… take another airplane. My flight to Copenhagen is leaving this evening at 18:45 from Düsseldorf Airport. I did the online check-in as I was able to print out my ticket for once. Only bad thing about the flight is the actual airplane. The plane is called a Bombardier Dash 8 or a Turboprop Q400. Bombardier? Hello? Sounds like I am going to war or something…
I am not overly anxious when it comes to flying though I don not enjoy it was much as I used to when I was a kid. But the smaller the airplane, the more you are able to feel tourbolences. I made some spectacular journeys across Minneaplis/St. Paul to Jamestown and Bismarck, North Dakota. 10 seats. Lots of wind an rain. Enough said. I do not have to repeat that. Thankfully the weather forecast for today is pretty good. At least in Germany. I did not dare to check the one in Copenhagen yet. I just hope I make it to Kastrup in one piece. If not: Farewell all my beloved friends! It was nice knowing you!
PS: I made it!!!
Or more: I am happy not to be an American High School student. Do not get me wrong – I absolutely LOVE the United States… at least to go there on vacation. I was lucky enough that I share this love with my parents, and that my parents were able to afford a lot of great holidays in the US. I saw most of the States in the Western part, and travelled to Florida I-do-not-know-how-many times.
Due to the love to my favourite country, I decided at the young age of 10 that I wanted to spend a longer period of time across the Atlantic. So it happened that I spend my junior year at an American High School (Go Orioles) and I would do everything to experience those awesome 10 months again. Of course I did not really have North Dakota in mind when I applied for the exchange, but visualized myself surfing the waves in Southern California or getting a nice tan on the beaches of Florida. But in the end it was the best thing that happened to me. I gained great friends I kept in tough with, and was able to visit them again last year. One of my best friends got married and I was one of her bridesmaids (as we do not have bridesmaids in Germany it was another great experience for me) and I hope to be able to attend her son’s baptism in a couple of months as well.
But back to the reason why I am happy not to be an American High School student… The main reason: applying for college is a BITCH. Not only do you have to take as many AP-classes as possible, ace your Pre-SAT’s and SAT’s, and of course have a 4.0 GPA -in order to get into a decent college you have to participate in extra curricular activities (the more the better, the more successful the better, and of course French Club sounds way better than some random social group thingy) and do lots of social work. Not that I do not think that it is good to get socially active or participate in clubs and/or sports, but the whole college application process makes it mandatory because you otherwise limit your chances. And that should not be the main reason to do it in the first place.
All this preparation makes applying for college not fun, but hell. And I do not want to imagine how students feel around April 1st, the day when most college admission letters get send out (what a coincidence that it is April’s Fools day). In Germany the only thing that counts is your GPA after graduation. For every semester you wait with applying you get additional “waiting semesters”, and if you wait long enough you get a study place everywhere for everything (though I know that some friends waited more than five years to study medicine for example). Social activities, apprenticeships and internships, sports, etc. do not count into the admission process. This is good and bad for some people, depending on which person you pick. But at least you do not have the pressure upon you from an early age already.
But why am I brining this up at all? Well, as I am planning on moving to Denmark any time soon, I have to find a university that takes me in for my Masters. I applied at two schools (RUC and KU) for admission and I am still waiting for a positive answer. And yes – I can not really handle the stress and pressure. It is unnerving and people should not be allowed to do this to me. If those two schools would at least give me a date when I will find out… But no, the only answers I got were that “letters of admission will be send out in the middle of November” and that “it can take until October” to find out L Well, it is the middle of September. It can only take about 45 more days until at least one of the schools will tell me “yes” or “no”. I mean – that is all I want. Just a short answer. Is this too much to ask for?
I am German. My fiancé is Danish. I guess you figured that much out by now. We communicate mainly in English though, as we both are pretty much fluent in English. I can not say that much about my Danish skills. Neither can Christoffer about his German. But I have to admit that he speaks it pretty okay (getting-what-you-want-while-ordering-in-a-restaurant-or-standing-in-store-okay) and I am also not able to talk about him, or keep secrets from him(not that I ever would), as he pretty much gets what I am talking about even if I talk fast.
I have to defend my Danish skills though. I am still not able to pronounce about 99% of the words, BUT I am pretty good at reading things (Danish being a mixture between English and German helps a lot here) and also my listening comprehension is getting better (at least by now I am getting if people actually speak about me).
But even though my Danish skills lack, well, Danish skills, false friends are slowly creeping up into my life. So I was glad to hear (and read) that it is not just me who is screwing up every once in a while.
My fiancé likes to tell a story about his little brother. The two of them are almost nine years apart, so Christoffer used to take care of him when Sebastian was younger. As Christoffer loves to cook (yeah for me as I SUCK ASS at cooking) he also did that a couple of times for his little brother. After one specifically delicious meal all the little brother had to say was: “Christoffer, you are the world’s best cock”. Well, of course he is. Not sure if his brother and I had the same thing in mind though ;-) FYI: The Danish word for “chef” is “kok” pronounced like the English word “cock”.
The other situation happened recently. And it was my time to blush in the end. My mother-in-law and I just came back from a fashion-show event at Magasin in Lyngby. Before we left the store we had gotten a goodie-bag including the newest Magasin magazine. While sitting on the couch at the in-laws place, I was reading the above mentioned magazine (well, as it was in Danish I was more looking at the pictures). At some point I discovered a 6-8 page spread about lingerie, each page having a different “theme” including a matching title. One title said “Sex Killing”. I was rather confused as I always thought lingerie is supposed to help in the opposite direction?!? I was apparently talking to myself out loud because my father-in-law suddenly looked up from his own magazine and said with quite a dry undertone in his voice: Sarah, “Sex Killing” is Danish and means “Sexy Kitten!” Well, THAT explained a lot…
It was not my first slip-up and will definitely not be my last.
As a fashion addict that happens quite often to me. And it just happened again. I love looking at Lookbook to get inspired. And to look at all those pretty people.
One of my favorites is Frida from Sweden. I love her style and she’s just amazingly pretty. The all-Scandinavian girl. I like. (I guess by my love to Copenhagen you already figured out my love to Scandinavia and the Scandinavian style in general). Check out her fashion blog http://blogg.veckorevyn.com/fyndigt/!
PS: I actually managed to find the dress on Nelly for only 34,95€. An amazing bargain!!!
This is THE week of the goodies. I got another good one for you. Besides nail polish I also love and absolutely ADORE shoes. When I spend my semester abroad in Denmark I was able to buy a pair for Hunter rain boots. Those boots are absolutely perfect for all kinds of weather and suitable for almost every outfit. I even wore them in the summer with a cute little skirt and a cardigan. And in the winter I’m going to add socks and tights and I am ready to go!!
As Hunters were sold out almost everywhere I felt lucky when I finally got my hands on a black pair. I know that black is kind of boring but I decided it was the best colour (even though I know that black is actually not considered a color) to start with. And I do not regret it one bit. Black boots fit with almost everything.
Due to the fact the people in other countries (especially Germany) like to stare I left my Hunters at my second home in Denmark. Now that is a thing I do regret. We had really bad weather here over the last couple of days and I would have loved to wear my rain boots. So I started to think about buying another pair to keep here (also because the boots are quite big and heavy and take about 1/20 of the weight I am allowed to take on the airplane – not considering the actual SPACE they take in the suitcase).
My boyfriend’s mother recently had also gotten a new pair of Hunters from the new “glossy” collection. At first I was not too fond of the glossy design (especially in black and I still do not like it too much) but then I came across an awesome color called “graphite”, which is a nice middle grey. Weeks ago I had told my boyfriend that the next pair of Hunters that I would buy would be a pair in grey. Ha, and now here we are. I still have to wait until the end of the month to get them (due to money reasons) but I decided I WANT to have them. I must have them…
I just love my Hunter boots!
PS: Besides the black and grey Hunter offers a new range of great colors like pink, green, purple, or red. Check them out online (http://www.hunter-boot.com)!!!
PPS: Hunter also offers a wide variety of great cool fleece socks to go into the boots!