- Jeg hedder Franni. Jeg kommer fra USA. Jeg læser psykologi. Jeg bor på Amager, i Dragør.
(My name is Franni. I come from the USA. I am studying psychology. I live on Amager, in Dragør.)
Keep in mind, this is all pronounced: Yai HILleh Franni. Yai KOMmeh fra oo-ess-ay. Yai LAYser sookohloGEE (hard g). Yai bohr poh AHmah, ee Draeur. I kind of speak Danish with a French accent, especially the Rs, but it seems to be going well.
- the Danes don't call danish pastries "danishes", like we do in the States. Instead, they call them wienerbrød, which means "bread from Vienna." I <3 irony.
- The prime minister's wife is a contestant on the Danish version of Dancing with the Stars. Wow.
Twinkle-toes Rasmussen is on the left. Will Laura B follow her fancy footwork?
- Alfred Hitchcock was on the cover of today's newspaper. The headline described him as "uhygglit" or "not cozy." The Danes are nothing if not apt.
- The 76E, 75E and 35 buses all run from my Metro stop (Lufthavnen - the airport and end of the M2 line). Funny story: they all take you to different places, even though they should all stop at A.P. Møllers Alle. I got a little lost yesterday, and so painfully lost today that I wound up back at the airport! In addition to my aching feet from all the walking today, I had to carry not only my general crapola, but also all of my schoolbooks. So there I was, in the wilds of Amager (I had no idea what town I was in), walking down streets with no sidewalks and no signs, carrying all of my earthly academic possessions on my back. I was starving, but then remembered that I had a few carrot sticks still in my lunchbox (I had Baranger-ed... j'ai barange´, if you will). So I am walking along the highway with 2 huge sacks, eating a carrot. I probably looked like a hobo. Cars slowed to stare at me. I felt ridiculous. Fortunately, I found my way home 20 minutes later. Lesson learned: bus numbers are different for a reason. Genius, I know.
Now that I have shared all I have learned, I'm heading out to a bar with Ryan and his roommate to kill a few brain cells.
Hej hej!
3 comments:
so how was the weinerbread? and how are your feet? I want to send you ahava for your toes... missing you- I'll be watching the boats tonight at the dock in Ctown...with the girls- and Hil speaks tonight to the Dems- longer email later...LOVE, Mom
wow, I got lost yesterday too, but not that bad. Also, "Je Barange tout le temps" (I Baranger all the time). Fool. I hope tomorrow goes better!
david, j'espere que tu baranges tout le temps parce que tu es 'david baranger' et si une autre personne baranger plus que toi, c'est devient bizarre. fool.
:-P
(eh? how's the french?)
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