It’s certainly been a while, so story time!
I have had my same cell phone back in the
Finally, though, I have a story about (almost) killing a phone!
So the other night we went to a place called Kulør bar and it is a lovely club where you pay 60 DKK to get in and you get unlimited beer from 11-1. There are great lights and music and we had an amazing time. We were making our way home from the metro (it’s a bit of a walk) but we all had to pee really bad from all that beer. So we go on the side of the road and my friends pee closer to the road and I don’t know why I went further away, but I was walking in a field about to go pee and the next thing I know I am up to my chest in water and its all dark! I am somehow fallen into a pond and I couldn’t get out. My scarf had fallen over my eyes and for a second it was kind of nice down in that puddle of water, I almost wanted to just stay there. I eventually pulled myself out though and was freezing and completely soaked. So we walked the rest of the way home, hung up my clothes and went to sleep. I didn’t bring much out with me, thank baby jesus. But I was wearing my Italian leather shoes and my piccell was in my pocket. It was so broken for a while, but after a few days of drying it out and trying it over and over again I think its back to its working state :) It’s a piece of shit phone but I would have had to pay a lot of money for it because I am only renting it…I am gonna have to go back to this pond and see where the hell I was. It was too dark to know…I don’t think it’s always a pond, just built up swamp or something. Quite a good night I must say, in retrospect and now that my phone is working. I just need to stop thinking I can speak Danish really well to everyone I meet once I am drunk, hahahaa (awfully embarrassing!)
Another time a few weeks ago my host mom gets a call from some people saying they need some old people for a music video out at this old military base close to the sea. She runs an old people’s center so she had plenty of active old people who wanted to be in this music video. We had no idea what the hell this would entail, but we round up all the old people and drive out to this place. Its 8pm at night, dark, and absolutely freezing. The wind is blowing, but they had bribed the old people with chili con carne and beer. So we are chilling in the tent and finally, they call us all out for the music video. The band is mostly comprised of Swedes who sing in English. They are called….EVIL MASSACRE!!!! Us youngins (my new roommate Michelle and I) didn’t get to be in the music video but just watched and couldn’t stop laughing. It was the most bizarre thing in the world; especially for my roommate considering this was her second night in the country HAHA. So there was this death metal band of everyone dressed in black, with skulls all around in an old army fort. They have long hair and there is fire going on in the background. The words to the song are about fearing upside down crosses and Lucifer and the old people are just standing on this hill with fire watching this band. They run through the song a few times and Michelle and I run off and go meet this silly band (they are all really nice and not hard asses at all as their music might indicate). It was really cool to see how a music video is made. At the end of it all we go back out of the tent after chatting with the band and the director is having the old people chant something. As we were leaving I asked one of the ladies what they made her say and she said that she didn’t even know because it was something in English. Turns out they made all these old Danish people who don’t speak English chant “desire and pain, desire and pain”! Haaaa. It’s an ongoing joke around here now. So bizarre. And they even want one of the ladies back to do some more shots for the video…
Oh this life.
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