Best of Copenhagen #1

Half of this year has been spent in Copenhagen. And although I don't really feel at home here and most of all just want to go back to Berlin, I have had some really nice moments here. Especially because I'm surrounded by people I love. So here's a little of what I've done so far:

Spent August in AnCa's room in Vesterbro where I benefited from her roofterrace those three days it didn't rain...

Went to Stella Polaris with the girls...

 Had fish food with Chris and Mette in Kødbyen.

 Hung out with my brothers and took them to a very hot concert in Christiania...

Stayed a couple of days in Anna's dad's summerhouse in the northwest with the girls where we chilled and rescued a toad.

Hung out in the city with Kat among others.

Partied a little...

Attended a very rainy late-summer-Distortion with Chris.

Took band photos with the brothers...

Got up very early one morning to go to an accident in the Great Belt bridge...

...and had lots of coffee.

Marcipan perfectionism

Christmas has begun. I'm in the north with a lot of people - tonight we went beserk in marcipan, nougat, dades (from my aunt's place in Israel) and chocolate... My perfectionist little brother made ONE piece, the rest of us made a lot. At least one tradition is in order. Later we played a Jewish game with nuts and a little dradle and thus merged traditions from both sides of the family (my father's sister lives in Israel).

 Sølve's psycho piece made with a tweezer... It came out really nice, as usual.

Along with less flattering pieces I contributed with the nasty finger (and the toe lying next to it) while my youngest brother built his own Formula 1 race car...

Christmas shopping

Yes, Chris is in Denmark! We met at Coffee Collective where we had breakfast (the only real kind: coffee and a croissant) before we drove into town to do our Christmas shopping. A thing that's painful enough, but stumbling our way through equally desperate people at Strøget is just unbearable. Luckily we ran into two of my brothers as well as Tine on the way.

 In HAY they had some devilishly good almonds that we not so secretly ate a lot of...

Bling

(Forgive my weird-looking fingers!) As mentioned I blinged up my nails to be extra festive for my birthday party - inspired by this girl. I've worn nail polish every single day since the summer of 2007. My nails actually hurt if they're not covered in paint... And I feel naked without.

24

I'm 24. With glitter on my nails and black on the eyes I threw a very festive birthday party in the apartment that ended at 7 in the morning when Tania, AnCa and I lay on the floor laughing hysterically for an hour.

 Oh yes. The sun shone on my birthday.

 The Berlin crew was reunited!

 Journalist boys.

Still

I walked all the way home from work today. While the night grew dark, I walked from Mitte to Nørrebro with my hands deep in the pockets of my bear-jacket, Beach House played in my ears, and I was happy. The perfect, quiet way to say hello to the weekend and goodbye to my year as a 23-year-old. Tomorrow is my birthday, and I hope it'll be a good one. And a good year as 24.

Watching

...Mad Men. I don't know why it's taken me so long. My love for the 60s is ever so strong.

Better Times

I'm home sick (and homesick) these days, curling up in our sofa with coffee and magazines, wrapped in blankets and feeling sorry for myself. Despite being aware that it's my birthday in three days, it just dawned on me that it's December. Where did this year go?

 We have stars in our window

 Anna is celebrating Christmas in the apartment and bought a little tree this weekend. It's not the most decorated tree, but it's sort of cute.

This is my base today. I plan on not getting up for a few hours, and so far I have everything I need; blankets, magazines, coffee and my computer with music. The sofa is a bed now, after people broke the legs at the party on Saturday. But we actually like it better like this.

Homesick

Today

Anna threw her class a Christmas lunch last night. They carried on until 5 in the morning cutting themselves on our floors, singing along to Christmas songs and playing the harmonica. Our neighbours came too. Festive. Today, the sun shone through the windows lighting up the remainders of a fine night.