The Mundane I: Crusin around on Søndag

I really like riding my bike around on Sundays. Well, okay... this Søndag if you will. So I guess I'm learning Danish by constantly referring to the language as such. To me the only way to learn is to use it as slang. So now I find myself calling Sunday: Søndag instead. Whatever works I guess, eh?

So today I just wanted to take it easy, work on Support while at the same time taking some pictures for my p33ps back home. Just to let everyone know what the day to day is like here. So it's like... well, the first thing you do is take forever to get ready if you don't wanna freeze your balz or boobz off. so you make sure you are teh bundled, yo. Big time. But once you are, even though you look like the Stay-Puff Marshmellow man, it's kinda nice to ride a bike. I feel like a jouster, getting ready for some sadistic battle. Which is appropriate when you see how some of these other bike riders act. Geez.

Anyway, the bike is a Mountain Trek, nothing too shabby actually. It's got your three major speeds and six for all of the majors. So we're talking 18 speeds; which works. espeically when it's like: I use four. So whatever. Anwyay, there are things of which are immediately differnet about bikes in Denmark. for one, you have to have two lights. There must be a white light in the front and there must be a red (rød) one in the back. I keep the white one on steady and the red one in the back on the blinking setting. My way is the best. Other ways are dumb.

When I first get outside of my apartment, I see the Bavinchi Bakery. This was the first thing that I experienced when I got here. It was great actually. The girls in there couldn't speak very good English and so it was quite a first experience. I loved it. I actually haven't been back there since, simply because I have learned the ropes better and would rather just hit the grocery. besides, let's be honest here, it's expensive as hell and I get paid at the end of the month. I really haven't been able to enjoy a lot of things because I'm waiting to get paid. The money that I got from expense reporting is just helping me get by. For instance, I still need a winter coat. Brrrrrr. This jacket doesn't do the trick.

I posted the picture which actually shows bus #11 above. That's my little ride to the city; and to work. That bus stop is a real trip. For one, the thing they don't bother to tell the tourists or visitors is that, if you are waiting inside the bus area with the bench - you know... because you don't want the wind to tear your fricken soul from your body, you WILL miss the bus. Yeah: they will keep right on moving. You actually have to be next to that little bitty sign. You can't see it in this picture because it's so small.

The coolest thing about where I live is that it appears to be in a nice area. i mean, there is like... no crime here... you feel safe at any hour of the night. So what I typically like to do on a daily basis is I like to hit the grocery... depicted here. I used to like to go to the Brugsen, but the Fakta is open much later and it's convenient. So I'm digging that place.

I also like to hit the tanning spa. It really reminds me of back home and I swear to you this; You really do need some sunshine. It's just good for you. Without it, you wither away in unhappiness. So I'm going to go ahead and end today's Boring Tim Sessions with a short video on the tanning spa.

It's not the best quality because the stupid camera isn't that good. But it's kinda funny to see what they have there, eh? Right on.




And then... I'll go ahead and leave you with my smoking area....



Have fun y'all... be careful... and don't... for any imaginable reason... ever.... do what I would do.