Archive for the ‘ Exchange ’ Category

oh, summer.

I know that it has been a long time since I have updated. I was supposed to get on top of things during the break, but I have been enjoying it by catching up with people over meals and things, but it has also been filled with work and the painstakingly slow process of doing clerkship applications.

I do still regularly check a few Copenhagen sites though, which is probably not particularly healthy for me, given the fact that it just makes miss that home all the more. One of the sites is Hello Copenhagen.

One of the things that I am sad that I never got to experience  was what I think of as the waking up of Copenhagen, from winter, into summer.

Next weekend, 21-23 July there’s going to be a free open air screening of a couple of movies. I can just imagine how lovely that would be, sprawled out in Ørstedsparken, with the sun still up maybe at 20.00… Check it out here. :)

I went to Ørstedsparken early on during my stay in Copenhagen. The photos aren’t anything fantastic, but you know, I have to include something. :)

misselty.

øretedsparken.

farvel til mine venner! <3

global smølfedag i tivoli (25 juni 2011).

So apparently it is Global Smurf Day today, well I guess yesterday now. In celebration, Tivoli put on a whole bunch of events, which I think is pretty cool. :)

Also, this weekend is the first weekend that I have felt like I really don’t have anything immediate or pressing to do. Yes, this means that I am finally on holidays! So, amongst all the things that need to be done in the next month or so, hopefully I will be able to update a lot of things. :)

Spent the day helping P pack so that was quite fun, but also made me think back to the last couple of days before I left, both Sydney home and Copenhagen home. I guess Copes was worse, because the only choices were bag, bin or box. And then once the box was gone, it really became quite difficult…

I like to think that as a result of all the travelling I have become a bit better at packing lightly. We’ll see, next time I end up anywhere… :)

To the Europe guys, if you end up seeing this, I hope that you have a fantastic time away. It’s going to be amazing, and I can’t quite imagine it all in summer. I’m totally jealous, but also super excited for all of you to fall in love with that part of the world, just like I did. :)

And because this post wouldn’t be a post without a little bit of photo-ness from my time away, here are a few shots from one of the times that I visited Tivoli (23rd sept), thanks to the free September entry for KU students! :D

misselty.

tivoli attractions: koncertsalen, glassalen, himmelskibet (star flyer)

i thought this game was cute. can't remember what you had to do though.


a lovely performance of a pirates of the caribbean medley, by the tivoli promenade orchestra.

pantomimeteatret. (i can't remember right now what the performance was called...)

nimb vinotek/brasserie and lights.

maNga, the turkish entry for eurovision 2010, were performing that night.

the lights of tivoli.

tivoli illuminations.

tivoli, from vesterbrodgade.

a final loser photo from me. :)

regrets?

This time last year, I was in the midst of cramming of exams Equity & Trusts (the Law requirement before you can go on exchange) and trying to plan out how I was going to spend my first couple of weeks, and what I wanted to do, and where I wanted to go, and just figuring out the grand plan for everything. It felt like there were so many things to organise…

If you recall, I tried to learn Danish, and spectacularly failed. I had considered attending classes at Frederikskirken, the Danish Church over in Pennant Hills, but was told that I was too late for enrolments. This made me far more disappointed than I thought it would, but in any event, I told myself that I would go through exchange with no regrets.

Looking back, I really don’t have (m)any. Sure, maybe I could have done some things differently, but that would have been more of a curiosity thing, to see how things would have turned out, rather than because of any dissatisfaction with the way that they did.

I have mentioned before, somewhere, I don’t know whether it was here or Facebook, but I really had wished that I had made it to a FC København match…

Anyway, my point for this post, is the following video that made me wish a little that I had experienced a little bit of this craziness. :)

Note: This video was taken in Aarhus/Århus (depending on which view you prefer. See here for an article about the controversy!) Anyway, yeah, that’s where my original first choice, but due to mix ups and misunderstandings, I did not end up going there… Just a side note!

Anyway, yeah, things like that make me happy. :)

And because this post would not be a post without a photo, here’s one I prepared earlier, me being a super fan over a different sport, from an amazing country that I am still yet to post about… :)

misselty.

ice hockey at ice palace, st petersburg. :)

denmark makes the front page!

I know, I know, it has been a long time since you have heard from me. Uni totally gets the better of me, and it’s almost nearing exam times, so of course, the updates are looking more and more likely!

And after seeing this article on the front page of mx, I knew I had to come back and make a short-ish post.

dane's cheeky ban (mxnewspaper, may 26 2011, p1).

The article reports that a Danish law has effectively banned Vegemite from being sold throughout Denmark, given that it has not been approved by food authorities.

“the Danes have decided not to take their monarch’s birth nation of happy little Vegemites at their word.”

Just fyi, mx, Mary isn’t really the monarch of Denmark… but the article continued to amuse me further, courtesy of a quote from a Kraft Foods spokeswoman:

“We recognise that there is one very special Australian living in Denmark who we would be more than happy to send a personal care package to if she is having trouble finding it locally.”

To be honest, I don’t think the Danes are missing out on all that much if they can’t have Vegemite. And here is where I unload a few pictures on you, some that you may have seen before, but most are new (I think!).

Just a taste of some of the amazing food that Copenhagen at least had to offer.

Firstly, I have raved previously about my love affair with Sankt Peders Bageri and all its yummy goodness, but of course there are other bagerier (bakeries) around the place, such as HLM, this particular one which can be found adjacent to Illums Bolighus at Amagertorv at the centre of the city.

hlm@illums and a snegl (snail) from skt peders bageri.

Another one of my favourite pastries were these wonders (below, left) but I never did find out what they were called. I would just always point to them and the lovely people at Bilka would help me out. They had a pistachio-y inside and the outside was a nice pastry, quite like a croissant, but topped with, as you can see, poppy seeds. Sounds strange, but they were easy to gobble up. :) Something else that I loved, apple cake for dessert, served complete with sour cream (yes!). And of course, who could forget the amazing-ness of whipped cream topped hot chocolate. :)

unnamed nom and æblekage (apple cake) and varm chokolade (hot chocolate) at a café in frederiskberg.

Moving on from sweets now, while I never really got into the whole rugbrød thing, I was certainly partial to a great selection of cold meats and cheeses and the like. The cafeteria@KUA campus during our Danish Pre-Semester Language course definitely introduced me to some day-to-day Danish foods. More meat comes in the form of Jensen’s Bøfhus and the wonderfully affordable frokostbøf (lunch steak), with special Jensen’s sauce and amazing potatoes.

a plate from the cafeteria at KUA and 49kr frokostbøf (lunch steak) from jensen's bøfhus.

Last but not least, two great snacks: softis (soft serve) from the side window of Café Nodern, and a rød pølse (literally translated as, red sausage, but generally what we know as a hot dog) from a wagon along Strøget. I am a little sad that I could find a picture of my personal choice, a fransk (French) hotdog. (Oh wait, you can see it here, it’s the 15kr one on the right.)

softis from café nodern and a rød pølse from a pølsevogn.

With all these wonders and more (can anyone say noma, smørrebrød, marinerede sild… yeah, that is all I can remember from Danish class at this time of the night!), the Danes certainly aren’t missing out on… yeast extract!

misselty.

the twentieth of november two thousand and ten.

ørestad, mid-december.

It has been four months since I left the shores of my beloved Copenhagen.

While I posted about my leaving, I did not post about the day that I thought was going to be my last day. The day that I spent running around like crazy, trying to capture as much as I could. Trying to bring every single part of København away with me…

It all started with the snow, knowing that it might just be the last time, for a while, that I experienced snow like that.

waiting for the metro.

Walking through familiar streets, streets that I had walked down countless of times over the months, to uni, to eat, to meet, to wander, to get lost… But I feel like I know these streets like the back of my hand now…

fiolstræde, nørregade, sankt peders stræde- some of my most frequented streets.

Bikes, bikes everywhere. Even though I did not ever ride, I will miss the seeming effortlessness of all the cyclists, cruising along, threatening to knock me over… But what would Copenhagen be without them?

københavn har mange cyckler.

I had meant to visit Konditori La Glace the entire time that I was in Copenhagen, but had never found the time to do so. So I rushed there on my last day, and ordered a slice of Efterårskage (or Autumn Cake), together with two serves of hot chocolate.

la glace, og min efterårskage.

The cake was fabulously rich in chocolate, as you can probably tell from the picture, but it was so lovely, just to sit there, inside away from the cold, and contemplating my last day…

And of course, once I was done, the chilly blue skies decided to come out to play, and even that low winter’s sun.

nytorv.

It’s blue skies and sun like that, that made me love winters in Copenhagen. Winter days like this were few, but still, definitely worth the wait.

'med lov skal man land bygge' (with law shall country be built)

The City Court of Copenhagen, situated along Nytorv, bears the above inscription, which is from the Preamble of The Law of Jutland, which actually means something to me, since I took Introduction to Danish Law!

More pandering along, and then it was time to start heading home, pack the last few things (not knowing yet that my flight was to be cancelled…!)

københavn hovedbanegård.

On the train, homeward bound.

like so many journeys home.

kalveboderne, going from sjælland to amager.

And then arriving at Ørestad to find this…

no trains again. dsb sucks.

Oh, the joys of trains, plus snow.

My final trek through Fields, to visit my one and only…

bilka onestop, onelove.

And a final goodbye to the actual place that I called home for five months.

mit hjem, signalhuset.

It was terribly sad to say goodbye, and even going through, reliving my last day in Copenhagen has made me a little teary. I still miss it, four months on. It’s a hard place to shake, but I don’t think that you could ever really understand that unless you have been there, lived there, and then had to leave.

A part of me will always call Copenhagen home, and I know that I will be back there one day.

København, jeg savner dig.

misselty.

21st august: a day of festival-ities.

It was a Saturday and I had planned to go to Fælledparken to check out the Fair Fælled Festival. I metro-ed it to Frederiksberg, but instead was distracted by the Pride Parade. Here are just a few snapshots. :)

leading the parade.

just some of the many colourful faces.

the batman and robin made me laugh.

even the swedes came out!

Once the street cleared, I tried waiting for a bus, but that failed, so I did some fantastic public transport jumping, ending up at Østerport station, and then hopping on a bus to get to Fælledparken.

My noob-ness with the area had me dropping at Parken, the national stadium of Denmark, and home to FC København, who I regretfully never saw play. I was apparently around on the day of a home game, because there were mad supporters around everywhere.

parken.

Then a bit of getting lost exploring…

not quite through the wilderness.

Before arriving at the festival.

the stage and the stalls.

Spent a few hours there, and met some friends from my Danish class as well, so just chilled, listening to the music, eating a little…

Then wandered back towards the station on foot.

around østerport.

I miss that feeling of wonder and excitement, getting lost only to find something else on the way.

misselty.

17th sept: students only!-fest 2010 @ det sorte diamant

So, I am not the most party-going person. But when I heard about the Students Only!-fest to be held at Det Sorte Diamant (The Black Diamond, aka The Royal Library), I must admit, I was a little bit more than fascinated, and figured that I should at least feel a little bit of the ‘normal’ exchange lifestyle. :P

Metro-ed to Christanshavn and then walked across the bridge. Oh how I miss Copenhagen with remnants of light… at 8pm! Although, it was fading very quickly by this time.

in the fading light: towards the west side (top) and then across the way to christianshavn (bottom)

det sorte diamant (on the right)

I got there around 20.30, because I’ve never been too sure about the whole ‘fashionably late’ concept. Although in retrospect, it was probably a good thing. Met up with SH and then we headed in. There were actually quite a lot of people there already, but it wasn’t very vibe-y. Met some people, as you do, and then hung around listening to the various acts. To be honest, the whole time, I was just amused by the fact that it was a library, and you spent most of your time in a library getting told to shut up, except on this night, there was heaps of music and flowing alcomohol… not to mention a crazy light show!

light art

So, I think one of the reasons I don’t like parties so much, is because of the music… It’s not really my kind of style. And it was the same on the night… at least, until the boys from The Rumour Said Fire came on. :)

trsf.

We actually headed down to get closer to the bridge and the band, saw two guys get totally rejected by these two other girls… then figured that it was time to head home, because we’re cool like that.

In the end though, apparently it got really full, and a whole lot of people who came later couldn’t actually get in! So, while I may have been unfashionably early, I came, I saw, and I was thoroughly amused. :)

And my adventure into exchange party-life?

Well, let’s just say that I haven’t changed that much. :)

misselty.