Posts Tagged ‘ copenhagen: leaving ’

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. :)

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.

the one where everything that could have gone wrong, did.

And so ends my exchange… :(

I was supposed to leave Copenhagen on Monday at 18.20, but just as I was finishing up the final touches to my packing, I received an SMS and checked online and found out that my flight was cancelled. I had to rebook, and so I did so for Tuesday, same time.

Later that night, at about 22.30, I received another SMS about a ‘rescue’ flight to London-Stansted at 9am in the morning, but after L’s wonderful 31 hour experience on Saturday… I was not keen to go via Stansted. So I stuck with my 18.20 on Tuesday.

Come Tuesday, of course, everything was fine, until about 14.00. It was just the beginning of everything that could go wrong, actually going wrong, when I discovered that the flight was going to be delayed an hour. But ok, fine, it would still work out quite ok, get to London at 20.30, plus travel time to get to M+C’s… but it would be ok.

So, I was a little slow getting to the station, because I overestimated my skill at juggling all of my luggage. Thank you to all the Danes who looked on as the tiny Asian girl struggled.

The train was delayed, but only by a little, so in fact it was actually quite good, because it meant I could take a little bit of a breather.

The train was packed like sardines and I almost didn’t get on but for the girl who pretty much pulled me and all my stuff on to the train. I had to stand off balance for most of the time, but fair enough.

The trusty Tan family ‘blue bag’ presented a slight tear upon arrival at the station. But that was not the main problem. It seemed that I had misplaced the lock and keys for the suitcases. But check in was required first. So I checked in, and then proceeded to attempt mending of the blue bag. Luckily I had a number of safety pins and a stapler on hand. And then I found the keys. Then I checked in, things were fine, then went through security. No problems again.

No gate had been allocated for the flight. So I just sat around waiting for some sign of a gate to appear. Finally, at 18.30, a gate number appeared. So I headed over there. Got to the gate, waited a little while, and then we were let in. Of course, we could only just sit there, waiting for some sign…

gate d101...

An announcement finally comes at 19.30… informing us of another hour delay. Not happy Jan. What I did find slightly amusing was that Norwegian decided to send me another SMS informing me, as if I wouldn’t have been at the gate yet… So it was time to sit some more. Finally, at about 20.00, we started boarding. No problems, no nothing. 20.30 and boarding was complete, but we weren’t moving.

Of course, an announcement from the pilot, something about the congestion etc etc… And then finally, we started taxi-ing. We had to get the wings de-iced, but ok, I will allow time without complaint for that, because I cannot imagine that iced wings make for very good flying…

de-ice-ing. (de-icing just makes me think of icing on a cake...)

But of course, just as we were in place for take off, another announcement from the cockpit. Due to the high traffic into London-Gatwick, we were not allowed to take off for another 10 minutes. And true enough, 10 minutes later, WE HAD LIFT TAKE OFF! No problems with the flight. I pretty much just slept because I was still feeling a little bit sickly.

leaving = sadfish.

farvel københavn. :(

Landed in Gatwick with no further delays. Then went through immigration, and no problems.

:O in london?! no wai!

Then went to collect luggage. Waiting and waiting for the carousel number to appear on the board…

Until an announcement was made that said that, since the flight had arrived out of time, there were not enough ground staff to unload all the luggage from our flight, and also another flight from Billund. After waiting for over an hour, finally we were directed to carousel 3. And there was our luggage! It was already 23.20, and I was really worried that I wouldn’t make the tube after the train. Spoke to M and then went to buy my ticket.

I got stuck in the queue for the tickets for 20 minutes. It was a little bit ridiculous that there was only one counter open at that time… And I was racing for time to catch the 23.51.

Of course, at about 23.47, I noticed that the 23.51 had been cancelled because “No driver could not be found”. I have no idea what that means… but then I was set for the 00.21. Ok, no problem. So I went down to Platform 4 to wait for the train.

At about 00.10, an announcement is made that says that the platform has been changed to Platform 2. So there I go, with all my luggage… up the stairs. Yay. :(

FINALLY, the train arrives.

finally on the train! (sleepy smile)

And I get to London Bridge Station. Thanks to M+C for picking me up from there, seeing as by 1.10, the tube wasn’t running anymore…

LOOK RIGHT! (london bridge station, 1.08am.)

And then finally I got back to their place. And finally got to rest a little bit.

And that is my epic, Getting to London story. I think this beats the St Petersburg day…!

I will post about my first few days in London soon. I don’t want things to pile up too much. :) But it is fantastic. :)

misselty.

københavn, jeg elsker dig.

sunset from ørestad station. (photo: me)

I wrote this post back in early November, shortly after Beck left. I felt weird to post it that early on because I wasn’t that close to leaving yet. But now that I am leaving, or at least, I am supposed to have left, I thought it was about time that I did. I’ll edit it a little bit though, and add a few things… :)

It was good to have Beck here when she came, not only to get me out of my post-Russia, I-don’t-want-to-be-in-Copenhagen funk, but to remind me just how much I love this city. Taking her around and talking about living here, I realised how much I enjoy this little life that I have built for myself. Sure, a lot of it is spent pandering around on my own, but it’s just… I’ve definitely adjusted to it, and I almost don’t want to go home.

Copenhagen is the capital of Denmark and is home to about 2 million people. It is a city that is built on so much history, as many European cities are. It’s a rather quiet city, and things happen at a relatively slow and relaxed pace. I wasn’t expecting the big city kind of life when I came here, and I’ve gotten quite used to the quiet-ness, so much so that when I went to Stockholm last weekend, I found myself having to get used to being in a city-city again, and Stockholm is by no means the size of home. One of the things that I find quite strange is what seems to be a complete absence of people rushing in their business suits, although this may be due to the fact that I am hardly ever out and about at that kind of a time. There are always people just milling about, not so much lost, but just enjoying themselves, wherever they are, on their way to wherever they’re going.

Before I came here, people told me that Copenhagen wasn’t very exciting, and there wasn’t so much to see and do here. I’ve found that I don’t crave the excitement, or having things to do, or being busy at all. I’m quite content to wander down Strøget, explore the various palaces and gardens that are dotted around the city. I wouldn’t say there are that many actual tourist attractions to see, but wandering around and getting lost is always fun, and can sometimes be very rewarding. I still have to go back and visit the streets that I got lost in the other day while trying to take a shortcut… Needless to say, it didn’t end up being so short. :)

Other things about Copenhagen… I like catching the free S-tog on the first Sunday of the month and visiting a random place in the outskirts. While I do not like how things are not open on Sundays, except for the first Sunday, I guess it’s nice to have a day where you aren’t obliged to go out. I love the harbour, and walking that stretch along the water between where the Little Mermaid should be, down towards Nyhavn. It is no Sydney Harbour, and there is no Harbour Bridge, but it’s Copenhagen, and I love it. The entire bike culture, and hygge, and hearing Danish and the small joy in being able to understand every odd sentence now and then…

I have definitely enjoyed being able to live on my own, keeping my room as messy or as clean as I want it. I won’t miss having to cook for one, but that has been an experience in itself.

I guess you could say that Copenhagen has made me a much more relaxed person. I don’t stress out as much while I am here, not even about uni and classes and all that (which may be a bad thing…!)

I really will missing living here though. I still have two months or so, yet I am still thinking about when it comes time to leave…

Since it has been leaving week, and I’ve spent last week saying goodbye to people, and goodbye to the city, it made me really realise just how much I had here. I know that I am not the most social of people, so I did not expect to make as many friends as I did. I really hope that we remain in contact with each other, and I’m so glad that we have the wonderful interwebs now, and Skype and Facebook… :)

It really is the people that make an exchange experience. Sure, your aim is to mix with the locals, but being an international student, you are far more likely to run into people from people from every single other country, but the one that you are staying in. But either way, it is what it is. And that’s all there is. :)

I guess a post is required re: leaving and London failure and all that, but I think I am just relishing the fact that I have one more day here. Even if it will mostly just be spent at home refreshing the Norwegian website to make sure that my flight is still on schedule…!

misselty.