Went to Copenhagen last weekend with a few of my coworkers. We had a interesting time at Rigshospitalet, got to see their pressurechamber, traumacenter and helipad so we were happy. After a very late lunch we went back to our hostel, we had a 12 bed dormitory room (for a 370 DDK a person in downtown Copenhagen it was totally worth it) had a predinner glas of wine, and got ready for a night out on town. We went to a Scottish pub close to the Rådhuspladsen, for drinks and dancing. My friend Henrik sold me to a danish guy who thought i was cute, he dragged me to the bar and asked if i wanted a drink or a dance. Later that night i danced with this italian guy who gave me a kiss and to on the cheek, and told me not to be scared, ehhh well i wasnt interested so thats propably why i didnt have to be scared.
Saturday we walked ströget in wind and rain, i bought a pair of Dr. Martins. When my coworkers left i waited for a friend of mine, we stayed the night in Copenhagen and drove to Germany, a bordershop on sunday. There i bought lots of wine and a little bit of booze and of course som chocolate. The car was fully loaded on the way back. And i have wine and vodka for the winter, so let the party begin.
This weekend the plan is to go to a celebrate a 40 year old.
puss o kram
2 comments:
Ef maður kæmist nú í svona ódýrt vín dem það væri ágætt
Gott að ferðin gekk vel og verst með Ítalann, er enn að hlæja að því að Henrik hafi selt þig hahahahaha
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Rúna
En djöfull er það samt sorglegt að þurfa að fara til Þýskalands til að kaupa smá vökva.
Kveðja
Maggi
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