This has been the case for about 4 weeks now, and I am back and going again with school. Through my program at Edinburgh, I do an exchange with another business school (we have 8 from which to choose) and I chose to come to Copenhagen. I knew little about the city except for it was in Scandinavia, I heard it was clean, people were apparently good looking, and they had a well thought of business school. Most of those things have turned out to be true, and here are a few more things that I have learned since coming (in no particular order):
The city is beautiful. If I knew more about architecture, I wouldn't be reduced to describe it "the pretty building city", but alas.
People speak wonderful English here, but there is not much written English so this makes getting around more difficult than I thought.
Danish is (for me) a very difficult language to understand. And by understand, I do not mean that I am learning the language, I mean that I can not pronounce words or understand what people are saying. Analogy: Please : English as Vil du være så venlig at : Danish
It has gotten better, but a linguist I am not. As wild as it may seem, I am considered the one with the exotic accent.
They have amazing baked good here. I felt compelled to capture this on film.
pastries
More to come later, but those are a few.
So far my class has been nice as well. I will be here for approximately 3 months taking electives at Copenhagen Business School. My class size is a bit smaller (about 35) and the structure of the courses are different. They are intense one week classes that run from 9-5 for 5 days. Right now I am in Change Management and we will have 5 days of only Change Management and then will be tested on the subject matter. I have liked this so far because it allows me to only focus on one thing and put all of my energy into it. Being spread a little thin is a murmur you might hear from some students so this does help with that.
Here are a few pictures of the city.
downtown
colorful house close to christiana
the no cars shopping district
me at christiania - a place with literally no rules
As I had posted earlier, I played on a team from Scotland that had a tournament over the week of April 10th. It was a good time and was fairly cool for me to be flying into a city to play basketball. This, however, is where thextravagancece stopped. It was a lot of late nights in the dorm room / much cafeteria food / pints at the student pub / washing our own clothes type of atmosphere for the 4 days.
We played Northern Ireland in the first game and won by 15.
Secondly, we played against the host team from Wales and gave them a Scottiswallopingng of 36 points.
The last game (and, as many people told me, always the most important) was played against the English. Since its inception in 1993, the British University Games (what I was playing in) has always been won by England in Men's Basketball. Well I just have one thing to say to those English guys that thought they could waltz right and beat the boys from up north...
Good game.
We got 2nd place.
To chronicle this event as accurately as possible, I must disclose that yours truly was humbled a bit by his playing time. "A spark off the bench" is what I like to think of myself as. Unfortunately, sometimes the coach just thought of me as "that guy who looks in place on the bench." We had a good coach, by the name of Iain MaClean, that did get all of the guys very motivated. He is somewhat of a Scottish basketball legend.
Here are a few fairly poor pictures of my time there.
the team
the gym
me getting acupuncture on my (very curvey) foot
me and mike (the other american on the team) after a win over wales
callum stewart - our center, and possibly part of the tallest twin duo in scotland - six foot 8 - in a women's netball uniform.
I capped off my time back in the UK by visiting my friend Anthony in London. Anthony, his wife Maxine, two small daughters Mackenzie (2) and Emerson (1), and I enjoyed a couple of beautiful days in London going to few favorite pubs and restaurants of Anthony and Max (which included The Roundhouse in Covent Garden), seeing some sights, and watching a fair amount of a guy called Captain Feathersword from the Wiggles. I didn't know who this guy was, but here is a bit about him from the Wiggles website:
"Captain Feathersword is a friendly pirate who has a feather for a sword, which he uses to tickle everyone. He is a jovial character that loves to cook, dance and sing with his crew on his sailing ship "The Good Ship Feathersword."
Sounds like a heck of a guy
Well, if that doesn't make you never come back here again, I don't know what will.
Here are a few pictures from London. 
sunny day in london
anthony, emerson (colorful beret) and mackenzie (with shades) at a market
london eye
fresh fruit and veg
a look at london from just south of the thames
captain feathersword
