Tuesday Boozeday

We all know that Thursday for college students is Thirsty Thursday. It's the night to go out and relieve stress from a long week before you relieve more stress from the long week on Friday and Saturday. Here, that day is Tuesday because no one has class on Wednesday. Except, for my study abroad program on Wednesdays we have things called "field studies" where we go to museums or watch movies for classes As I use my magic skills to look into the future, I can see these are going to be a pain in the ass. 

So. Tuesday. A few of us decide we will see what all the hype is about this place called Kuløbar. "Free Beer till 1am". We arrive and wait in line for what seemed like an eternity especially because it's been colder this week than ever here. We watched people drink beers they had bought at 7/11 in line which is something I feel my fellow Randolph students would appreciate. Finally we move through the line, cheek our coats, and make our way to the bar. 

The Bar

So you get a glass...or 2...or 4..whatever suits you and you take it to the bar where you can get free refills until 1. 

You know the blackout face people get?Yes...yes you do. Well I was standing in this huge crowd waiting to get my lovely free beer with about 200 blackout face people who did not really have control of their bodies which happened to be falling all over me. And no, not "falling all over me" in the charming way. I'm guessing it wasn't their 1st or even 5th trip to the bar. It took my small self 30 minutes to push my way to the front of the bar and demand my free booze while I kept myself entertained by watching the guy next to me repeatedly talk to the side of the head of some Danish babe. 

Booze received. We try to make our way to the dance floor. Guy sticks his beer on my head to signify that I am the perfect height for him to rest his beer. He laughs and says something in Danish. My response was "yea yea yea". 

More blackout faces and beer sloshing out of cups. The most interesting part of this was that 90% of the club was American study abroad students. Hence the sloppiness. Since it was entirely too complicated to dance with the barely functioning people around us we chose the option of watching people we had just met a week ago explore the mouths and bodies of other people who they also had only met a week ago. It was like Freshman year of college all over again. 

We get tired of standing and watching so we sit and watch and ok maybe point and make fun. 

Met the few Danes in the place and found out that Danes are extremely generous drunks. NOTE: I made a mental note of this when I paid 75kr for a red bull and vodka. 

They passed around shots of something that tasted like cough syrup and I soon began just giving my free shots to someone else. 

Lars, the smart responsible person who came with us decided it was time to head home. We decide we aren't ready to leave. However, a few hours later when we did decide to leave, I realize I have somehow managed to lose my ticket stubs they give out when you check your coat. I run around the emptying out bar picking up the stubs of other poor souls off the wet disgusting ground trying to see if I can find mine. No such luck. 

I turn around and realize one of my friends who shall not be named in this post...is MIA. So now, I am missing not only my coat and my purse, but my friend. Panic sets in. Danish boy who I met earlier is helping me speak to the coach check person in Danish. I quickly get an image of myself walking the verrryyy long walk back to my house with no coat. The image turned bad quickly I assure you. 

Coat lady makes me describe my belongings right down to the gum wrappers in my purse. Agrees to give it back to me. Coat and purse found. Friend still missing. Said friend also locked her phone by accident earlier that night so no text messages or phone calls were answered until...later the next day. She is OK! And has quite a story. 

Home-6:30 am. Up again at 10:00am. When in Denmark. 

Needless to say, going out on Tuesdays will not be my norm. 

Wish you were here.