....Where to even begin? I was lost the entire day yesterday.
What do you get when DIS pairs up 6 jet lagged, hungry, American girls with high gaps and a map? Lost leaders. They basically say "Go find these specific places in the city. You have 3 hours to go get lost and find your way back!"
PAUSE.
Those reading this who know me, please just take a moment to picture me freezing and lost in the city with a map.
PLAY.
Needless to say we missed a few of our "specific places" and were 30 minutes late getting back. However, we were the first group back which I was very proud of. I basically followed the rest of the grumpy group around looking at pretty buildings and trying not to focus on the fact the my body was freezing. But it was nice to walk around and see the sights and learn some of the history of the city.
For example there are three major "gates" in the city. They were built to connect each other by bridges in the medieval times. They now still exist and while they are very close to each other they each have completely different characteristics. We also learned about some of the architecture as well as some of the issues with Danish taxes and more about the community.
We also had to go to a grocery store and find thins like turkey sandwich meat, specific breads, orange juice, etc. NOTE: Orange juice in Danish is applesinjuice. Mean trick Danes. Mean trick.
So then after my extremely long day was over I met up with Sam and Sarah!!! I haven't talked that much since I left my house on Friday morning. It was sooo good to see familiar faces. We talked non-stop and found a little bar to sit down at. 11 American dollars for a beer. Mean trick Danes. Mean trick.
Then there was the unfortunate task of getting home. So the metro Sarah needed in her far away land was on the other side of the street from us. So the three of us split up and Sam and I were on the same train. I got to my stop, couldn't figure out how to get the door to open, and the train didn't let me off. Let the sinking feeling in my stomach begin. I start to panic a little. Sam and I agree the train has to turn around. Well little did I know that wouldn't be for another hour so I'm waiting and waiting and waiting. Get tired of waiting. A bus comes to the stop, I get on the bus and ask if he knows where blahblahblahdanishwords is. He says I'm pretty far but he can take me to another stop that will take me there. OK. Fail. That dude had no idea where I was going. I end up roaming around a bus station for over an hour (1:00 am) calling my host family. Host family comes to get me. Exhausted and freezing.
Transportation fail day 1.
Today my core class, Justice and Human Rights, had an introduction session. The two professors were previous Danish Marines and now they work in the legal areas of the army concerning armed conflicts. They seem really great but really strict. They have no problem telling you you don't meet their standards. Also, he asked the class how many of us were bringing these grades back to the U.S on our transcripts. Only 5 people raised their hands. I was one of them. ::Sigh:: It sounds like it's going to be a challenging/rewarding class though and I'm actually ready to start classes.
Tomorrow is yet another orientation day and then classes start Thursday.
My sisters birthday is only 15 minutes away here! <3
Wish you were here.
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