EuroPensieve

I've started quite a few blogs in my days and never keep up with them. But I should. I was never able to keep a diary longer than a week as a kid so I guess I haven't changed that much. But I thought this might be a handy way of telling everyone collectively how am I doing and where am I.

To cut to the point, I'm in Copenhagen. Living in a lovely flat in the "familyville" of Copenhagen, namely Østerbro. Supposedly a posh neighbourhood with loads of families with kids living here. True enough. So for a student it's safe but boring.

And another thing, about the riots people keep reading about on news. I haven't seen a single one. I actually usually only find out about them when I read the Finnish news and there's a piece on them online. They take place in Nørrebro which is a more "hip" part of the city, with graffities and angry teenagers everywhere. I have no reason to go there and get arrested for being young.

Everyone has a bike here, except me. I found out about this fabulous way of basically travelling for free with the public transport so no need to get a bike. And I'm not really the biking type, I'm wearing skirts most of the time so I might easily pull a Britney (though I'm likely to wear panties - a crucial detail) in the midst of all that biking action. A friend of mine told how some middle-aged guy had actually told her "I can see your vagina" in perfect daylight.

Nightlife in Copenhagen is very lame. The people look nicer than in Newcastle but nobody drinks anything cause the prices are so ridiculous. International students tend to go to the studenthouse on wednesday which is absolute crap, what I usually do is to stand outside and socialise and go home before 12.30am and catch the last train. On the weekends there is a fridaybar, basically for the politics students where you get cheap drinks but the music is crap and the place looks like a high school cafeteria. The trend is to stand outside there as well. I've been to one nice club, Vega, which looks very nice and the music is tolerable. But next time I'll definately smuggle my own drinks there. Unless you want to pay £7.50 for a cocktail there's nothing to drink aside from beer (which I will not drink no matter how cheap it is). So I think my own little flask should do the trick. And get drunk before you go out. Not that it's all about drinking, but it's so boring you really need it.

I need to check myself against sounding too negative, the main words from Copenhagen surely aren't crap and boring. But it is different from Newcastle. It is different from Helsinki. But it is not different enough to be exciting.