Culturaly

April is here and it brought along the super long and warm spring days. Finally some life in Denmark. How it looks?! Well…some already wear summer shoes, light clothes, sun glasses…convertible cars and motorbikes everywhere…along the river in the centre people are sitting with their faces in the sun…all in all…super chillin’. It sounds, looks and feels perfect when the sun is in your face while cycling home. Unfortunately my chronicle laryngitis is back and I can’t enjoy to the maximum. I was a bit voiceless these days, now it’s only in the morning and the evening…and the bad part is that I don’t have pills….I have to use natural stuff to treat it, ginger tea and honey and lemon, which is totally unusual for me…I need my pills damn it!

To get the best out of these wonderful days and since Iveta (Marketa’s friend) was here, and I get along very well we her, we decided to get a cultural view of Aarhus. And so, we went to some museums and the theater.

Aros (this is some sort of national art museum – very good, but again since it’s national it’s Danish).

Steno Museum (the university's museum of Science and Medical - where we did a lot of experiments on ourselves and even entered a vagina where you would heare the sounds a baby hears...it was a really good museum).

The last AAITC play was called "Crime on Goat island" and just like the last play we went to, it was very much focused on women. But this time it was a bit evil. Anyway...a great way to end the week.

I remember that, before leaving, somebody laughed at me when I said that I want to save the world. My thoughts were considered foolish and immature and the laughter made me feel embarrassed about my own dreams. Now, I am sorry about feeling ashamed…I should have stood straight and argue my case. What are we without culture, feelings, and the environment around us (animals, plants, stars etc.). Nothing. If we all have a goal on this planet than somebody must try to save them too, right?! Since when did thinking about something else than making money become immature and foolish!? I am also driven by money, and I truly accept that as a strong feature of my character…but this doesn't mean that I believe in them.

I am totally in love with the people around me. I feel myself as a different person since I am here. I don't mind people eating in bed, scrubbing the food from their plates and making sounds...I don't mind a lot of the things that irritated me at home. I am way more relaxed and non judgemental. I take people as they are...and I am starting to take on the whole Jante law thing with "sorry" and "thank you" all the time, and it makes me feel good...though I would be considered a fool in other places. I don't know if this should make me feel good or bad...but the thought of changing now frightens me when I think about returning home...I actually cannot believe that it is April...my 8th month of Denmark and 2 months away from returning home...a thing which brings chills down my spine...I am truly afraid of returning home now...I pray to get my internship in Spain.

I *heart* Kobenhavn

To get rid of my demons I hit the train to Copenhagen, for another grand escape. The city of Copenhagen is absolutely gorgeous. I loved the vibe of a capital city, cars, people, noise and diversity. It's not Bucharest when it comes to traffic and crowd, but at least it's better than Aarhus. I totally enjoyed it and the weather was perfect. I could not stop smiling and enjoying. I left Aarhus on Friday, early morning by train and returned on Saturday evening by bus/ferry. We slept in a good hotel/hostel called Jorgensen in a 12 people room, with some French people, and a good breakfast for only 150 kr/night.

This is definitely a must see European capital. Still Stockholm is better :P.

The little mermaid (someone did a heart graffiti on the stone under the mermaid).

The National Museum (actually the best museum I have ever been in…it's perfect and full of cultural vibes, even if it's mainly Danish culture).

The Merman and his 7 sons (According to a Danish folk legend, Agnete was a young peasant girl who was walking by the shore as a merman emerged from the waves and offered her his hand. Agnete fell in love with him immediately and went to the bottom of the sea with him, where she gave birth to his seven sons. After eight years, however, as she was sitting by the crib of her youngest son, Agnete heard the sound of churchbells ringing from her old village, and she felt homesick. She got permission from the merman to go to church, on the one condition that she would come back to him after mass. But of course, once on land again, Agnete found that she missed the church and her family too much, and she wouldn't return. In Suste Bonnén’s sculpture, the merman and his seven sons are pleading for Agnete to return to them, stretching out their arms towards her).

Christiania (Freetown Christiania is a partially self-governing neighbourhood of about 850 residents in the borough of Christianshavn in the Danish capital Copenhagen. Christiania has established semi-legal status as an independent community, but has been a source of controversy since its creation in a squatted military area in 1971. Its open cannabis trade was tolerated by authorities until 2004. Since then, measures for normalising the legal status of the community have led to conflicts, and negotiations are ongoing.Among many Christiania residents, the community is known as staden ('the town'), short for fristaden ('the freetown').

Carlsberg factory/museum (I am not a big fun of beer, but I just found my favourite - Carl's Ale - it left a sweet honey taste in my mouth...mmm...delicious...and I found the Carl Jacobsen initially used the swastika as the symbol for Carlsberg in 1908 - this is a symbol of luck in the Viking culture and other cultures, as well as the Jewish star - which he considered the alchemy symbol for beer).

Crazy weather makes us weird

This day has to be written down and marked in my history. It was a strange day from the 1st second I woke up...at 04:13. First of all...after yesterday the sun rose at 6:00, this morning it did at 5:30...half an hour earlier in just one day. At that hour the weather was rather ok...not very cold...just usual spring early morning, but all of a sudden it starter snowing...and not just a few snow flakes...it was a fking blistering-windy snow...but only for 1 hour because the sun started shining bright  melting the snow. But no worries in another hour it started snowing again...in the same degree...and this is how the whole day went...with super snow and then super sun.

The second thing that really gave me a good laugh (ironic faith type of laugh) was more extreme. While I was eating my 10 o'clock lunch with Marketa somebody started knocking hard and ringing at the door. We had no idea who it was and we've been told about someone who comes randomly to invoice the radio/internet waves...and the bill is pretty high...so we decided not to answer :). He stopped, but after 10 minutes he was back...and we got really scared and of course didn't answer. Finally he stopped and came to Edita's window to make us signs to open the door...and we did...and it was the janitor. They had a problem with the sewage upstairs so he needed to know that we would be home when the plumbers will come to also check our kitchen sewage. Of course he was pissed at us, but we were scared :D. Anyway, before I tell the rest of the story I must say that this weekend we had general cleaning, which is once a semester and someone from the university comes to check if it's properly made...and it has to be otherwise they call in a cleaning company and charge us...so we spent all weekend cleaning to the extreme, everything. So...the plumbers came and started working in the apartment up stairs...they said everything is ok in our apartment, so we were relaxed. But after 10 minutes the kitchen was full of a black, smelly, sticky grease with water and hair and iiiiiiiiiiiii...horribleeeee.....the walls, the floor, the dishes, the furniture...everything. We couldn't do anything but laugh...it looked so bad and this was after one whole weekend of super cleaning...and tomorrow they are coming to check it...One of the plumbers agreed to help us clean. So he put on his gloves...rolled his sleeves and got on his knees to clean the floor while we were cleaning the furniture and the walls. He was a typical Danish guy: big and blond...Viking type...with a rose model tattoo on his forearm and a very strange sense of humour, as he was trying to make us feel better by telling us that we should be happy..."it could have been shit" :))...ha ha ha...funnnnyyyy…so we cleaned again…everything. I am only sorry for the t-shirt I was wearing which turned a bit violet from brown because of the acid in the dirty thing.

The day is not yet over, but I hope no other things worth remembering will happen :)