Copenhagen so far

I like it here. Okay it's been half an hour max (airport time doesn't count because they're all internationally and re-assuringly exactly the fucking same, complete wi Starbucks and Burger King, for some reason I was shocked to see them here, I thought Scandinavia was meant to be more sophisticated...in other presumptions: everyone IS blond/e).

So far I have seen a billboard with a naked woman on it, no minge but full breast and nipples. I was happy to see this and more happy that our Iranian cab driver (studying for FREE as a Danish citizen PLUS getting PAID 700 euros a month for the privilege. International students also study FREE in ENGLSH SPEAKING UNIS but no 700e) didn't crash in that pathetic way all those people did when Janet Jackson' released the album with that cover in America. Furor/complaint/indecency/our children...so out of touch with their actual sexuality that an image so tantalising as disembodied hands cupping falsies is going to make us all crash and burn into fiery highway hell.

How did I get onto JJ? ANYWAY. I am alone in a hotel room, I forgot how much I like travelling alone. Soon an aunt (1 of 4....eeek!) will be joining me and we will be sleeping awkwardly in the double bed trying to not wake each other with our farts. FUN.

But right now this room is mine and it came with a FREE half bottle of red wine which I am necking before I re-meet with Ma and Pa and we walk around going ooh and ahh and pointing out differences. My survival plan for this trip is booze (which I could not turn down (the trip I mean) becuase I have no money but they do and they will pay and when else am I ever going to get to go here?!).

In environmental news, the TV and 3 lamps were on in my room when I got in. So much for Hopenhagan plus it doesn't get dark til 10.30pm so if I want an early night I'm gonna go all Stellan Skarsgard (love him) in Insomnia.

Anyhow. Now I'm kind of tipsy and really, really hot and talking about movie stars (hardly) that no one cares about (apart from J who probably doesn't even read this).

But still FREE UNIVERSITY!

LONG LIVE CFU! (in spirit)

AND I hope my parents aren't too middle class to accompany me to Christiania Freetown: an autonomous neighbourhood/commune in C'hagen which sounds amazing. A man in a polo shirt with a wife in a shirt and sweater around her shoulders and some Zovirax melting seductively on her upper lip told us not to go there after dark.

COME ON DARKNESS!

OH and wide bike routes everywhere! Yay no death.

Anantomy

sToday J and I wondered at length what is inside an ant. It turns out they have a long tube like heart. They have no lungs and breathe through holes in their bodies. They have multiple brains. One - traditionally, in the head and several other minor brains throughout their bodies. This is why they keep wriggling a little after you squash them.

What I've been doing plus 5 words

Arabic heavyweight, issues with translation.

Loneliness never felt so lonely.

Amazingly conceived, annoyingly realised.

Random choice, shame about end.

Middle aged lesbian vs Abstract Expressionism.

All possible positive exciting words.

My first review in TLS!

Still my new favourite author.