Reflections on an Expensive Weekend

Of the four weekends in September, this past one was the only one I will have spent in Copenhagen. And what is there to do in Copenhagen but spend? Let me tell you, fellow bloggers, spend we did.

Friday after class Jamie, Becky, Sara and I took the metro to Parken (football/aka soccer stadium) to exchange those senior citizen tickets. Don't worry, the women behind the desk got a good laugh at us too. We also realized that the Backstreet Boys will be coming to Copenhagen in December. I wish I had realized this early enough to get a ticket. Childhood dream come true?!? Though, to be fair... I was always partial to N*Sync. My heart broke the day my Dad told me Lance Bass had come out of the closet. BUT ANYWAY...

Afterwards we shoved our stuff in lockers at DIS and headed to Tivoli for the evening! I really need to track down Rob Jordan and tell him that his favorite vikingwoman Helga finally visited the place that inspired the name of what is now "The Grindhouse." There was an entry fee of 85 kroner, which wasn't too bad, but we had to pay extra to go on the rides. Of course, Sara and I were the only ones willing to do this, but it was soooo worth it. We went on "Himmelskibet," which is just one of those rides with the swings, except it took us wayyy up high & we could see the entire city. Right as we lifted off, the ride operator was like "Say hi to Sweden for me!" I'm not sure that you could actually see Sweden, but I wouldn't be surprised. It was awesome.

We went on one more ride, walked around the gardens for a little while, and then bought a re-entry pass so we could break for dinner. Tivoli was cool and all, but it IS old, and really tiny compared to amusement parks we're used to. I feel like Clementon Park could give it a run for it's money. So we went in pursuit of food and landed at some place (I don't even know what it was called) where we could sit outside with blankets and heat lamps. We had giant hamburgers. Yes, they were expensive, and yes, they were worth it. Definitely what the Danes would call "hygge," or what Becky would call "hoogely." So then we went back to Tivoli for a little while to see the lights and all. There was a concert at 10, but we were too tired to stick around.

I decided not to go out Saturday night either. For whatever reason I was just really content to stay in my bed & watch "Love Actually." Haha Iben made fun of me, though. Here's a conversation I never would have had with my real mother:

-Iben: You're not going out tonight?!
-Me: Nah, I'm kind of tired so I'll probably just stay in.
-Iben: But you were home so early last night!!

Yeahh. So that was that. But yesterday we went to the F.C. København soccer game at Parken, and that was a lot of fun. Though our seats were obviously as cheap as they were because when we sat down there was a huge metal bar right in our line of vision. We ended up moving though. There were a lot of empty seats because I think the team they were playing was really bad. (The score was 3-0, in case you were wondering!) Some guy asked us if we like Manchester when he heard us speaking English. Apparently, Danes can't really tell the difference between British and American accents. I couldn't believe that, until I really thought about it and remembered my spanish phonology class last spring and how hard it was to differentiate between different spanish accents. So I'll give him a break, I guess.

Today, I FINALLY got my CPR #, so I am now eligible for the wonderful universal health care that I've been learning so much about. Oh, and we did some shopping too, just to cap off the weekend. I got a shirt to wear when we go out tomorrow night. I mean, I can't disappoint Iben again.