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Thursday, January 30, 2014

Artistic Chills in København

In case you can't tell from my Danish homage to Copenhagen, I thought it would be cool to write Copenhagen in Danish. So that happened. It's that word at the end of the title that starts with a K. It's okay, I don't know how to pronounce it either, but I know it means Copenhagen.

I'm glad we cleared that up, this was good moment for us I think. And we learnt something new, so that's nice.

This post will be a little different from my usual, run of the mill travel posts that I've been plaguing this blog with for the past months. Mostly because we did things differently in Copenhagen, and did less of the touristy things. Now, we probably should get out of the habit of sleeping until 11am...That's something we have not done since we were 15 and something we should abolish from our daily routine. However, on the plus side, we've become rad night owls, so there's something.

We were living in a sweet apartment with some awesome roommates, the majority of whom were chefs. Ironically, we ended up doing most of the cooking...By we, I mean Pallika, my cool English roommate (just that in itself. Can we please take a moment to appreciate those three words), myself, and Bella (kind of). We gave her a job to do every time, for example, making the raita or kneading the dumpling dough. We're trying to work her up to becoming a pro.

We will get there.

So we kind of had an accidental dinner party. Actually, it wasn't really accidental, I only said that for effect. But we did make a feast for all the hungry boys that inhabited the apartment.

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Pallika and Bella took care of the main dish, and I prepared the dessert. It was all pretty delightful. The only thing that sort of took away our enthusiasm, was that the guys got home from work at around 11 O'clock at night...We finished cooking at 9.

Oh the hunger and temptation that was felt.


Our loot.
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Don't be fooled by Javier's apron.
He didn't actually cook anything...And I'm still wondering why he was wearing it...?
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Half of the gang.
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Now when we actually did leave the apartment, and didn't stuff our faces with glorious café food, we did some walking (and some cycling).

May I just say, the temperature may read -2, but the icy winds make it feel like -10. So you could say we were pretty brave.

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We took shelter in Café 22 (pictured above), where we could defrost our faces and ears, and chug down hot chocolate, coffee and chai. After lounging in the café for a lazy hour or two, we piled on our winter layers and headed out the door (into the frosty air).

The weather rapidly grew colder over the time we were in Copenhagen, but we didn't see snow, however we did hear it piled down with snow as soon as we left.

See you in snowy Sweden !

xx Margot Ana

Bella and Pallika.
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