...I just don't know. It's sunny a lot, but most of the time there's a biting wind and every few days it buckets rain and my waterproof trousers fail me on an ill-fated cinema trip. I don't trust the weather, any more than I trust the chain on my bike, which pops off infuriatingly every time I hop off a curb. In addition, someone where I live stole the elastic wires that I usually attach things to the back of my bike with. Maddening.
I've been working a ton lately, and to be honest I've been fairly exhausted most of the time (8am class starts, 8AM!!), so I haven't been blogging at all, but as usual Leo never stops taking pictures. Here's a bit of what we've been up to:
Distortion was last week. For those not in the know, it's 5 days of street parties, in a different neighbourhood every night. Thurssday was in Vesterbo where we live, so it would have been rude not to go. We got a packet of balsamic and salt crisps (salt and vinegar, they were not, European crisps are so disappointing), Leo had some cans of beer and I had coffee and cinnamon cookies.
We didn't so much participate as observe, but that's my favourite thing to do at such events. I don't drink, I don't like dance music, and I don't really get group mentality stuff, but it was fun to see mild-mannered Danes get really really drunk. For the record: nowhere near as raucous as Irish people after drinking half as much, it's a culture thing.
|Disco ball hanging from a crane. They played YMCA|
Here's some of that beautiful sunshine I talked about. And a little model Leo made.
On Friday evening a guy from our class had an open day at the studio he paints at. I thought it was a pretty novel concept, but apparently it's quite usual here to rent a studio space like this to work at. Every artist opened up their space, cleaned to varying degrees, and put some of their work on display. I've been there before at night, and during the day the light is beautiful, the walls are white, and the place is so calming. I could happily live there, I think.
|Everything looks beautiful at dusk|
I've been experimenting with a different route home every night (the same route gets so boring), and I pass the big old Carlsberg factory a lot of times. I have a rubbish phone camera, but Leo managed to get a nice shot of it.