Ask almost any Dane (who doesn’t work in the train station) where Elsinore is and most will just give you odd looks. At least, that’s what happened when another exchange student and I were explain to some Danish friends that Elsinore is the translation (wat?) for Helsingør.
I took my mom to see Kronborg castle before, but I think the tour we got this time was much better. Our tour guide was very enthusiastic and passionate about the history of the castle, and we even learned all the disgusting etiquette of King Christian IV’s time (like public displays of vomitting during a 6-7 hour meal to show you were trying hard to eat as much as possible).
On the way to the castle, we passed by the little merboy statue that’s supposed to be the counterpart to the little mermaid in Copenhagen. He’s definitely flashy, with his blingy chrome exterior XD
We got back to the city around 3, and parted ways. I went to Christiania to get some falafel and drømmekage (dream cake), two things that I had been introduced to at the start of my study abroad experience. I got lost along the way, after leaving Christianshavn metro station. That made me a feel a bit sad that I really have started forgetting where things are in Copenhagen. I felt like I should have remembered this area because I’d been quite a few times to see Christiana, Vor Frelsers Kirken, and I even got my tattoo done not too far off, by the metro station. Though, I guess on the scale of important places to remember, it doesn’t rank as high as, say knowing where the KU Amager campus, Tietgen, Strøget, and my old apartment are.
By the way, no pictures were taken in Christiania because it’s actually restricted once you get onto Pusher Street–a lot of drug deals are done there…
That night, Susan, a Dutch exchange student returning for home the next day, invited me to the kitchen dinner. This is something I used to take part in at Tietgen. The food was great, and they weren’t joking when they said the kitchen bakes A LOT. It was a great opportunity for me to meet a lot of the people living here, too, so for that, I’m really thankful.
Everyone was so nice to me, and I ended up talking for a very long time after dinner. It was quite lovely. AND. And, Susan gave me her old phone to use here, solving one of my dilemmas for me!