Do You Smell That?

It smells like victory!  Finally, I was able to pull my team across the finish line in first place.  Oddly enough, I was still unable to shake the bottle of Fisk as some friends won yet another bottle of the stuff.  I would post more about the national shot of Denmark but when you google it, you come up empty handed.  Clearly another reason not to touch the stuff.  

A Bridge Too Far?

In short, my school back home surprised me after I arrived here in Denmark with mandatory extra classes.  Complicating matters is the fact that classes here are not scheduled to allow for students to take multiple subjects at one time.  The outcome (I do like to game the system) is that although I was drastically overworked the first two months that I was here, I now find myself with very little school work left.  I only have class one day a week and starting in April zero classes a week.  I fear the boredom so its time to travel.  I will be in Berlin from the 6th to the 9th of April.  There will be a Saarbruecken trip in there at some point.  The question is where next to go?

We Were Robbed

3rd Place and another bottle of Fisk.

What Time Is It?

Game Time.  Every other Sunday is the pub quiz at one of the local Irish pubs.  As you could imagine, I though it would be easy to dominate the field at trivia.  Being confident that I will be on the winning team (and more importantly the "1st Place Trophy" bottle of whisky) I did bring a certain amount of swagger to the field.  I like to think this confidence comes from my luck at having grown up in the great state of Texas.  You could imagine my horror and feelings of shame when on the first outing, we finished fourth.  On the second attempt the team finished third but I was not there to take part of the celebrations (the "3rd Place Trophy" is the most disgusting alcohol I have ever run across called Fisk).  I go out today focused on victory.  Go ahead put the bottle on my table.  The flag of my state will be behind me.

Beer Trumps Government

Every time.  I have been to both the National Museum of Art and the Carlsberg Collection, there is no comparison.  The National Museum is a nice one but for a major European capital, it is a disgrace.  The Carlsberg Collection on the other hand (a gift to the people of Denmark from the Carlsberg Beer family) is a truly amazing collection.  It is comprised mostly of classical sculpture and a small collection of impressionist masters.  If there is any famous person or deity you would like to see in marble, it is here.  The impressionist collection is especially interesting since it has some Van Gogh's from before he developed his famous style.  Unfortunately they do not allow photography in the painting section so you all will have to suffer through sculpture pics.  That is Alexander the Great on the left with Perseus and Medusa on the right.

My Home is Youtube Famous

See what I mean.