The beginning of a weekend

Today I was supposed to go to a rugby practice in Svanemøllen, but I ended up getting lost. I got directions online, but I couldn't find the street I was supposed to turn onto. I also started off in the wrong direction. Maybe next time I'll make it to a practice. I was bummed that I didn't get to play rugby, but I enjoyed wandering around Svanemøllen. It was a really pleasant day here, there was a lot of interesting people-watching to do, and I successfully bought some shampoo and body wash, so it wasn't a total waste of time. :)

Yesterday I went to the Kommune to register that I'm going to be here for four months. It was very easy, and the woman who helped me was really nice and spoke excellent English - I suppose you would have to, if your job was registering foreign residents. Then, I went to DIS for my first Nordic Mythology class. There are two sections, but for the first class, we were together - there were a lot of people! My European Storytelling teacher, Bettina, is the instructor for the other section, but she did the introduction for both classes. Apparently my professor is a very important person at the University and had some sort of important meeting. It was exciting, though, because I recognized and sat next to a boy from two of my other classes - it's nice to have someone to sit by! He's a year-long student. Apparently there are about 50 of them altogether, but all but 7 of those 50 are architecture students, so he was talking about how strange it is to have to meet new people all over again. He was a nice guy, though, and I'm glad he's in a number of my classes.

Yesterday night was also the welcome party. It was fun - not least because there was free beer and free coat checks (at that club, coat checks normally cost 30 kr, which is something like 7 USD, so it was nice not to have to pay)! I ended up hanging out with the three girls I met one of the first days (Christy, Becky and Ashley) and with Owen and Bronwen, as well as a guy from my Danish class, Dave, who apparently knew Owen too. For not knowing many people, it's a surprisingly small world! One of the highlights of the evening was the excellent DJ. The transitions between songs were seamless - you didn't even notice when songs switched. Bronwen and I went back on the train together, and then I ended up walking back to the house because I didn't particularly feel like waiting 45 minutes for a bus in the dark, deserted train station. It was a pleasant walk, though, so I didn't mind.

Today, once I got back from my wandering around Svanemøllen, Dorte's nephew Peter and his girlfriend (?) Annika stopped by. They were fun and chatty - they have really cool jobs, working on ships! Peter is "like a captain" (Erling's words) of a boat that goes between northern Jutland and Norway, and Annika is a waitress on a boat that goes from Germany to Norway. She's originally from Lapland, so it was interesting to hear a little bit about her family and what it's like there. They were nice enough to mostly speak in English so that I could understand the conversation.

Well, I guess the guests will be arriving soon, so I'll close for now.