Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space Dusty Springfield
The c.a.e.s.a.r. event; crucially awsome exchange students' autumn reunion, hopefully to become the annual reunion, of six ex-Canadians from all over Europe. We went all over Copenhagen, being great tourists during the day (Copenhagen museum of modern art, the King's garden, the botanic garden, Istedgade, Christiania, etc) and fighting xenophobia during the night at Ny Østergade, Basement, Elhjørnet, Sam's bar (haha), and Marie Jo's friends' houseparties. Yesterday I had a five-day hangover saying goodbye to my friends at the central train station of Copenhagen, so I got picked up by my sister who drove me and all my stuff back to the boarder and chilled all night with my much-missed friends and neighbours. We all decided that c.a.e.s.a.r. was a success, but that Denmark is cold and expensive, so next year it will be in Rome. Exchange students for the win!
Big: I've got to hand it to you, kid. Most people come to Paris to fall in love. You came and got slapped.
Sex and the City, the final episode: 'An American Girl in Paris (part deux)'