Jorgensens Horsens
Sondergade 17-19 Horsens, Jutland, 8700, Denmark
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"Those Jutland hicks will hit you for no reason!"
... sham, we moved to the next site which was Koldinghus, the medieval castle that underwent many renovations, but still maintained its traditional features. Its massive layout contained many rooms, galleries, towers, and of course endless passageways. Who's a big fan of secret doors and passageways? This guys. Instead of sitting around and sketching, I spent my time trying to get lost and opening as many doors as possible. Unfortunately the main ...
The Good, The Bad, and The Danish
... lake (meaning you row a canoe to the other side, chug a beer, and row back).
Tuesday night was an International Night at Studenterhus (the Student House). We arrived late, and found all of the international students watching a Danish movie. There weren't any seats left, and since we were expecting a bit more lively atmosphere, we got a little worried. Fortunately, we heard someone whisper ...
Citizen Dane
... Mom and Dad: I'm doing very well in school so far, one of the top students.
Would You Like a Fish Sandwich??
After registering at Borgerservice, we sat at a cafe on the canal and had lunch. I should also mention that the rain here is ridiculous and I have resigned myself to looking/smelling like a wet dog all the time. Everything we did today included getting poured on. Anyway, I've attached a photo of our lunch (salmon and prawn sandwich), ...
Part II
... and shared some grub. Immigration to Denmark is tough. I admired the Middle Eastern people working at this shop. They could speak English beautifully, Danish, their language (probably Farsi), and were very nice to us, letting us get money from the ATM since their machine didn’t work and apologizing profusely for not realizing when we returned, pizza at the ready. I appreciated their service, understanding how difficult it is ...
Part I
... 8217;s awful train ride, and nodded off wherever I went. It’s funny, because when I sleep in random places at home, most people ignore me, but here, everyone thought something was wrong. Even a stranger put her hand on my shoulder, asking if I was okay. I told the owner that I needed to return to Cockney Pub and hang out until Jessie is off work, so I went, nodded off some more, and consoled a regular. Finally, at 2:30am, Jessie was off, and we ...



