Sankt Hans

Yesterday was the ultimate Danish summer day.
The day was clear, blue and relatively hot for Denmark.
The deer in Dyrehaven meandered the fields in front of the hermitage as if they were posing for a guldalder painting.
We stopped for lunch in a beautiful old mill village.
And it was Sankt Hans. So the evening featured a bonfire in Bernstoffsparken and a large gathering of Danes singing nationalistic songs.


Dyrehaven.

Lunch.

On The Street

Harem pants is a trend on fire in Cph. They were also extremely popular among the backpacker set of SEA. Another point for globalization -or should that be minus point?

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"Agreement Street" dotted with a heart.

Domestic Goddess

I am honing my skills as a seamstress and cook. Well honing may be a little extreme. First consider, in the last 16 months I've cooked a proper supper approximately once (this largely due to a severe lack of essentials i.e. an oven). Now that I am cooking meals on a regular basis I'll be appearing on Top Chef in no time. But still, perhaps resuscitating is a more accurate term.

My seamstressing has been in reaction to the arrestingly high price of doing pretty much anything in Cph especially shopping which I now consider a purely spectator sport. I have thus turned to the domestic sphere in which I try to copy designer bags I see on my "sightseeing" outings.

Now I have loads of entertainment for those hail storm filled days (of which there have been 2 since my arrival, btw).

How civilized

In København I've been spending my time visiting spectacular museums. It's nice being in a city where famous stuff is kept. Actually, it feels a little decadent. Also, as an added bonus it's an activity you can do in the rain.

A rare sunny evening at Louisiana opening night of "Arkitecturens Fremtiden er GRØN!" (Architecture's future is GREEN).

Brown Bread

Being out of Asia feels awesome. I had a great time. It was a wicked adventure. I will definitely go back. But, right now, I'm am totally psyched to be out of Asia.

It had been sixteen months since I'd eaten brown bread. I find it totally thrilling I can eat rye bread every day and it doesn't taste remotely sugary nor does it contains ridiculous ingredients such as whole corn kernels or red bean paste posing as chocolate. Give me a week and I'll be longing for delicious spicy dishes.

Having been reunited with my dear computer I've uploaded photos of my travels: here, here, here, here, and here.