Category Archives: Denmark

Silkeborg

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In April we went to Silkeborg to visit Lisbeth’s long-time friend Karina and her boyfriend Michael. Karina and Lisbeth met in “efterskole” which is a sort of boarding school which is pretty common for Danes to attend for a year at around age sixteen. (And in case you can’t tell, Karina and Michael are expecting their first child at the end of may.)

Silkeborg is perhaps best known for its natural beauty, but it was also where the Nazis choose to place their headquarters during the occupation. (Which is disturbing because thus far I’ve been quite charmed by both Nazi headquarters that I’ve visited: Berlin and Silkeborg.)

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Taken literally…

I’m trying to learn Danish. It’s hard work, and slow-going. Some of it is not very interesting. I’ve never really cared for grammar and sentence structure. It may be necessary, but it’s quite dull.

But some of it is fun — especially the things that demonstrate a different way of thinking. Here are some examples of Danish words and what they mean translated literally into English.

Rosenkål (rosen=rose, kål=cabbage -> rose cabbage)

What Americans call brussel sprouts, Danes call rose cabbages. It’s a little strange, but they do sort of look like roses made of cabbage, or tiny little cabbage heads. Brussel sprouts? Now that’s a weird name. Read More →

The clairvoyant plumber

The toilet in the apartment was very old. Probably not as old as the building (that would make it well over 200 years old), but quite old. It ran constantly, wasting water, and wasn’t nice to look at either. I’ve been meaning to have it replaced since I moved in. That was only two years ago. Lisbeth thinks I was procrastinating. Whatever.

She decided not to wait to find out and called a plumber. He showed up on Tuesday. He was a typical plumber, I thought — one might even see him on the street and think, “that guy looks like a plumber.” He was big a big burly guy with a large mid-section — almost cartoonishly so, probably in his late 40s, with short grey hair. He removed the old toilet in what seemed like 60 seconds, and then carried it out of the apartment with his arms straight out in front of him, like a kid might carry a large balloon. A few minutes later, I left for work. Read More →

Kicked out of paradise… or Christiania anyway

dsc_0538.jpgOn Sunday we decided to go for a walk around one of the lakes that separates Christianshavn from Amager. I suggested that we walk through Christiania, since it was on the way, and because it’s strange to me that we live so close to it but almost never go there.

dsc_0539.jpgWe got there, and we could hear some singing on pusher street. This naturally made us curious, so we decided to walk by on our way to the lake. I was taking pictures of some of the sights, and, just as I’d finished saying, “We really should come through here more often” we were kind of sidled by a young guy that said, “Hey, how’s it going — where you from?” It wasn’t really asked like a question, and we both took is as a prelude to a sales pitch. Christiania is notorious for drugs, and so we both ignored him and kept walking. Read More →

This winter’s limp handshake

I’m not complaining exactly, but I do think it’s scary that it’s hardly dropped below freezing this winter. It snowed once — about two inches (7 cm). It was just enough to annoy the skaters at Kongens Nytorv (where, by the way, they keep the rink frozen with freezing apparatus.)

The old tax station near Nyhavn (now a pricey restaurant)Skating at Kongens NytorvUnderneath The Royal Theatre

Two years ago in March, having just arrived, there was a week where it got down to -14 Celsius (that’s about 7 in Fahrenheit.) With the humidity and the wind, that was amazingly cold. This winter hasn’t felt that way at all. Not even close.

Office buildings alight at 5:00 pmWindchargers and a power station near Zealand Brygge

There are advantages to this mild weather. I’ve certainly done more biking this winter than last. And I’ve probably taken more pictures too. But on the other hand, when it’s not cold enough to snow, it rains, and that gets really old.

The afternoon commute at R dhuspladsen (Town Hall Square)The afternoon commute at R dhuspladsen (Town Hall Square)

One thing that is like last winter, though, is the lack of light. For at least a month every winter (if not two) you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark. And so, on the weekend, it’s nice to get out and see… well, not the sun necessarily, but some color.

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In two weeks we’ll be going to Norway to ski for a week. That, I hope, will be cold.

Danish Christmas

This year, before heading to New Mexico for Christmas, I spent a few days with Lisbeth and her family in Vejle. It was really nice. The whole family is sweet and they make me feel very welcome. And it doesn’t hurt that Lisbeth’s mother Karen is a great cook!

Lisbeth gets ready for a walkHeading out the front door

Most of the time we were inside eating, playing games (I’d never played “RISK” before), and talking. The weather was cloudy and chilly, but that didn’t stop Lisbeth, Hanne, and me from talking a long walk. Read More →

Ã…rhus and Christmas lunch

The 'Brock' House

December has already been a busy month. We were in London the first weekend, and in Ã…rhus the weekend after that. Lisbeth’s sister Hanne and her boyfriend Kaspar invited us to a Julefrokost, or Christmas lunch.

Hanne and Kaspar live in a cooperative. In this case it’s eight people sharing a house. Each person has a room, and they share the bathrooms, the kitchen, and the common living spaces.

It’s a great house — originally part of a military barracks — and it even has an area for a little workshop. It’s been a cooperative for decades now, and they have a well-defined system for everything from selecting new residents (they do interviews) to shopping (it’s done once a month, and that’s one of the things Hanne loves about living there) to making dinner (each person is responsible for making dinner for everyone once a week.)

We got there on Friday at around 9:00 and sat in the living room with Hanne in front of a fireplace and talked. (Kaspar was at work, but joined us around midnight.) The next day we went for a walk around town.

Living at 55 degrees North gives people a keen appreciation of the sun. When we set out the next day, Kaspar pointed out that, despite the fact that it was noon, the sun was hanging low in the sky. Just look at the shadows.

Hanne, Kaspar, and Lisbeth basking in the weak winter sunTaken at 12:07

This also means that the average Dane is very likely to bask in whatever sunlight is available. This often happens without warning. They just stop in a sunny spot, close their eyes, and start smiling. At first I thought they were crazy. Then I tried it. I still think they’re crazy. Read More →

The new office

It won’t last long, but for now Codehouse is located in a beautiful old building in the heart of Copenhagen, a brisk seven minute ride from my apartment. (Our offices are on the top floor — the ones with the lights on.)


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It won’t last long because they’re looking for new office space. Something less centrally located. Something with parking spaces. It’ll still be in Copenhagen — it won’t be 15 miles out of town like Microsoft is, but still, it’s a pretty cool location right now.

In the summer there are tables in the courtyard, where customers of the brewery that occupies the ground level sip beer and chat. In the winter it’s just another courtyard in Copenhagen, but this one with a tree clinging on to the last leaves of the season, and a bike that is ready for Christmas…

Lisbeth’s birthday

This weekend we went to Vejle, where Lisbeth grew up, and where her parents still live. It was my second visit. (The first time I brilliantly forgot the memory card for my camera, so there were no pictures.) The occasion this time was Lisbeth’s 31st birthday.

Just outside Vejle, DenmarkJust outside Vejle, DenmarkJust outside Vejle, Denmark

Vejle (pronounced vie-la) is in Jutland — the largest portion of Denmark, and the only portion physically attached to the rest of Europe. It is quite different than Zealand, the island where Copenhagen is located, in that it has a lot of farm country and rolling hills. In contrast, Zealand is pretty much completely flat.

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The Dollar Decline

ist2_3282632_chrome_dollar_symbol_small.jpgThe US dollar is taking a beating. It’s been on a steady decline for two years, and was recently surpassed by the Canadian “loony”. It’s at record lows against the Euro. Even the Mexican peso is at a seven year high against the dollar.

On the day I moved to Denmark, it took 6.28 Danish crowns to buy a dollar. Today it’s today 5.10 — almost a 20% difference. Given this, some of the prices I talked about earlier here have changed, especially compared to February 2006, when I got here.

For example, a Big Mac meal is now $9.21 in Copenhagen (it was $7.48). A large glass of beer runs about $9.80 in the popular parts of town (it was $7.96), and is $7.45 at my favorite cafe (it was $6.05). And gas is $7.43 a gallon here now (it was under $5.43, but part of that increase is just higher gas prices).

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