DK first 4 months!!!

Trip Start Aug 01, 2007
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Trip End Jul 01, 2008


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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Me in DK!
My first blog
 
Okay so I have now officially been here for 4 months and, like I'd been warned, I have had my fare share of ups and downs. I have been in my second family only one month but I am so glad for the change. My new host siblings are 17 and 19 so I'm in the middle. It's like living with friends. Since being here I have travelled with my class to København (the capital) and spent 3 days shopping, going to the theatre and just having a good time. The schools here are so relaxed about everything for instance there was hours at a time where we were in København on our own and the teachers had no idea where we went or what we got up to and they had absolutely no interest in finding out. I have class mates with safety pins through their noses and dread locks in their hair each died a different colour of violently bright fluro. Despite all this freedom I am missing the strict constrains of Hastings Girls High School, trust me choosing what to wear each day is no easy feat. Anyway now it's getting into the cooler months the main aim is to wrap up warm and try as much as possible to avoid frost bite, ha-ha. We have had 3 days of snow but it doesn't look like it's going to be a white xmas. That's okay, people have reassured me the -20 degree days will come, no doubt about it!
       I have recently celebrated my 18th birthday, something that was bound to be very different without my family around. The day started off with me blinking stupidly up through the blaring lights at the voices singing me happy birthday. A Danish tradition; wake up the birthday person while singing, waving Danish flags and carrying the presents. Needless to say the first photos are none to stunning. I must admit this year's haul was possibly the best yet. The list of gifts I received is far too long to write and would boar and cause emise jealousy to those of you reading it so instead I chose to say, I received ALOT of presents. I had a pleasant Danish breakfast with my family (this is a meal of bread cheese, jam and chocolate) before going to my language school where we ate cake and drunk hot chocolate and then to my normal school where we ate more cake, (Another Fat Student). I had about 4 different versions of Happy Birthday sung to me, some I will never forget, others I wish I could ha-ha. That afternoon I went shopping with one of my best friends Aske. I then went home to start cooking the Pavlova. I had a birthday dinner with my contact family, host family, brothers' girl friend and a family friend. I received more presents (by this time I was running out of space for them all, but don't get me wrong I'm not complaining).  That Thursday my two American friends and I took the day off school and started to prepare a thanks giving meal. We pealed more potatoes than a camp kitchen, made corn bread and cooked two turkeys. I then caught the bus to the train station to pick up my 3 Kiwi friends who would be joining us from other parts of Denmark for thanks giving. We then proceeded to make the second pavlova of the week. It was a great night, the pav sort of came alive and exploded, it was enormous but it tasted great. The next day us 4 kiwi's, 2 Americans and a Alaskan girl made our way into the big city where we shopped for several hours until our credit cards were screaming and our feet protesting. Later that night we had movies and pizza back at my house. The next day (Saturday if you're losing count) we went ice skating at the local skating rink. That afternoon we did some beauty therapy and got ready for a huge night on the town. My first night out on the town in Denmark was one to be proud of! We danced and partied (even kissed a bit) and drunk just enough not to be embarrassed about speaking our cringable Danish to strangers. It certainly was an 18th birthday week to remember.
        This week the Christmas decorations have gone up. The town is decorated from head to foot in fake mistletoe, some ugly red berries and lit up Christmas trees every few feet. There are more Santa's walking around town now days than I thought possible. Each house has some signs of Christmas and I am starting to learn a bit about Danish Christmas traditions. Santa visits each house every night from December 1st until Christmas day leaving small gifts for everyone in a stocking that is hung up on the wall. Danes buy ALOT of new Christmas decorations each year, and most of all they buy bits of plants. Braches off Christmas trees and other significant plants to bend and make into more decoration. I am looking forwards to Christmas very much this year as I have 3 families here to share it with. I will no doubt miss my family in New Zealand but I think a Danish Christmas promises to be an unforgettable experience.
    Today I have been into town with my Mother and Father. We went shopping for my elder brother's birthday present. We walked through the local Saturday morning market where my brother and sister work (I was sporting a stunning Santa Claus hat). I am still amazed at the amount of cheese these Danes eat. There are whole market stalls just selling cheese, cheese as big as your head and as smelly as a dead rat :S ha-ha. I'm not a fan of the smelly cheeses but I'm sure there are some of you who are envious that we have huge stinky cheese. It was a lovely morning despite the dismal Danish weather which chose to wear its favorite colour; grey. The fruit here is nothing compared to the Hawkes Bay summer fruits but they certainly do their best to import what they can. I have been introduced to about 5 different types since I have been here, all very tropical, all very undanish. We went into some of the more up market shops and found my brother a shirt and jacket, the price of which would give most of you heart failure. There's shops are really quite impressive, there are labels here that I have only heard spoken about on movies or in high fashion magazines. Everybody owns at least one item of Douche and Gabbana clothing. And if your parents don't buy you the new Lacoste or Hugo perfume for Christmas you're the height of un-cool.  I love my town.
    For those of you who don't know, I live in a small village called Sejs. It's about 10mins bus ride from Silkeborg (our local town). Our town is in the middle of Julland, one of the islands that make up Denmark, its known for its huge lakes and rivers, these loop in and out of the town making it picturesque and perfect when it freezes in winter for ice skating. This region is also made up of a lot of woods, these are all community owned so anyone can bike walk or run though them.
    This week I have worked voluntarily in a stable about 15mins out of Silkeborg. This is a world famous stable that breeds and trains show jumpers and trotting horses. It is also the best horse hospital in Denmark. It was such an amazing experience being here. I worked with a horse that was for sale for £100,000. Before knowing the price I had decided he was the horse I wanted ha-ha (I've got good taste). The equipment and machinery there was so advanced. I have been very lucky to have been asked to come back and visit and ride whenever I want.
    I had better go now as we have friends coming for my brothers birthday dinner soon. Hope you have enjoyed my update.
 
If you would like to write to me my address is
 
Sinead Gage
Sortbrævej 3
Silkeborg 8600
Denmark
 
Lots of love Nadie (the kiwi in DK)
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