|The view from the bench|
And now that it's been so long, so much has happened it's hard to know where to begin.
|A picture from my walk|
This weekend my house went to Svanholm, a co-housing community north of Copenhagen. It was a really special little community, and definitely something I've never experienced before. The property itself has a history going back to the 1300s, but the community started in the 70s. It was a bit run down and deserted in a start-of-a-horror-film sort of way. Yet, despite the original cult-y vibe, we had a really fun time building bird houses and eating, quite possibly, the best meal of my life. It wasn't that the food was anything extraordinarily special but it was just felt that everything had come together so perfectly and there was this incredible atmosphere of warmth and peace (the only word I can use to really describe it is hygge). As a friend of mine said, while munching down on ice cream made with Svanholm cow's milk, "People who go in search of the best food in the world will never find it, because it's in places like this." There was also some Tanzanian dancing involved on this little excursion, but there's no need to relive that experience.
|The gate at the Carlsberg Brewery|
Other than this past weekend, I went to the Viking exhibit at the National Museum with my class, toured the old Carlsberg brewery with some friends and two weeks ago I went to Sweden with my Sustainable development course (mre details to come). This coming week, I'm going to Germany with the same class to check out all the sustainability stuff they have going on there.
Despite (or maybe because of) all this, I feel like I've barely had time in Copenhagen and with all the traveling I'm doing independently in the coming months, I'm not going to get much more. I feel like I'm not going to get enough time to see Copenhagen, to really become a part of it. I mean, I've only rode my bike twice, for God's sake!