Mustard, and Ketchup, and Mayo
6:05 PM
I can't remember a goodbye ever being so difficult. It took all the strength I could muster to leave Patrick at the security gate. But it was time, so I did, and thus the journey began. I watched him walk away as the security guard consoled me. There were no setbacks and traumas, for the first few flights anyway. The 8-hour flight from Minneapolis was delightful. I watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off and caught a few winks of sleep here and there. I did manage to stir up some trouble in Amsterdam when I forgot my passport on the seat in the boarding lounge. Luckily, they were gracious enough to re-open the cabin door to let me go back and get it.
When I arrived in Copenhagen, I dreaded going to the baggage claim. I had 90 pounds worth of luggage, a carry-on, and a laptop bag. I looked like a buffoon carrying all that around in the airport/train station. Despite that, however, I am happy to say that people of Denmark are some of the nicest, friendliest, and most helpful people I have ever encountered. At one point in time, I had three different people helping me load my luggage onto the train. Others helped me purchase tickets at an automated Danish ticket machine, and one other girl volunteered to take me around the train station and to my dormitory if my international student contact didn't show up. I'm very impressed.
Quick notes:
1) I road a train through the Danish countryside. It is everything you would expect. The Baltic Sea, green fields, cows, windmills, cottages, purple flowers.
2) The train had a candy trolley. But no Chocolate Frogs or Bernie & Bott's Jelly Beans, unfortunately.3) My residence is right next to a pub. Tomorrow we have plans to go out for my first legal drink. Ever.
4) My residence is also located in the downtown city center, which is wonderfully picturesque. Can't wait to go out and take pictures to post tomorrow.
5) The Danes put mustard and ketchup and mayonnaise on their salads......
6) So far, so great. I love you and miss you all. The only thing that could make this better is your presence.
When I arrived in Copenhagen, I dreaded going to the baggage claim. I had 90 pounds worth of luggage, a carry-on, and a laptop bag. I looked like a buffoon carrying all that around in the airport/train station. Despite that, however, I am happy to say that people of Denmark are some of the nicest, friendliest, and most helpful people I have ever encountered. At one point in time, I had three different people helping me load my luggage onto the train. Others helped me purchase tickets at an automated Danish ticket machine, and one other girl volunteered to take me around the train station and to my dormitory if my international student contact didn't show up. I'm very impressed.
Quick notes:
1) I road a train through the Danish countryside. It is everything you would expect. The Baltic Sea, green fields, cows, windmills, cottages, purple flowers.
2) The train had a candy trolley. But no Chocolate Frogs or Bernie & Bott's Jelly Beans, unfortunately.3) My residence is right next to a pub. Tomorrow we have plans to go out for my first legal drink. Ever.
4) My residence is also located in the downtown city center, which is wonderfully picturesque. Can't wait to go out and take pictures to post tomorrow.
5) The Danes put mustard and ketchup and mayonnaise on their salads......
6) So far, so great. I love you and miss you all. The only thing that could make this better is your presence.
