Last Days In Copenhagen
05.01.2009 59 °F
Wow. Serious blog drought I've been going on here. I see it has been over a month, and my last entry was even relevant to my travels but just me ranting about the Bears. Despite having a month to soak in, it still hasn't seemed like the right move to me. Enough about the Bears however. Though, I did like what they did in the draft...
It is difficult to comprehend that the semester is almost gone. It has gone quickly for the most part. There have been times when it has absolutely flown by, especially when I've been traveling. It has been great to travel--I've seen things and place and taken in cultures that have been absolutely incredible. I am very grateful for being able to have this opportunity to travel like this, especially at my age. I know that many people are not nearly as privileged as I have been. As much as I have enjoyed these travels, I always am thrilled to get back in Copenhagen. I really have enjoyed this city.
Last Friday marked the first day of May, which is accompanied in Europe with the May Day celebration. Like every other celebration I've experienced here in Denmark--it was well beyond my understanding. The festivities took place all over the country (and continent, from what I gather) but the biggest gathering in Denmark was in a place called Faeldparken in Copenhagen.
Some of my Danish friends, Thomas and Signe (pronounced SEEN-a) invited me and an American friend, Jennings, to come celebrate with them. We set off on our bikes at about 1:30. It was a pretty short ride, but once we got about a kilometer from the park, there was bicycle traffic like I'd never seen. We eventually hall had to dismount and park our bikes, and walk the remaining distance.
The park was enormous, but it was overflowing with people. There were dozens of stages with accompanying video screens, loud speakers, and endless walls of polser (hot dog) stands and port-o-pottys. People laid down blankets everywhere and were sitting on them, it was so crowded, though, that it took us about twenty minutes to find a clearing large enough to lay our blanket down. It was a mosh-pit of picnic setups, an extravagant maze of blankets and people so large, that after using the bathroom, I got lost trying to find my way back to our camp. It was like a European country concert on steroids.
But there was no country music, rather, there were politicians giving speeches. Though you could hear their voices, they were largely unnoticed except for the occasional faint cheer. My Danish friends seemed completely disinterested in them, they both sat with their backs facing the nearest stage. Eventually, when daylight faded, we all got back on our bikes and rode back home.
These pictures, unfortunately, are not from May Day. These are rather from tonight, for I just got my camera back after sending it in to be repaired. These are some pictures I took when I went for a bike ride downtown tonight. To get a sense of how late the sun goes down, these pictures were all taken from around 9-9:30 p.m. Pretty incredible.