I started the morning off by touring the DIS facilities. Thank goodness for this, because the different entrances, stairwells, and floors (that start with 0…not 1) would have definitely gotten me lost on my first day of class.
Next was The Amazing Race- Copenhagen edition. I was put into a group with 5 awesome girls, and we set out to tour Copenhagen while we captured our stops in photos. At each stop, a DIS faculty member greeted us and told us the history of the location.
First, we went to the Church of Our Lade. I’ve always loved touring churches, and this one particular stands out. We learned about Christian Frederik Hansen’s, the architect’s, neoclassical style.
As an addition to this stop, we rode the elevators to the top for the amazing view of Copenhagen. And then it was POURING. By the time we entered the building to the time we reached the top, the sky went from bright and sunny to dark and stormy. Thank you, Copenhagen weather, for showing us your bipolar self so early in our time.
Got on the wrong bus. Woo hoo. I could have SWORN that I saw bus 385 pull up to the stop…
We started towards my house and then, we took a left. And it was all downhill from there.
Panicked, I quickly befriended the Dane next to me and asked her where in the world this bus was going. She was beyond kind, and I told her the bus and stop I intended to go to. She had me get off at her stop with her, pulled up directions on her phone, and pointed me to the bus stop across the street where I needed to go. What a blessing!
So as I’m about to cross the street to the stop on the side of the road that I needed to be on, the traffic picked up and I couldn’t cross. Wonderful! Here comes the bus and I’m stuck on the other side. It stopped. Let someone off. And continued on its merry way.
Panic again. My new map-bearing Danish friend was gone and it looked like my bus would be too.
JUST in time, the traffic light turned red and the bus stopped at the intersection. I crossed the street and waved frantically at the driver. He chuckled and opened the door for me. Whew. It was a close one. This bus took me back to the train station, and I triple checked that I got on bus 385 this time.
Dinner was amazing. Again. I don’t think I’ll ever get a break from saying that! We had fish that Per caught in the sea called mackerel. It was some of the best fish that I’ve ever had. We then had roasted potatoes seasoned with paprika, garlic green beans, seasoned beets, and a colorful salad with tomatoes, basil, cucumber, blueberries and cheese. Every vegetable on the table came from the garden in the backyard. Oh. My. Goodness. You hungry yet?
The countdown to classes is almost to an end! I can't believe it hasn't even been a week since I've been here- it feels like it's been much longer. I get the feeling that Copenhagen and I are off to a good start and have paved the way for an incredible semester.