Another week has come and gone in the flash of a camera shutter, so it is only right that I only have polaroids to show for it. Before I came to Copenhagen, I remember looking at the DIS semester calendar thinking “huh, I can do this! A week of travel here, a week of chilling there, no problem!”
That schedule turned out to be… false. Every week has brought upon its own series of adventures and challenges; each “chill” week as eventful as the following travel week. Which explains my weekly polaroid update. So take a look below; somehow this week was just as exciting as my core course time in Ireland!
Last weekend (Friday, October 11), I had just arrived in Prague to meet my friend Megan (who I know from my home university, William and Mary), and Ludy (also from William and Mary, currently studying in Madrid. Hear about when she visited me in Copenhagen here!). Meg and I arrived before Ludy, so to pass the time we went to Letna, a beer garden overlooking the city. We drank radlers (beer mixed with sprite) and watched the dreary afternoon transform into the pink sunset. What a magical first night! And just look at Meg— how could you not fall in love with Prague right then and there!?
On our second day in Prague we basked in the midday sun and had a picnic. This picnic was partially planned and partially forced… when Ludy and I were left alone in the farmers market we bought literally every snack offered to us. Before we knew it we had cheese, prosciutto, Croatian clementines, and Megan supplied the fresh bread. All we needed was the $1 wine from the Vinoteka across the street!
Our air bnb was tiny but lovely. So lovely, in fact, that a tiny bird tried to get in through these very windows early on Sunday morning! One of the windows was closed, however, causing the tiny bird to get stuck in between the panes. To make matters worse, a ginormous hawk kept diving in from the roof across the courtyard to… kill this tiny bird!? It was a traumatic morning. We don’t remember much. But the view was nice!
I returned from Prague to my beloved Copenhagen early on Monday morning. I missed the warm temperatures of the Czech Republic but I fell in love all over again with this danish city in autumn light. I wouldn’t change this view for anything.
Thursday was a big day because my dad arrived in Copenhagen. I met him at the airport at 7:50 A.M., little danish flag in hand, ready to start our weekend of sightseeing with gusto.
And so the Copenhagen-in-72-hours plan was put into action! We started with my favorite cafe (Paludan Cafe, about a 5 minute walk from DIS), walked around some museums, checked out my Kollegium, and ate an incredible dinner at Mission (if you’re looking for somewhere to eat, I highly recommend this place. They describe themselves as ~Mediterranean food with a Californian twist~. Take that as you will). Thursday swept away from me before I could grab a picture, but come Friday I left nothing to chance. We went to the glass markets and got the traditional Danish open-faced sandwiches (pictured above, in all their over-exposed glory). Later we went on a biking tour of Copenhagen and saw all the big sites (more on that later!).
For dinner we went truly international and bought pies from… the American Pie Company. How brave of us! But in all seriousness, the American Pie Company paints an interesting picture: founded by two women, one from Denmark and one from Illinois, the Pie Company is refined, famous, and equally rooted in Danish and American foodism.
Is foodism even a word? Like being a foodie, but describing the movement as a whole? If not then it should be, and it should be used to describe the experience of eating a pie from the American Pie Company.
240 Days in Denmark 