Two mondays ago my friend Jackie from home arrived in Copenhagen. She had two weeks off for spring break and decided to come for a visit. I met her at the airport. I got there at 7, am. That's right. 7 am on a Monday. Those who know me, know just how painful that was for me, but she did travel 3000 miles so it was really the least I could do.
She got here, settled into the room, and she took a nap while I went to my two morning classes. I came pack, had lunch(which was really good in my completely unbiased opinion--I made meatballs and flatbread. Then we went into the city in time for my 3 hours finance class. The walk was lovely because it was sunny. Sun in Copenhagen. I am not kidding.
For the duration of the her stay we had great weather, only rain 1/2 days. It looks as if it's warming up, no more snow for Copenhagen. The ice has melted from the harbor.
So we went to class, and got out an hour early. I kept telling Jackie that the sun and the early release were anomalies. But come Tuesday there was sun again. We repeat that patten, class, met up, walk around to different sites, for the first week. That Saturday we went to the Louisiana Art Museum, modern art. It is located 40 minutes by train from the center of town. When you see the museum it's deceiving because it looks like a small cottage, but in the inside it is very large with twisting corridors. It's like a maze. Very neat.
Sunday we went out by my old dorm, seeing as everything is closed here on Sunday. Monday we went inside the black diamond library after failing to get into Tivoli(closed till April 15th). Tuesday after my classes we went to the Hamlet Castle which was really neat. You can see Sweden from the embankments. It has moats.
Jackie left on Wednesday, and classes ended on Friday. Now I have two weeks off. Oh, on Friday I was walking home from class, I think it was Friday anyway, and this store front has people streaming in and out of it, so of course I went in. It was a sample sale. It attracted Danish women of all ages, shopping with such intensity that I felt scared. The clothes were very danish, and now know where Danish women get all there black clothes.
I leave in a very hours for Stockholm(via a 9 hour bus ride-fun stuff). I'll get there at 630am walk around(if I'm functional) for an hour or so, and then make my way to the airport. I'm flying to Paris! first time visiting the city, and I'm excited. I'm there Monday through Friday, then I head to Italy. I'm flying in and out of Bologna and in between I'll be visiting different cities. I'm going to go hiking for a couple of days in the Cinque Terre. Looking forward to the break.
The one thing is that I had to pack one backpack as a carry-on. For two weeks. Me. I am a horrible packer. I bring two bags for a day trip. I don't like to play favorites with my clothes; I love them all equally. To complicate it I need running stuff, stuff that won't scream tourist in Paris, and warm stuff for hiking. In one bag. I took 8 pairs of shoes to Turkey. I wore at least 6 pairs. So narrowing it down has been tricky. Especially because I only did laundry an hour ago. My aversion to packing makes me procrastinate. I did it though--look! Only three pair of shoes(1 running, flats, sneakers to walk in) and two pairs of jeans.
Now I need to shower from my long run, put on an outfit that I can sleep in and head into town.
I'm sure I'll have withdrawal from leaving my computer behind... but I will update when I get internet. Bye Copenhagen!
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