Alex's Alliterative Adventures

Danish law states that no one under 18 may buy alcohol in a bar or pub. However, you can be as young as 15 and still buy alcohol in a shop.

Danish people just generally seem to have things the right way around. Drivers are reasonably sane (if you don’t count parking on the sidewalk), traffic lights are obeyed nearly universally (even by pedestrians), and they have entire streets that are pedestrian only-zones. Bikes are way more popular over here than back home. I came to this conclusion after seeing a pregnant woman pass a car on her bicycle. There’s even a great deal set up for tourists.  You can get a reasonably crappy bike at a scattering of bike stands around the city for a deposit of 20kr, which is about $3 or $4 CAD.  When you’ve exhausted your cycling hunger, you can return the bike to a bike stand to get 20kr of your deposit back. For those of you who haven’t been following, that results in a free crappy bike. Anywhere.  Anytime.

I think I’m in heaven.

edit: My camera didn’t exactly survive the trip over. What do you recommend as a reasonably good, reasonably cheap digital camera?

me: *skims the drinks list, which consists entirely of beer*

me: An iced tea, please.

waiter: Err… so you want a beer?

me: …sure.

“Hej” to all of you. That’s either Danish for “hi” or I just defamed your extended family, it depends to what extent you trust online translators.

 My flight arrived at around 8am local time, which is 6 hours ahead of you EST folk.  In the span of about 4 hours, I went from feeling excited to out of place to adventurous to panicked to stranded to saved to cheated to explorative to gratified to exhausted to passed out.

 Here’s a friendly tip, folks: if you ever want to watch a Danish storekeep’s eyes glaze over, just ask them if they take “interac”.  I felt as if I had switched over to some kind of arcane tongue for a few minutes without noticing.  I suppose I’ll need to set up a Swedish bank account sooner than I thought.

 I’m going to be wandering around Copenhagen for another day before heading off to Lund.  Does anyone have any suggestions for good Danish sightseeing opportunities on the cheap?

I just finished my meal at a Harry’s in an American airport, and surprisingly enough, it didn’t suck.  One could even say it’s one of the best meals I’ve had in recent memory. My whole world is collapsing.

Today: washington.  tomorrow: denmark, 6 hours ahead.  16th: sweden.

I don’t have a single cent of the local currency, I don’t know anything about the country I’ll be spending two days in less than 24 hours from now, I’ve exercised dual citizenship, I’ve war-driven, and I’ve ridden on what’s best described as a cross between a hummer, a giant bug from starship troopers, a bus, and a lobby. So far this trip is looking pretty cool.

Welcome to my blog! I’ve succumbed to peer pressure and decided that the world needs to know my innermost thoughts and feelings, as well as what I’m listening to right now. The only digital camera I have at the moment is the CrapMaster2000 – Battery Hog Edition ™, but I’ll probably fill this space with some form of photospam.

More as it happens.