Vis ses Kobenhavn! : [

For a better part of my blogs I was writing as a form of documentation and most often as a form of procrastination. Today I sit eating the last of my peanut butter and drinking coffee thinking about packing. I can't believe it's almost over. Though I'm about to be heart broken I can't complain...I've had the time of my life here. I've seen many things, met many people, learned so much about myself and the world around me and found a place in the little country of Denmark.

Despite the temperatures there's nothing here I haven't found enjoyable, with the exception of leaving and living with Mira Brandes. [Terrible, terrible, terrible roommate.] When I got here I thought my challenge would be learning Danish...little did I know my biggest challenge would be leaving. Don't get my wrong, home offers many pleasures and I've missed it but now I feel like I have two homes. Just when I've gotten comfortable in a strange city of vikings my visa runs up and I'm expected to up and leave. So where in the world is Dani Sandiago?

Good question...more easily answered where has she been? All over Denmark. From Arhus to the port of Holbaek where I learned how to sail the Hjalm. I've been through Germany, Netherlands, Italy, Greece and Spain. I've been to an electronica concert in one of Copenhagen's parks. I've been to Amsterdam...twice. I've been the land of Nimmis completely constructed of driftwood. I've seen the queen and ate the crown prince's food. I've experience the Pink Palace as well as Copenhagen's many royal gardens. I've visited two zoos and today I will venture to the Danish Aquarium.  I've had hyggelig dinners with Danish families, birthday parties and all. I've spent countless times in the free-town Christiana and at least 437104831 hours on the 6A bus commuting home. I've seen more architecture, art and design then in my past 20 years alive. I broke through many language barriers with the help of Disney movie references. I was once asked if all American's were like the Jersey Shore cast...scary. I celebrated my 21st birthday on St. Pattie's in Amsterdam. I've sketched in negative degrees and in enough amounts that my fingers blistered, not kidding. I got in a fight with an Asian man in Florance that lead to a razor scooter concussion. I know where the secret bakery is. I was puked on at a discotheque. I canoed through a snow storm down rivers that led me to Swedish suburbia. I found not one, but two boys who will watch Sex in the City with me. (Priceless). I ruined two pairs of winter boots and at least 3 pairs of shoes walking around frozen cobbled stone streets. I found friends in over sized stuffed horses that live in Ulrik's courtyard. (No joke, I will miss my  horse friends). I've kept a plant alive for 3 months!!!! I've cried because I miss home. I'm crying because I don't want to go home. I've found love, happiness, jazz bar, floss, a vegan friendly store in the land of pig and beef. So is it really over?

I've decided no. I hope I can take my adventurous spirit and continue finding, searching, discovering and challenging myself to learn new people at home. I hope that my time, while obviously not wasted, is not taken for granted. May the next chapter in my life, my last year of college, be full of many, many memories. I hope while I'll be very far from all this love I will keep it close to my heart. I plan to work hard enough so that I can come back here...turns out it's very hard to stay in Denmark in less you are quite educated or especially good at a random talent. Unfortunately I am neither educated to especially good at anything at all.

I head to the States in dare I say 4 days. I'm not ready but time will not wait so I will not stay. For now I am excited to meet Miss Willow, the newest addition to the Hill family. I will wait patiently for my Denmark to come visit me in August. I will pack up my belongings, spend around $100.00 on luggage and hope the Luck of the Irish stirs up a very dark, think "Ass" cloud. 

some things never change

it's the last week of class and I'm beginning to realize, or having a re-realization, that it would be best if I took all my academic endeavors seriously throughout the semester rather then trying to catch up the last week. I'm actually slept, which is the problem. I haven't been doing shit..Thursday has crept up on my and I am still quite behind.

catching up just isn't what it used to be. completion is overrated anyways?

Happy Birthday Dad!!

Happy Birthday Dad! Sorry I didn't get to skype last night...once I was home my internet wasn't working well and I had to go to sleep. But I love you and hope you all had a lovely birthday dinner!

Today is a short week so we only had class on Monday and Tuesday. Yesterday we went to the Lousisiana Museum about 40 minute away. It was a really great museum we had a lot of fun and got to get out of class early. We didn't return to Copenhagen until around 7:30...Leanne and I got some Istanbul and then had a beer at Floss before we went and hung out with Jeff for awhile at his place. And then I headed home early...or so I thought...the bus ride from hell told me different.

It took me 40 minutes almost to get home last night. There were these little Danish shit boys on the bus that kept throwing sunflower seeds or the equivalent at everyone in the bus. I was actually appreciating their immature sense of humor before the bus driver pulled over (Mind you were are only 2 stops of the way home..which is like 1,000 stops) and goes to talk to the kids. He yells at them...tells them to get off the bus. The kids were refusing and laughing and I think it took about 15 minutes to get them off the damn bus. Meanwhile everyone just sat there annoyed. Once the kids were finally gone we kept doing but the bus doors kept opening on their own and every time they did the bus driver had to restart the bus...Thank god for the bus lane.

I got home and was ready to do a birthday skype session but the internet wasn't working. So I made some tea and fell asleep to Tila Tequila. Lovely right?

Today I'll be hitting the gym & then in studio alllll day long. I have no other plans except maybe getting my hair cut. I have to do some serious catch up on my studio work. I am so sick of this project I want to just do the damn thing and be done with it. My goal today is to finalize my plan and start working on my finished model. I'm so over school and next week is our last week of class and I'd really really just like to be finished now so I can enjoy the rest of my time here without stress or homework.

Can't summer come without me being kicked out of the country? : /

down $240.00

I'm such a huge bummer. I booked my airline ticket for June 29....which is totally illegal since my visa runs out on the June 1st. As a result I am down $230.00 dollars. You would think after all my traveling and or 21 years of life I would know by now that 6.29.2010 means June...not May. On the upside...my new ticket was cheaper then the last which would be great if I didn't have to pay the ticket change fee. Oh well.

On the upside the sun is shinning today in Copenhagen and I only have two days of class this week. My plans for my days off include shopping, getting a hair cut, visiting the Carlsberg brewery and spending time outside in Kings Garden as well as Nyhavn. While I may not be here for the summer I will surely take advantage of springtime weather.

Again I sit figuring out airline tickets, facebooking and blogging while trying to write a paper that is due later this afternoon. My head is certainly not well suited for the classroom this month. Only 2 weeks left of class...Yikes. 

the beatles/ in my life

The sunshines in CPH

I'm starting to grow very nostalgic about going home. After a beautiful weekend in Copenhagen I am more apprehensive about leaving this place. I know I'm surely not ready to say good bye.  However after this weekends events I feel far far away from home and wish I could pop in and give some love to my family. I think I forget that while my time goes by here, life is carrying on at home whether I'm ready for it to or not. I'm not home sick but I wish I could be with my family in times of sadness. Life has a funny way of surprising and reminding. At the end of the day I suppose we can be thankful for all the memories we are blessed with. And for those we should celebrate. And to best describe my feelings four British boys...

There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

 RIP R.Hill

One year

Last year on this day I was recovering from a weekend of Ani & Dead shows, clouds of smoke and pure mayhem. I was certainly on my way to Magnolia to kick of festivities and was certainly seeing in gray. Today I am happy to say that any such shenanigans will be celebrated legally. Happy Birthday Mary Jane! May more people have the opportunity to celebrate legally next year!