures, we made some great memories that I’ll never forget. My time in Paris exceeded all of my expectations!

Becca takes Bornholm

My friends at home would laugh if they heard me say I biked 70 kilometers (around 44 miles) this weekend. Well believe it because it totally happened…and to everyone’s amazement I’m still alive.

It all started off with wanting to sign up for a nice weekend biking trip to beautiful Bornholm, the supposed “flat” island off the coast of Sweden. Bornholm has been known to be Denmark’s most prized possessions, featuring sea cliffs, adorable towns, castles, famous glass handcrafts, and beaches with some of the finest sand in the world (used for hourglasses)…which are all available for enjoyment on just the seat of your bicycle. These bike paths have been praised as Northern Europe’s best and most beautiful.

Albecpeta (refer to last post) was in for a big surprise. First problem: Bornholm is not flat. My idea of effortlessly pedaling around a beautiful European island with an ice cream in one hand and taking pictures in the other was quickly forgotten.

Second problem: Although very beautiful, the weather did not always cooperate. A few rainstorms got in the way of our biking adventure. Not to mention wind, which of course blew against us. With the help of Albecpeta’s positive attitude, and my handy-dandy clunky helmet, we didn’t let the random rainstorms get in the way.

On Saturday, after doing a little shopping at Baltic Sea Glass, we headed north to explore the island. Our first trip was to Helligdomsklipperne, “The Sacred Cliffs”. Beautiful scenery, and the perfect place for we lazy Americans to rest on the rocks from an already tiring bike ride.

Afterwards, since Albecpeta is always hungry, we decided to venture further north to a popular town for some lunch. Some of us wanted to try ‘finger eating’ a warm smoked herring, one of Bornholm’s delicacies. After the long trek (mostly uphill), we figured out Bornholm was very similar to a place like Cape Cod. Beautiful all year round, but dead during off-season. We finally found the only restaurant in town that was open. To our luck it was the perfect hyggely (cozy) environment for exhausted bikers wet from the rain. We shared hot chocolate in cute little teacups and had one of the most delicious warm meals I’ve had so far out in Denmark (big servings too for a change!).

To be honest, by this time Albecpeta was pretty fed up with biking. We even considered changing the trip from “biking in Bornholm” to “busing in Bornholm”. In the end we sucked it up and biked all the way back to our hostel. Never thought I would get to the point where I considered a downhill before an uphill as rewarding as something equivalent to winning a $100 gift certificate to J-Crew.

Once we arrived my body was in shock…and pretty confused from the athletic stunt I had pulled. Did Albecpeta join the rest of the group at bars around Bornholm? No…we actually feel asleep at 8:30. Crazy night right?

Lets just say I woke up in the morning with not so friendly feelings towards my bicycle. Once Albecpeta discovered the southern town Svaneke was known for it’s microbreweries and homemade ice cream…we just knew it was the right place for us to be. So…we headed south. After the biking trek there we figured we deserved a “beer brunch”, sampling all of the different flavors the brewery had to offer. Definitely a treat from the cheap beer we’ve grown accustomed to back at home. Homemade ice cream afterwards played the perfect role for some emotional eating after an exhausting weekend that wasn’t over quite yet.

After our trip to the city, I decided to depart from my Albecpeta comrades and go solo on a bike path along the coast for my way home. Before this trip, I would have never wanted to take a long bike ride in a foreign country (or anywhere for that matter) by myself. I can tell how independent I’ve already become from just one month of studying abroad. My hour and a half ride back to the hostel was the most enjoyable time I had on my bike during the weekend. I was able to take my time and stop to explore the coastline and take pictures (including many great solo shots of me, myself, and I). It was also nice not to have to compare myself to the more athletic members in Albecpeta….aka everyone but myself.

I encountered some major “shuffle shame” while listening to my iPod, and was revisited by some old friends including, but not limited to, the Backstreet Boys, N’Sync, Shaggy….the list goes on. Definitely played “Space Cowboy” about four times on repeat, and found it to be a real source of biking inspiration.

The countryside and coastline of Bornholm is absolutely beautiful, and my time biking alone was a great time for some self and life reflections. It turned out to be the perfect end to a weekend with a major case of ups and downs. And luckily, my bike and I ended the weekend with a respectful friendship.

Ya’ll, I think my un-athletic self deserves a round of applause.

How ’bout them apples?

Yesterday was the perfect day to celebrate the beginning of the Danish fall season here at the Folkehøjskole. Denmark soil is great for growing apples, and the Danes get to enjoy up to thirty different kinds of apples during the season. Lucky for us, there is an apple orchid right behind where we are living. All day yesterday we enjoyed the beautiful weather and celebrated the apple harvest together. The day began with heading to the apple orchid to pick out some apples. (Aka take pictures, goof off, and climb trees).

Once we got back everyone split into different groups. Half of us used some intense machinery to grind up the apples. Afterwards we used a juicer to press down and get out all of the natural juice for fresh apple juice. It was so refreshing! Some of us decided to warm ours up to make some yummy cider.

Another group was in the kitchen using the rest of the apples to bake. I had no idea you could do so much with apples! There were literally about ten or so various recipes being completed with ease back in the kitchen. Apple pies, stuffed baked apples, apple cake, traditional Danish apple pie, apple tarts, apple muffins and more.

We even had some people decorating our dinning room with fall decor in order to spice up our celebration. Once everything was baked we all came together and tried all of the different apple creations. Obviously meaning we totally over ate…which seems to be a pretty common theme here. I don’t know how Danes stay so skinny. My favorite recipes were probably the stuffed baked apples and the apple pie.

Once we entered into extreme food coma, some of us decided to set up a napping site outside in the grass. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. Some of our Danish friends said it was very “hygge” of us. Hygge is something I’ll talk about more later, but its a Danish word that basically means “cozy”. (There is no direct English transition). Danes love to make things cozy…whether it’s napping outside or having a candle light dinner. There are many ways to experience “hygge” here in Denmark…and we Americans are definitely getting use t0 it!

Not quite the North Carolina State Fair…

I have a feeling everyday here in Denmark is going to be filled with adventures. Alana and I had our first European shopping trip before class and found some amazingly good deals, including a going out dress for only $8. We were pretty proud of ourselves. We also made sure to ask some people working in the stores to help us pick out the up and coming “Danish styles”. Lets just say I ended up with a turquoise leather jacket.

After class I met with my fellow “Grundtvigs” for some afternoon drinks and games (which believe it or not is actually a part of Danish culture). We met at a student hangout that is always filled with a mix of DIS and University of Copenhagen students, which is really cool. This was definitely a fun alternative from hiding from the sudden rain!

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Afterwards some of us headed to Tivoli, a beautiful amusement park right in the middle of downtown Copenhagen. We met up with my visiting family, who showed us to our first Danish ballet. Afterwards we rode the swings, which are famous for being about 150 feet tall. It was actually pretty scary! We got to see the sun set over all of Copenhagen so it was totally worth it. So beautiful! Definitely a lot different from the North Carolina state fair (obviously). One weird but major difference….so hard to find public bathrooms. I guess it’s not even fair to compare Tivoli to the NC state fair; it’s more like a miniature version of Disney World. I did miss fried cookie-dough and cheesecake on a stick though. The park gets even more beautiful at night with all of the lights. I can’t wait to see the Christmas market decorations later this year!

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A week of firsts

First night out in Copenhagen. First few days of class. It’s already been a total whirlwind and it’s pretty obvious all the excitement isn’t going to end any time soon. I’m totally exhausted…but definitely having the time of my life. Us Americans at the Folkehøjskole have become extremely close. A few nights ago we all decided to go into Copenhagen to enjoy the city nightlife for the first time…which ended up being a hilarious adventure. The nightlife here is amazing. Intense dance parties, great music, awesome lights, bruises from dancing in cages…you get the idea. After a crazy night we had no idea how much crazier it would get. Basically at night the bus we have to take back to our place runs only once an hour…and we missed our bus by one minute (after running around the city trying to figure out where to go…which was fun in heels). Some of us decided to take a quick catnap at the station while we waited…which made for some pretty good pictures. After getting back to our small town, we realized we had missed ANOTHER bus, and before we had to walk 3 miles home, a taxi magically appeared. Although the Copenhagen transportation system basically defeated us, it was actually funny and definitely a night I will never forget. We all learned our lesson and have gotten a better hang of things now! Tonight we are going back into Copenhagen to see Bassnectar for only $13. Can’t wait.

My first day of classes were amazing. I’m so lucky to be apart of such an amazing program here at DIS! All of the teachers are really hands on and build their curriculum around our interests. Our classes use all of Europe as part of their classroom, and we get to travel with each class around Denmark and Europe to get hands on experience with things relating to the class subject. I’m taking European Trends in Communications, Photojournalism, Holocaust and Genocide, and Psychology of Human Sexuality. I’m so excited to go to London for one of my classes, since it’s the main communications hub of Europe. Danish teachers are so awesome and cute. There’s something about them that makes them so unique, but I haven’t been able to figure it out. They are a lot more straight forward than any American teacher I’ve ever had.

Luckily my classes get out early enough for me to have time to explore the city even more. We checked out the Islands Brugge where Danes swim in man made pools right alongside the canal. We also stumbled upon a Danish equivalent to a “gourmet flea market”. So many free samples of European cheeses, wines, breads, meats, and traditional Danish open faced sandwiches. Aleah and I decided to buy some cheese, bread, and olive spread for a picnic at the castle down the street this weekend. To add to our “European fever”, we all got bikes, which is a HUGE thing here in Copenhagen. Everyone rides bikes. It’s a little intimidating but it’s a really great way to fit it and immerse us with the culture here. It’ll be interesting to see how it goes. Speaking of becoming a part of the culture here…someone mistook me for a Dane and asked me for directions today. And I even knew the answer! Major points for me.

København…the big city

Today was my first day actually going into Copenhagen! (The Danish way to say it is “København”.) Although figuring out transportation with all my new Folkehøjskole friends was pretty hilarious…the morning didn’t start off too great. With a mix of being jet lagged and having a cold I was already feeling not too great. Feeling sick when your trying to explore somewhere new and foreign is probably one of the most stressful things ever. I randomly got sick in a Danish bakery bathroom. This would be my luck. (Leaving my mark in Denmark already..?) Kind of sucked but at the same time I felt so much better afterwards, which was in perfect timing for the beginning of our city traveling. I was really proud of myself for powering through, and all my friends in my travel group were perfect for the extra comfort!

DIS sent us in groups on an “amazing race” around Copenhagen. Our group definitely added our own spin with some extra leisure time and ADD adventures, but it was a really great way to see a glimpse of the city. I hope I can fit everything in before I leave! It’s also so hot here; yesterday broke a record for the hottest day in Denmark. It was a whopping 80 degrees, a little different from the south, eh?

We’ve been taking advantage of the unusual warm weather with canal tours, picnics, and we have plans to swim in the canal and kayak sometime this week. The heat almost got too much…we had to cool off in every fountain we passed during our long walks today. It took a lot not to jump in.

Denmark is the perfect place to continuously feed my castle obsession. It’s the oldest monarch ever, and has the most castles in Europe. We saw where the current Danish Royal Family lives today. So breathtaking. Denmark is known for their architecture. The city is mixed with buildings dating back to the 1600s built by King Christian the IV and then modern buildings known for their environmental sustainability. Since it’s my first time in Europe, I’ve never been around such history that dates back that far. I absolutely love it.

The more I learn about Denmark, the more interesting the country becomes to me. They are extremely liberal…just found out today that they were the first place to legalize pornography and same-sex marriage. Also crossing the street is extremely dangerous…they don’t warn you by a “count down” that we find in America before the sign says don’t walk. Hopefully I can get the hang of that? Don’t step in the bike lane or you will LITERALLY get run over. And I was kind of surprised but there is hardly any English, if any, on signs or menus. Ordering food is definitely interesting.

After a long day defeating my sickness and exploring Copenhagen, some of us decided to continue to enjoy the nice weather in the city by ordering some drinks and appetizers at a cute outside cafe.

It’s a little quiet back at the Folkehøjskole since the Danes haven’t moved in yet, but we have been having so much fun getting to know our small group of Americans better! I still have no voice from my cold…so my roommate Aleah has been calling me “Vivian” until my “sexy” raspy voice disappears.

Study Abroad Inspiring Quote

Found a really great quote while reading “The Happiness Project” the other day. It really connected and eased a lot of my anxiousness towards spending a whole semester on the other side of the world. And hey, what better way to start off a travel blog than with some inspiration?

“We seek to control our lives, but the unfamiliar and unexpected are important sources of happiness.”  

Can’t wait to discover what unexpected adventurous Denmark has in store for me in exactly three weeks. I’m excited and nervous all at the same time. But I bought some snow boots today…so this southern girl is getting prepared!