Some Like it Haute

copenhagen.

i am alive!
ok, not in the emancipated or out-of-prison way.. but rather in a 'not-turned-into-a-popsicle' manner..

hmm first entry in copenhagen.. let's see.

good ol' heathrow left my luggage in london so i was 20kg lighter for the first two days in denmark.. sigh it sure sounds better when i type it out. anyway with the emergency kroners that my dad got for me.. i had to get some emergency items to tide me over for at least the first night

and conclusion? learning to live cheap is not torturous but it sure sucks big time.

i went to the grocery store and bought the cheapest loaf of dark bread I could find. why 'dark'? simply because i have been told it is unique to this region.. peanut butter, jam, marmalade, nutella were no-touch, since they were royal indulgence.. hmm, the dark bread was erm sourish.. but luckily i only purchased a small loaf.. so ten more slices to go! haha.. sour bread every morning.. YUM-MEHH

i had to get shampoo and at least one other long sleeve top to sleep in.. waling down the supermarket aisle, i stared blankly at the range, knowing well that with the little cash that i had i could not afford the strawberry scented shampoo and had to settle for the most basics of the entire range. facial cleanser and soap? -skip.

i had to get gloves too and was looking around comparing prices till i landed in h&m KIDS DEPARTMENT... hurray for fat spongey but short fingers as i could fit into the 'buy three for 29.75kr' value pack, and not have to spend the same amount on one pair of adult gloves.

i was so unprepared for the one deg cel day and nights, i was so tempted to hop back onto a plane.. it snows too, though luckily at night so i don't have to brave snowfalls to get anywhere. in singapore, i would run into shopping malls to escape the heat but here, i do just the same but to escape from the winds. haha.. old habits die hard i suppose.

the people? really friendly too.. and my buddy is half-philipino half danish.. and for LAWRD'S SAKE PEOPLE, i am not here to get married so please do not ask me if he's cute or if i have made any moves... and i share a bathroom with a german guy and before i met him, i always thot it was a girl since the toilet seat is always down.

that's about for now.

the internet connection is really precious.. no idea who i am spooning off at the moment.. but it gets cut off easily.. till the next post, enjoy the sun guys!

p.s. wai, didn't you get my email?