On Thursday I studied with Sam at Cafe Retro and then we had dinner at hers and watched The Wild Thornberrys, which is so my whole childhood, I love it. It was also this fateful day that I found out that I did not get the job this summer in Ameerica. BOOOOO.
Can't really remember what happened during the day on Friday, apart from the incoming UK election results which were ridiculously bad, its like no one in Britain has a brain or something. But at night, we went to this Jagermeister Warehouse Party and saw a cool band called 'Reptile and Retard' - the singer was actual crazy. That was quite a late one, I cycled home as the sun rose, and tried to stop drunk cyclists killing me.
Saturday I recovered by sleeping and then met Charlotte and Sam for Blaagaardsgade street party. First we met some crazies who were crazy and one of them told me he had slept for 2 hours the night before and then asked me if I'd ever watched 'the Big Bang Theory' twice in 60 seconds. Strange. Anyway, we managed to lose him. Blaagaardsgade is a pedestrianised street in Norrebro that has lots of nice cafes and bookshops and bars and musical instrument shops and a big square with a football pitch for the neighbourhood kids. On this fateful Saturday there were portaloos and music tents and beer for sale and all good things. We met Hannah and Nadine there as well as a Danish man who I said 'you are Danish and you have dreadlocks' to. Simple. Still the music was way varied and good, and the vibes were stonking. At the beginning of June is DISTORTION festival which is 5 days of these street parties, so it got us all hyped up for that extravaganza. We headed from that party around 10/11pm to Tietgen Kollegium for a party, but left at 1/2am to go to DRONE. That was good and we ended up leaving when it closed and getting a tasty falafel feast for breakfast across the road. By the time I went home it was fully daylight.
So more sleep occured.
Then on Monday I had my last Philosophy class, followed by my last Dansk class. I was sad to leave Danish behind, but the class was lovely and fun. And Einar asked me who I thought the most beautiful man in the world was - in reply my face went bright red and all male names ever left my brain. Very embarrassing. Then I had to do the backtrack where you have to let people know that you know that you are bright red. Gaaaahhh.
Tuesday was just Africa class (but a special one which was the inspiration for my final year dissertation topic) and then the ceremonial cleaning of the stairs in my building.
So then Wednesday was one of those lovely days when I get to go and collect a visitor from the airport/train - Lucy Doggett had arrived. I went and picked her up and then we actually caught-up for 4 hours straight before she decided a little nap was in order, and I decided that I should do some work for my pending Danish written exam in the evening. Thought it went pretty well, but was sad, sad, sad - Danish class was over. Returned home to hear Lucy had gone for an evening walk and had already covered the whole central area of Copenhagen - ON FOOT - I was very impressed.
We started checking things of Lucy's 'Copenhagen List' on Thursday - with my 3rd climb of the tower in Christianshavn, and a trip round Christiania. In the evening we went to open mic night at Cafe Retro and many many people showed up. On Friday we did some bits and pieces in the town centre and a boat tour of the city, and then I went home and managed to fall asleep fully clothed. Which meant I was well-equipped to go to Fredagsbar and Drone - at Drone we met some men and I told one of them that he was a Squib. And if you don't know what a Squib is, please read Harry Potter. I slept in on Saturday while Lucy went exploring, and we met in town later to go to Christiania. We met Sam, Charlotte and Sams sister there, but then it decided to rain. And thunder. And be the wettest Denmark has ever been. We cycled back to Sams, but it was too late, everything I was wearing was soaked through. So we decided to buy food and stay at Sams to watch the Eurovision Song Contest. Was good wasn't it? Haha. Moldova was definitely the best. They had hats, trumpets AND a unicycle. On Sunday we went to see the changing of the guard at the Queens home, Amelianborg Palace, then me and Lucy took a Parliament tour. Then I went home to sort my life out, while Lucy stayed out. On Monday we had a skype meeting with our lecturer Maxine, from Surrey about final year scary things. Then I waved Lucy farewell as she skipped off to Sweden for the day. And I tried to knuckle down for my Danish oral exam. Which I then had. And now Danish is properly over, and I am very sad. In my exam I told my teacher Einar all about Bear Grylls. Afterwards, we all cycled across the whole city to Norrebro and had the best falafel ever. Then we went to mine.
Yesterday was sleepy, after the high stress levels of exams, then my African Studies class - MY LAST CLASS AT KU - then a quick drink at Retro with Sam and a cleaning the stairs marathon.
And today, here is a list of things I have done rather than work on my philosophy essay -
- i have vac'ed Simons room, living room, kitchen and hallway
- i have got all my shit out of Simons room and put my sleeping bag on the balcony to air
- i have collected all my things from these 3 rooms and started to put them all back where they belong
- i have done a massive load of washing up, so there is only a little bit left to do
- i have sent some useful emails and almost caught up on my blog
- i have put towels and tea towels in to wash
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