Scandic Hotel Webers Copenhagen

... I have seen so far. <br><br>I meet up with Mario &amp; Felix from the hostel for some Indian food then head over to hear some punk bands on the MS Stubnitz. This is an ex-military boat that is docked in the harbor 3 minutes from the hostel. The engine area has been hallowed out. We have to go down a couple levels to get to the band. Between sets we hang out on the deck. It is a very cool venue. We don&#8217;t seem to have anything nearly this unique back home.

... for the final leg of our journey. Poland<br><br>P.S Possibly the highlight of the trip, and maybe even my life was when I saw a old American guy in Maccas walk back to his wife at their table shouting "A burger for $32. How can any of you just sit here and pay 32 bucks for a hamburger??" We both knew it was expensive, but surely not. A quick look at the board showed it was actually 32 Danish Kroner, which is about US$6.20. You're not in Kansas now, old man.<br>

... time to "smell the roses" is valued in Danish culture.  I love the ice cream.  I love how rush hour looks more like a bike race than a traffic jam.  I love the pastries.  And lastly (for now anyway), I love how I've gotten to step out of my comfort zone and go exploring; because to me, that's what life should be about - taking those leaps, experiencing new things, enjoying, cherishing, and appreciating the things you love, and sharing with with those important to you.  <br>

... to myself. Okay, now that I knew where my passport was, I still have to go back and get it. How far ago was that? It will take me at least ten minutes to walk back, maybe five to seven if I walk really fast, and about 5 is I ... well... run. I was already running behind, and I only had a few minutes left before the last check-in was. I had asked if they could hold my big luggage up front for me while I ran back to get my notebook and passport ...

... a human boom. He had to hold onto the metal stays and sit precariously on the railing and hold the rope. It was pretty cool to watch and I don't envy him, but I am glad he did it. Even with the broach we were 13th in that race and glad to finish without losing anyone even though we did lose the red guide for the spinnaker. (FYI This is a broach http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMrpYyZN pWw&amp;feature=related ) The last race went off without any problems. The rain started to come ...

... one guy freezing his own gelato on stage to go in his coffee! Each competitor has only has 15 minutes to do it! There were 52 countries represented from Iceland to Jamaca and every where in between. And the competition goes on for 3 days before the 6 finalists are named who then have to go back and compete again in the finals. Our days in Copenhagen have been filled with coffee, friends, beer and good times with a little sight seeing thrown in ...

... most days. But yeah the first day we didn't do much. Day two we woke up and went for a city walk. We saw the Queen's palace, the little mermaid statue, army barricks and a ton of statues scattered all around the city. It was a nice walk but it seems like the wind never dies down here so I was not disappointed when a couple of JP's co-workers rang us and told us to meet them for dinner at the restaurant he ...

... that afternoon, a young buck from Exeter, UK. I'll briefly mention what classes are like here for all you prospective exchangers (my cool slang for exchange students). Essentially you have one class per unit you take. This class consists of two 45 minute sessions with a 15 minute break in the middle (though one of my classes has three 45 minute sessions). These classes are called Lectures but are more like Australian tutorials, only longer and with short periods ...

Breakfast this morning was at 7:30, so at 7:25 my alarm went off, and I threw my Russian jumper on over my pjs, and headed to breakfast with Kristy. We noticed that Jenn was still in bed, so we woke her up, and the three of us headed down together. Here we had something to eat and hung around in the room until it looked like the staff was ready to kick us out. Then I discovered that the first taxi group of people leaving to the airport wasn't until ...

At first it had seemed impossible, but I soon realized that I was actually about to embark on a adventure all alone. I was very excited, and just a little bit nervous about it, but I figured that Spain wouldn't be the worst place. I only speak the language a little, and the accents tend to be tricky, but I was hoping it would be enough for me to get by. I spend the night at my brothers place. He lived in ...