So, our first day was really something like two days. I mean, there was the weird "day on the plane" thing which just kind of folded into a pocket once we stepped off the plane into Copenhagen and ceased to be. And then there was the "oh god i'm so tired because I didn't sleep on the plane" thing which followed.
Our temporary hosts in Copenhagen are very amazing, I must say. We're rooming with Julie's friends that I'd met with once before while they're here studying abroad. So they know all of the tricks of the cheapest grocery store and the secret of the pizza sandwich which they shared with us for dinner last night before, at 8 pm, I just could not go on. Not even Top Model could keep me awake, I swear.
They live right in Central Copenhagen, which is expensive for them, but absolutely perfect for us. The stairs up from the Metro (an amazingly well-developed system for how recent it is) opened up to the theater building, the city's oldest hotel, and ornate apartment buildings all in a round about the public ice rink. About three blocks from their house we walked to a lane with a canal running through it and a Christmas market along one side and joined the massive crowd of people walking down the pedestrian street (everyone walks here - there was one poor car trying to cross) to the town square with city hall by Tivoli, the amusement park that we'll at least be getting dessert at at some point. I don't know - it's all so rich and clean and shiny here - all of the storefronts looked so cool, and the town square did its best impression of Times Square or Picadilly Circus and didn't do all that bad.
But like I said, that was my "oh why didn't I sleep on the plane" day, so we didn't stay out that late. We met up with Tommy, Julie's and my friend from high school, got blankets from a friend of Mackenzie's who lived in these amazing student apartments built like stacked cubes in a circle of about seven stories, and pretty much just went back to the apartment on the fourth floor off the Metro, ate, watched Top Model, and slept.
I think today we're going to an art museum, the Toburg brewery, but it's raining so we're going to do the walking tour bit tomorrow, and I'm sure we'll find plenty else to do instead. It's an amazing city - it'd be similar to home except all the signs are in anagrams and the buildings look so much cooler with, you know, having been their for centuries - and I just can't believe I'm here.
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