Hurrah!

Sorry, no pictures for today except this one:



It was all I could do to pause and take a picture. I wanted take all the clothes and shower products and dump them onto the floor and then roll around in their wonderful glory.

I would have taken more pictures today, but most of it was filled with lectures. And wandering around the city, walk-eating the lunch I had. I was told about an art supply store by a girl who happened upon it yesterday. And since everything here closes at 6pm or earlier, a few of us left during our 2-hour lunch break to buy some necessary supplies: metric scale, notebook, pencil sharpener, straight edge, etc.

9 to 11 was a lecture on what we will be doing this summer as well as some work of the professors here in Denmark. 11 to 1 was shopping and commuting. 1 to 4:30 was another lecture, this time on THE ENTIRE HISTORY OF DANISH FURNITURE. And while it was sheer awesomeness, the chairs we were sitting in started to hurt a bit after hour 2, so I would tend to zone out until Nils-Ole would change slides.

"Make a piece so simple that you could describe it over the phone."

Then at 4:30, after calling DIS headquarters and figuring out our luggage had come in, Ellen and I took the bus to Vestergade 7 (sounds like a planet, doesn't it?), and reunited with our bags. Deciding we didn't want to fork over another 200 DKK, or $40 American, for a taxi, we lugged our gear 8 blocks to the nearest S-Train station and split ways.

I am in love with the S-Train. It gives me 15 minutes of complete silence in the morning, where I can look out the windows at the colorful graffiti (it's EVERYWHERE here). And in between Rødovre and Kobenhavn (my new stop), there is this beautiful stretch of suburbs. Cute little houses with gardens and trees everywhere. I'd like to stop sometime and take a walk there–I think it would remind me a little of home. Another great thing about the ride is that NO ONE TALKS. In fact, there is a rule of no cell phones and no smoking. In fact, a lot of places in Copenhagen are no smoking. The only person I saw smoking today was the bus driver and he can do whatever the heck he wants because he holds my life in his death-machine-wielding hands.

Tomorrow, I should be a picture-taking fiend because we've got a field study tour from 8am - 6pm. We'll be visiting Sorø Stolefabrik and Midform to see how they fabricate furniture.