At about 7, we left the brewery and headed back to the kollegium. Alex and I picked up some drinks and Kristina got the pizza. As we were walking back, somehow it was a good idea to racewalk and thus the beginning of my racewalking career was ended with one skin-removing fall. That or, I prefer the version where I am Indiana Jones and the huge ball was coming for me, and when I ducked down in the ditch to let it go over me my hand skidded on the ground a little. Despite the blood and the ripped jean, the night continued. We ate dinner, made a cake and had some drinks before going out with some of the Danes.
We went to Wall Street Pub for the rest of the night. It was a pretty typical bar. I made friends with a Dane in an F&M shirt and his cousins. One of the cousins is a soldier who had just gotten back from Afghanistan.
But, the best part of the night, by FAR was the birthday tiara. Of course, in the Kingdom of Denmark, we couldn't find a tiara to save our lives-- but what we found was so...much...better. A WIKING HAT! Kristina definitely was a champ about it and made it so cool that everyone wanted to wear it, especially when it became adorned with Danish flags.

And now, all the fun is over as it is midterm week. I have so much to do on top of the fact that I need to continue working on finding a job and pack for THREE weeks of traveling. Way too much for one week, but I'm sure I will manage.
Other than these things, I'm still doing well. It definitely doesn't feel so foreign here anymore, and I'm really happy with my situation. Very excited to start traveling. I'll upload pictures tonight, so make sure to enjoy those!
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