The last week has involved a lot of food! Last weekend the school took all of the exchange students out to dinner -- it was tons of fun to take over the restaurant with the 100+ students and eat to excess. I sat next to a really interesting Dane named Mikkel who had an eerily familiar American accent, evidentially from the 6 months he lived in Romania with Americans and Daniel, who's like my gay best friend, except he happens not to be gay.
After dinner, a group of us decided that we were too poor to go to the bars so early, and that we'd party in the Danish style by picking up beers at Netto, the local Grocery Outlet / 7-11 / store that sells things that fell off the back of a truck. Unfortunately, the appeal of liberal Danish open container laws drops with the temperature, and most nights are between -10° and 0° C here. Fortunately, yours truly has a flat in city center, with heat paid for by the school! (or the government. or the building owner. I'm not really sure. but by someone else, that's the important bit). So we had an impromptu party at my place, pregaming a late night of bar-hopping.
It was so fun having everyone over that I decided to do it again, perhaps in a slightly more organized and less drunk way.
On Wednesday, I threw a dinner party for, let's see, I think 11 people total! I introduced everyone to mac n cheese, 7-layer bean dip, and banana bread. I also got to introduce my Danish friends to my exchange student friends from the rest of Europe. We enjoyed Iranian pistachios and a phenomenal Belgian beer, brought by citizens of their respective countries of origin.
Squeezing in around the little table in my flat