SO. MUCH. FUN.
It's Audrey Gyr and Audrey T+alphabet in Copenhageeeeennnnnn.
The two and a half days total cost me just under $261 (USD), tickets, food, and entrance fees to sights all included. It's a great city (if somewhat expensive...but hey, you're in Europe! Whatcha gonna do?) I still have 15 or 20 Danish kronor left with me too...
I arrived Friday night on 1.15.2010 and after meeting up with the other Audrey and getting settled in her room, we hopped on out to enjoy the night life. Having run around looking for her friends unsuccessfully, we gave up our search and just decided being warm was priority #1. Thus we stopped at a random bar next to a packed club called Zoo, went inside, and our eyes were met with smoke and men...older men, like in their 30s or so, all smoking and drinking. We didn't drink much-- just bought a beer each to look social and ended up standing around and catching up with each other. It was nice too because no one was puking or belligerently drunk-- these people were just here to enjoy each others' company.
After standing there awkwardly, a couple of men waved over and motioned that there was room to sit, so we did. Audrey and the man to her right had a long and intense conversation regarding Danish lifestyles, life views, and education. I tried to instigate conversation with the other Dane sitting across from me, but each attempt soon fizzled out into an awkward silence. The guy was good looking, but extremely quiet and seemed unsure of what one was supposed to do in a social situation like this.
I asked about what he did and the usual.
Apparently he has been a police officer for about 10 years now.
(TEN YEARS. HE LOOKED TOO YOUNG FOR THAT)
I noted it was a little strange to think about a police officer not in uniform.
His reply?
"Ah, yes...I know...I'm a little awkward right now too, right?"
Eventually they left and Audrey and I sat there for a while longer chatting and having a nice evening. During the course of this conversation, the population of the pub changed noticeably: all the older patrons had left and a steady stream of younger, hipper people were coming in. Then suddenly, PLONK and PLONK-- two guys sit themselves down right on either side of us, squishing Audrey and I together in the middle. What a game. The one on my left, name: Jonas, and the one of Audrey's right, name: Magnus, pretended not to know each other at first and flirted outrageously with us and with incredible tenacity. Even my blatant "stop being so cocky and I already have a BOYFRIEND" statements took a while to work.
Eventually Magnus got up and left and Jonas (who Audrey pointed out looked kind of like Leonardo DiCaprio) left me alone, occasionally aiming a forlorn "I CANT believe you have a boyfriend...I am so HORRIFIED you have a boyfriend" at me. That left us in peace and we started talking with a third friend who walked in with the other two. Known only as "the ninja turtle dude," he was polite, funny, and much better at being a real person than Magnus and Jonas. Audrey told me after we left how she'd contemplated giving her number to said turtle dude just to teach the other two a lesson.
The only picture we took all night was with turtle dude-- though leo-look-alike got an arm in too.
Dunno what's up with his face...In any case, we did our own fair bit of traveling-- saw the Amalienborg Castle and took photos "with" a guard (that is, if you call staying 1.5 meters away from him "with" him), went to the National Gallery, and even took the train up to Hamlet's castle :)
If you ever want to know why Hamlet was such a tortured soul...the real truth...not because his father was murdered and he could see ghosts, all you have to do is go to the castle. Cold as shit and basically the windiest place I've ever been. Walking up to the castle from the train station, I was actually worried the wind would take my hat away. It's also COMPLETELY different from the castles I'd grown accustomed to seeing throughout France and Italy. The insides are rather spartan and there isn't as much gold or precious metal work lying around. The paintings are also of a different nature and style...
Think about it. With an image of Kronos eating his children staring down at you from the ceiling as you eat your midday snack, wouldn't that make you into a singularly depressed prince?
That evening we went to go see the statue of the Little Mermaid in the harbor. It's not that big and not very impressive, but the sadness in her look and posture is really something. I didn't like that there were smokestacks and powerplants in the scenery behind her though...you could almost think that she was so forlorn because of the changed landscape instead of her own sad story.
I gave her a hug to make her feel better.
That night we went dancing and stayed out until I don't know when, but I do know I collapsed in bed and was very unhappy I had to leave so early the next morning.
BUT Audrey is coming to Stockholm soon, so maybe we'll be able to meet up! Woohooo!
And the last image I will leave you with about Denmark:
DAMN STRAIGHT! LOVE DOESN'T NEED HANDLES.
hahaa YOU WILD CHILD. i miss you :) <3
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