"Hej" Copenhagen!

 Still smelly and having not slept in too many hours to count, my day began at the Copenhagen airport after landing at 10:25am. It was fairly warm, but I kept my jacket on just in case my toxic fumes would spread to those around me. After all, no one wants to be friends with the smelly kid. (A small insight into the rest of my day: I'm writing this at 11pm at night and I still haven't showered yet, ew) I didn't actually smell that bad, regardless I was still self-conscious and couldn't wait to get settled in, hop in the shower, and sneak in a nap if I was lucky. Either I waited so long that my smell went away, I just stopped smelling myself because I was used to it, or I was so tired that I didn't care; one way or another the smell was gone and I was a happy walking zombie exploring Copenhagen.

America needs to take note on Denmark's modes of public transportation. Buses and bikes have their own lanes, and they are constantly in use. There are plenty of cars on the road as well, but public transportation is highly utilized, as it should be. Having just barely missed the 1A bus into downtown to pick up our textbooks, there was another bus at the stop within 5 minutes. Regardless of how good your public transportation is, one thing remains constant between countries: there is always that one bus driver with a lead foot. After every bus stop on our way back to the apartments, people would file onto the bus one by one. As soon as the doors slammed closed, each person in line would begin to fall forward like dominoes as the driver slammed on the gas. In a combination of exhaustion and hysteria, we made it through the bus ride with white knuckles clenched to the handle bars, all the while staying alert and ready to catch the next falling passenger.

I'm staying in the university's living accommodations called Tasingegade, which is about 20 minutes from class or downtown via bus or bike. I'm staying in a single bedroom with my own kitchenette and bathroom. It is a small, quaint room that is perfectly sized. The bathroom on the other hand will take some getting used to. There is no separation between the toilet, sink, and shower, not even a divider on the floor. The shower drains to the center of the bathroom under the sink, and there is just a thin shower curtain to pull around yourself that barely protects the sink from getting soaked. It's all part of the experience!