Like Learning to Ride a Bike, Again.

So, things are definintely new for me. I mean, I am now a resident of Denmark. Well, not a resident, yet... I am in the process of getting my "number", so I can become a resident. The good thing is that since I will be a resident, I will be able to participate in the free health care that this country offers. Along with that, if I work, I too will be taxed 50% of my earnings. And, if we want a car, it will be taxed at 180% of its value. Not bad, huh?! Well, we so far have not gotten cars and are relying on public transportation. Which brings me to my next point of my "new car", also known as my bike. I have named her Mathilde (Danish spelling) because, it is such a cute name! I love that name!

Oh the stories of my bike... and I have only been here about a week and a half. Well, it is cute little bike... light blue with a silver basket. So far, I have run into 2 parked cars, run into a man on a bike with his kid and, oh... today, I had one hell of a time learning to balance my groceries (& a few things from H&M) on my bike along with myself. If I wasn't me, I would have been laughing. But, it how everyone gets around here, so I have to learn. I have just learned that trying to learn to ride a bike in the city is NOTHING like riding my road bike, nothing at all. That being said, the city is VERY good to bikers. We get our own roads and the right of way, even to pedestrians. That is encouraging, because I would hate to take out one of them... I guess I shouldn't talk too soon, I still have a lot of time left here. ;)

As for our apartment, I really like it. It is really cute and it looks like Ikea threw up all over it. But, that is not such a bad thing, I like Ikea. We have a LOT of really large windows, which over look a cute cobblestone street (which, by the way, doesn't feel good when you are riding your bike).

Here is our dining Room-- Cute, minus the Burnt Orange chairs, I would prefer they be Maroon!
And, here is our living room:

Oh and the bottom floor, there is a French wine bar called Figaro. We know Julien, the owner, by name and they have phenomenal foie gras and wine! Back to the apt, the kitchen is quite quaint with the regular amenitites. However, our fridge is pretty tiny.... which is fine because I am pretty much grocery shopping every day for our meals. Today, I found this amazing little butcher shop downtown. Lets just say another thing I have to learn is the kg=pound conversions, but that is another story....

So, as far as food goes around here... we eat a LOT of salmon. Whether gravlax, bake, roasted... lots of salmon. Also, strawberries are huge here. It is strawberry season in Denmark and let me just tell you, they are the best strawberries I have ever had. They are very little and grown here. They are so freaking sweet with so much flavor. I have eaten them everyday. We also eat a lot of the little potatoes, dill, creme fraiche, yogurt, cheese, etc.

The Danes LOVE their ice cream. They call this one American-sized. I have NEVER seen an ice cream cone this big in America. I need to learn the Danish way of eating it because I made a mess and only got to eat about 10% of it and lost my flodeboller!

Here are the Danish version of the dirty water hot dogs, but they are actually good here with may renditions, including a bacon-wrapped one! I just got the traditional toppings to include curry mayo, dried onion and pickles. It was gooood!

The beach, Hornbeck... what a great time. We went there the weekend I got in (2 weekends ago), it was a great way to help get over jet lag. It was just perfect with a slight breeze at about 70-75 degrees. The water was cold, though! But, in the distance, you could see Sweden. And, lets just say.. I.. uh, kinda forgot what a European beach was all about. Haha...

Another national past time here is picnicing and hanging out at the park! We went to a movie in the park with our good friends Alisha & Jannik! They were showing American Gangsters, of all things... Mike is lounging as we chilled and watched the movie in the park, beer in hand...

Here we are at the park by our apt, Faelledparken. This is at the Free Trade Music Festival that we attended!

More to come, kids... I have to go run over someone as I grab something for dinner... if you are in Osterboro in Kobenhavn, I urge you to stay off the streets!