Blogs from Copenhagen, Region Hovedstaden, Denmark, Europe - page 60

It’s Thursday and I’m happy. It’s Thursday and I’m wondering if I’ll ever want to go home. It’s Thursday, and I’m lost in fairy tales. I spent today hunting down books with Ns. I spent yesterday wandering through the national art museum, eating falafel, and wearing my hood up. Also bought a ticket to Stockholm with C. It’s Thursday and I’m happy. I spent last night wandering the city into the wee hours of the morning. A man with beautiful words. I haven’t even been here 2 weeks. I’m not sure if that makes this crazy or even better. Gliding through the freezing costal air. Our hands are numb and you’re glad I came to Denmark. I feel so alive biking with you in the early morning darkness.... read more

This week was the first real week of classes. I like all of them very much and they seem really interesting to me. In human health and disease (HHD), we began learning how to take a patients history, the questions to ask about different aching body parts and when to ask them, and so on. Though I have shadowed my uncle before, who is a cardiologist, this was my first time actually being told the formality of the whole thing. I was fascinated by it all, and it definitely served to reinforce my future career plans. All the people in the class have some background knowledge with the topics, but I feel Wofford prepared me very well as I knew quite a bit of what we talked about and about what we are going to talk ... read more

Another marvelous night in Copenhagen. Went to check out the political science “Friday Bar”; each department has its own bar on Fridays, which is a novel and amusing concept to the American students, given how much universities at home try to keep us from drinking. It ended up being closed, so I called Ns, who came and met us, and we took a cab back to his friends’ place. Got a look at how “real” Danes enjoy a Friday night. You’re standard “pre-gaming” in someone’s apartment (complete with The Killers playing in the background), and then out to the kind of bar I wouldn’t go in by myself. They were a really great bunch, and we learned a Danish drinking game involving lying and dice, a pretty standard combination. Apparently beer-pong is unheard of here. But ... read more

Circle dance was decent after all; more so the food and drink than the orientation program. Maybe because eating is so primal, universal…? A veritable UN of diners. Political scientists…and a smaller minority of theorists. Philosophers. Fools. Anyway, The Happy Pig (translation to come) is now a new favorite spot…as is Ns’ company. Hopefully the pinky-swear to teach me Danish carries as much weight here as it does in the States (THE States?). Transgression of the time-honored schoolyard tradition: unspeakable crime. Not sure if I should be writing now…a little buzzed. Things always seem to look worse in the morning than in this happy state. Utopia. No place. JP swears by writing, drawing, etc. drunk (et. al.)…maybe there’s something to be said for it? I did manage to navigate the S-trains pretty well even in this ... read more

So, I have left Wiesbaden, Germany, a place I found immediately inviting and wonderful. I grew more comfortable with Jan, Celina, and Renate each day, and the immediate bond of family still amazes me. It truly places a value on discovering and getting in touch with ones past. I am currently in Copenhagen, Denmark. This is my first visit to the country and, upon arrival, I knew no one. The students at DIS are mostly outgoing. Sometimes, however, it feels as though it’s some bragging contest when everyone meets. Say their school, if it’s an Ivy league- no need to say more, if it’s not, define that it’s still good. The Danish are humble people so my defining myself in more than necessary descriptions is considered rude, and I can see why. At first, I was ... read more