Love is in the Air

In class we talked about how one's background and country of birth dictates many of your life experiences. We completed an online simulator of what our life would be like if our country of birth was determined using a lottery. I would highly recommend checking out this website and spinning the lottery of life to see how your circumstances might have been different if you were born in a different country. 

http://thelotteryoflife.co.uk/

After class we went to get lunch at Flottenheimer, an amazing cafe with a student discount. It had free wireless Internet which was called "Love is in the Air" and there was a great, modern feel to the place. I had a pesto chicken salad with olive tapenade, carrots, and tomatoes. I practically licked the plate it was so good! I will definitely be back here whether it is to grab a bite to eat or to study with a cup of coffee.

I'm slowly getting more and more behind on sleep. Between biking at least 6 miles a day, walking around Copenhagen, late nights of homework, and going out with friends, one of these days I'm going to just lie down on the side of the road to take a nap. Not to mention, the past few days my eyes have been very red, and it looks like I may have developed conjunctivitis, aka pink eye. Either that or my eyes are super dry, itchy, pussing, and crusty for no reason. I might have allergies or it could be from the lack of sleep, but either way it isn't pleasant. I stopped wearing contacts and have been rinsing out my eyes as best as possible, but it was time to give my eyes rest and take a nice long, much needed nap. 

I woke up to a loud banging on my door and at least 15 text messages. Lindsay, Natalie, and I had made plans to go on a bike ride and then to a coffee shop while Natalie was in a meeting. For once I was happy to be woken up so I didn't sleep the day away.

After biking around and having no luck finding a coffee shop with wireless Internet, we found a place called The Living Room. This might be my new favorite spot in Copenhagen. It is a little coffee shop and cafe with an upstairs section that has bars stools and a counter. After finding no seating at the counter, Lindsay and I trekked to the dark and mysterious downstairs room. We found a large open room with big comfy chairs of all different shapes and sizes. It had a very warm, welcoming atmosphere, and we sat down to blog and journal while waiting for Natalie. 

After our phones and computers were drained of their power and our hands were cramped up from writing, we decided to head home. 

Now that we didn't have to stay up and write a paper until the crack of dawn, it was a relaxing night of dinner and laundry. I really don't like doing laundry. It is such a hassle to drag all your clothes to the laundry room, which is 3 flights upstairs in my case. Then you have to wait for a washing machine to be available, or drag all your clothes back downstairs. Once a machine is available, you have to wait for your load to be done and pray that no one will take your laundry out of the washer to make room for their clothes. After too many hours of running up and down the stairs to check the status of our laundry, the dryers still weren't working and left our clothes soaking wet. Good thing the directions on the washing machine were in English, just kidding they couldn't make it that easy on us. Luckily we found some directions on the wall that told us to dump out the water from the dryer that accumulates in a water container. After reading the directions and checking the container, we found that it was completely full. No wonder our clothes were soaking wet!