GGF Young Professionals

Wanna see my "ø" face?

It's been five airports, three airlines, three lousy airline meals and 18 hours, but I've arrived in København, Danmarks. That's Copenhagen, Denmark to you, but I'm enjoying this "ø" key on the keyboard. That rocks.

Much in the way that my trip didn't.

It's should've been four airports, three airlines and 13 hours, but I got stuck at a second security screening in Newark, N.J., missed my flight to København and diverted to Amsterdam where I didn't have any time at all to go downtown to smoke dope as my friends suggested.

By the time I got to København, though, I might as well have been smoking dope. I was in such a zombie haze that it took half an hour to figure out how to take the train downtown — all the train schedules were in Danish and the guy at the ticket office gave weird directions for taking the bus — and an hour to figure out where that the hostel really is a five minute walk from the train station.

My temporary roomates are a bunch of East European types who apparently speak no English but do spend a lot, and I mean a lot, of time speaking their own. (What are you guys? Women? Shut up! Haha. Sorry ladies. That was a joke. It's been a while since I slept.)

Since I can sleep at 5 p.m. and wake up in the middle of the night, I decided to scout around for a few hours. København is remarkably compact with everything a tourist might want to see within about a mile of the hostel. And there are a lot of tourists because I keep hearing American voices in the crowd. That's odd. I thought all the Americans were in London, Paris and Amsterdam (for the dope). Maybe they're here for the women, who are svelte and fresh-faced from riding their bicycles all over town. There's a special bike lane on all the streets here so everyone rides. The parking lots are jam-packed with bicycles not cars.

Tomorrow, I'll go see the queen, or her palace anyway, and maybe some viking ships.

Now for a good snooze.

posted by Tuey @ 8:57 AM