Going on a Bear Hunt

I forgot I'm living by the seaside.

My homework... baby steps.

And now for something completely different.

These photos are of 'Fredag cafe'. It is where at 3 o'clock after class ends, everyone goes to the canteen to buys some beers and get drunk. The cheapest beer costs 3 Kroners... that is the equivilent to 55 Australian Cents.

None of what I have just said is a lie, and I think Castlemaine Secondary should definately take a leaf out of the Danish School books (even if it'd be illegal haha)! Which brings me to another funny fact actually, the text book  we're studying in Sociology is called 'I'm fuckin lovin it'. 
All this may sound completely out of this world, but when you're here it just makes sense.

This Fredag cafe had a 'sailor' theme, so Jess  (the other Rotary exchange student in Kalundborg) and I spent the afternoon painting paper fish and hanging them round the canteen to help out.
It was strange to hear the same music being played, that is played at our parties back home... eg. 'Masterblaster' by Stevie Wonder caused me to almost feel homesick. Almost. 
For some reason the afternoon was strangely familiar, and I had a wonderful evening.

The Danes certainly know how to enjoy themselves!

This alone is a good enough reason to come to Denmark.

I do quite like this, it hangs in the bathroom.

Jeg elsker himlen her

So, I have the slight problem of only owning a weeks worth of clothing. After spending 8 days in Austria without a washing machine, I was faced with the unfortunate concept of having nothing to wear. Not in one of those girly 'my wardrobe is like full, but I can't find an outfit' ways, in a 'washing my underwear in the shower' ways. I went on my first op-shopping trip, and was pleasantly suprised with the outcome. I can now wear clothes tomorrow.

Some little things

Hello folks,

I've started this blog... So if you'd like to see how I'm doing and can't be bothered emailing because you're busy busy people, and facebook is hectic, or what have you... you can just have a quick peep and get back to being busy.

I miss the smell of damp eucalyptus, the taste of fresh tank water, the 'tinking' sound of the green man allowing you to cross the road, walking on the hot earth bare foot and the warm sun on my back.

However, I'm far far from homesick. I'm loving every moment here...
When I meet someone new. When snowflakes gets caught on my eyelashes and I pretend I'm the white witch from Narnia. When I'm riding my yellow bike named 'Centurion'. When I understand a conversation in Danish. When two old Turkish ladies offer me a prune at a bus stop. When I eat jam, cheese and bread for Breakfast. When I become familar with putting on copious amounts of clothing on to go outside...

I hope everyone is well back home, enjoy the sunshine for me!

I Februar besøgte jeg Østrig