Day One!

My first day in CPH was a long one. The first 2 things I noted upon setting foot in the airport were:

1. The color hair platinum blonde actually does exist. In Canada people with that color blonde are generally posers. In Scandinavia? This stuff is real people.
2. Guys are much more inclined to wear skinny jeans/khakis. It’s all over the place.

My mentor, Elise, met me at the airport and she was completely sweet. And in fact, she just returned from a trip abroad to Whistler where she worked as a ski instructor for the winter 2011 season! We waited at the airport for an hour until her other mentee flew in. There we met Carolyn and Laura, both from Brussels, Belgium.

Apparently Scandinavian people are very frugal (just like us Asian peeps!) and so we took the metro into town with our 6 pieces of luggage. I was hauling my weight in suitcases down cobblestone roads which was not that fun but eventually we caught a cab back to my new flat. My new neighbourhood is called Vesterbro and as my mentor tells me, it is filled with an eclectic mix of prostitutes, seniors and international students. Yay!

More excitement: Hot dogs are Denmark’s signature food. They are EVERYWHERE. I LOVE IT. I will let you know when I try them with their 3 awesome sauces.

After an afternoon of touring with Elise, Carolyn and Laura, we figured we needed groceries and stopped off at the closest one to our flat, Netto. It was really small, crowded and everything was in Danish. Grocery shopping after being up for over 24 hours and not being able to read anything means I have no idea what I really bought and is currently in my fridge. Good thing my roommate seems to be a good cook – I got home to her and her friend making homemade pizza! Obviously I got in on that and after wiping down my entire room in the Danish Lysol equivalent called BANG, it was finally bedtime!