Soooo two Mondays ago I decided to rent a bike….so naturally I left it with the shop owner for a week. It most certainly had nothing to do with the fact that it’s been raining non stop, bikes aren’t skirt friendly, and making a left turns are like swim test set days (unwanted/upsetting/mean). However, in the land of the Danish, I’ve been told its best to do as they do.
Picture this: you’re the new guy on the team and today’s the big day…coach has decided to put you in… against their best player…you know you’re not ready, he knows your not ready, and your opponent certainly knows you’re not ready. Your coach has pumped you up, but that false confidence begins to fade the second you fumble to put your feet on the peddles. The biking light has just turned green and you can feel the tension behind you as ultra fit danish mothers whiz past you with their babies in tow. Now you’re on a hill, trying to switch your bike gears–because perhaps you’re not used to this biking thing…your legs are burning. Somehow everyone else’s bikes appear to be flying up the hill…here comes the left turn. Your training has lead you to this moment, what will you do? To your right: Cars, to your left: more cars, look back: a flood of bikes, look forward the light is turning yellow. You’re feet freeze and you begin to ask yourself: Is it really necessary to take that left turn? After all there will be plenty more in the future. With your head held high, you hop down from your bike and walk it like a dog across the street. If it wasn’t obvious before….your cover is blown…tourist is written all over your face. Don’t worry you have two great choices: try again tomorrow (you have three months left in Denmark) or just skip the stress and revert back to taking the metro! [if you’re curious how the natives arm themselves for battle give this video a watch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0J2jZHSE4dU]
The rest of this week flew by! Wednesday, Erin, a few new friends, and I went castle hopping. We began our travels with Amalienborg–the home of the Danish Royal family in the winter season! This palace was built in the rococo style (“Late Baroque” architecture which incorporates ornate furniture, gilded wall paper, extravagant floor to ceiling paintings and often subtle inspiration from Chinese figures and pagodas). This complex is made up of four palaces which were originally owned by four families of nobles. After the fire of 1794, the Royal family rebuilt this palace and moved in. It received its name from Queen Sophie Amalia (who was married to King Frederick III). Each of these palaces are now named after a different Danish King (Christian VII–now open to the public; Christian VIII–now houses other royal members; Frederick VIII–now residence of Crown Prince Frederick; Christian IX–now home to Queen Margrethe). We also were able to see the changing of the guard (Kongevagt). Fun Fact: most guards are present during A King’s Watch (Queen is home), a bit fewer are present during A Lieutenant Watch (Crown Prince/royal siblings home), and the fewest are present during A Palace Watch (no royalty is home).
Next, we met up with my friend Emily (from Tulane) and we grabbed smoothies and wandered to the Little Mermaid Statue–its MUCH smaller than you would expect– and Kastellet the Military Fortress–which has a star shaped moat!
I finished the day with a tour of Rosenborg Castle (my favorite castle I’ve seen in Denmark so far!) This beautiful place was built in 1606 in the Flemish (Dutch speaking people from Belgium) Renaissance style. It houses the Royal Collections of swords, porcelain plates/sculptures, wine, and the Royal Crown JEWELS! Its winding stone stair cases, long halls, grand statues, and breathtaking gardens were nothing short of a fairytale.
To wrap up the week, I attended my first Danish Birthday Party! My host family invited me over for their daughter’s 19th birthday! So naturally, I chose to bring a small wheel of cheese to liven up the celebration. When I arrived, I was greeted by a long string of aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and friends of the family! Everyone was very eager to hear about my first three weeks in Copenhagen. They consoled me about my biking fears, and they excitedly described the classic foods which we were going to eat at the celebration. Among these included my host dad’s famous Danish meat balls, pesto potatoes, humus, feta/tomato/olive salad, cheese, and a large assortment of pork dishes (very danish)!
The food was delicious! During dinner, I chatted with a friend of the family, Alberta. We talked about Danish and America foods and traditions, and she mentioned that she didn’t understand why we ate macaroni and cheese. She exclaimed in horror “the macaroni is literally swimming in cheese.” I had never thought about that before, but this description really made me crave the cheesy dish all the more. The night concluded with a sampling of the traditional Danish “Dream Cake” (gluten free cake topped with brown sugar, buttered toasted coconut), and an assortment of ice cream.
Stay tuned! Next week, I will travel with my core class to the North of Denmark for a study tour of the Danish Medical System.









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