video | københavn

July 27, 2014

københavn from lana pribic on Vimeo.

I made a video of all the things we got up to in Copenhagen - six months of eating, dancing, picnicking, biking, rooftop shenanigans, and sunsets with amazing friends in the best city on earth. This is most of what we did when we weren't out partying until sunrise on the weekends. Thank you to my friend Maya for helping with the footage. Click through to Vimeo to view in HD!

tranquebar

July 23, 2014

One night, while I was flying solo, I decided to go out for dinner on Jaegersborggade. As I turned into the street I could hear some wonderful music being played not too far off. It did not feel real, but an audience of very content people were gathered on the street listening to live music, enjoying some drinks, smoking their cigarettes, and just relaxing as the sun went down. As Copenhageners do. I did not ask any questions, I just joined in.

Her haunting voice and lyrics and the silly laid back energy of all the band members automatically put me at ease. I let the music take me away, trying to forget about how all journeys come to an end. It was hands down one of my most unforgettable experiences of being abroad, perhaps because it was so spontaneous.They describe themselves as a "portable and lo-fi musical experiment - comprising banjo, cajon, accordion and a singer." Find their facebook page here and listen to their album here.


the bucket list

July 18, 2014

I am back home in Canada now and it is so weird. I feel like for the past six months I had stepped out of everything I knew, everything I was, everything I was comfortable with. And I just lived. Lived, indulged, floated, and had the best time. I was endlessly happy and endlessly inspired. I feel so different now having experienced all the things I did. Having seen all I did. It is hard to explain it fully to anyone. I was gutsy abroad. I was alive, more fearless than I usually am. But now everything that I experienced so vividly feels like a dream. Did it all really happen? Did that all just slip past me? I ask myself seventeen times a day as I binge watch Weeds on Netflix while stuck in the suburban house that is supposed to be my home while sipping on green juice in attempt to somewhat detox from the lifestyle I have been living while away.

I feel different, I know I am different. But I came home and everything was just the same. I caught up with my friends and they were all the same. My room is all the same, but I feel the urge to tear certain things off the walls and put up new memories. And I did. My clothes are all the same. The sameness, it is both grounding and terrifying at the same time. My life here scares me now. It is not the life I want but I have always known that. For once you have tasted flight, you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skyways for there you have been and there you will long to return. The reverse culture shock hit me hard as my parents drove me home from the airport. We sat in silence at one point, all barely able to believe I was finally back, and as I took in the big box stores, the malls, and the chain restaurants with contempt, I realized it was really over. You're not in Copenhagen anymore. On my last night I cried and cried and cried on the bridge with a beer and all the friends I still had left in the city. I did not want to go home. Most of these friends were there for an indefinite amount of time, telling me effortlessly that I could always come back like they did.

About a month before the adventure came to an end, some of us decided to make Copenhagen Bucket Lists. The things we kept meaning to do, but never really did. A lot of it was food-related, but at that point I had not gone to see the Little Mermaid yet. I had rode by the Rosenborg gardens almost everyday, but had never gone in. I had never tried the ice cream place right around the corner that everyone kept telling me about. Stuff like that. Some big stuff, some small stuff, some secretive stuff. But all things I wanted to experience before leaving. As soon as finals ended, I became addicted to checking everything off the bucket list. Naturally, stuff kept getting added on everyday.

Climb the Christiania Tower.
Frederiksborggades Is soft serve.
Brunch at Paludan.
Food trucks at Papirøen.
Go to a Copenhagen Photography Festival exhibit.This was difficult, as I had finals the weeks it was happening. BUT. The one I finally made it to did what art is meant to do - it made me reflect, cry and be grateful for what I have. This one was personal projects, and there were seven exhibitions by different Danish photographers. All exhibitions were loosely themed around the idea of freedom, proposing that it is not a concept that we often think about deeply unless we are forced to. It was heavy stuff - topics explored included homophobia, true love, sex for the disabled, being a woman in an unequal society, the need to find god, and living under government censorship - but I remember feeling changed walking out of there.
Play with the goats at Byoassen.

Go for the Rodfruftmos option at DØP instead of my usual veggie hot dog (with extra pickles!) option. It was so delicious and the ultimate Danish fast food.
"Savoury porriage" (risotto) at GRØD.
Pancakes (and homemade nutella!) at Kalaset.
Visit the deer park. I happily biked 22km that day and saw some notsohumble mansion houses.
Ride all of the rides at Tivoli, one of the oldest amusement park in the world.
Take a plunge from the Islands Brygge harbour baths.










rist kaffebar

July 07, 2014

I love this place.
The coffee is amazing and made by some very skilled baristas. I went for a latte and croissant early this week and noticed that almost everyone was ordering the delicious looking avocado on rye bread, so I ended up going back a few days later to try it out. So simple - rye bread, mayonnaise, avocado, chives, and a drizzle of lime - but so satisfying. I think it is the high quality ingredients that make everything so delicious. You can see that the priority is to make everything with love and care here instead of just moving onto the next customer in line as quickly as possible. As a bonus, there is a beautiful exposed brick wall, a seriously excellent magazine selection inviting you to slow down, and the location is on a great street for people watching. I only wish I didn't wait until my last week here to finally try it out.Værnedamvej 4, Vesterbro






around the neighbourhood

July 02, 2014

It started in Berlin, the evening strolls. Miina and I felt like old ladies instead of young travellers when we opted for an evening stroll and Milka chocolate in bed instead of going out to party. We were wearing sweatpants and sneakers and raincoats and we were loving it. We ended up creating these "old lady alter egos" that we started to take very seriously, and soon all our other friends joined in. Old Debbie has a fitness blog which states the obvious such as "take the stairs" and "drink 8 cups of water a day!" She is also "taking time off" to pursue activities such as blogging, book clubs and knitting. Old Sue is grumpy in her old age and just can't let go of the summers she spent in Tuscany (and her promiscuous youth) with an Italian lover. Her son drives her crazy. The other alter egos are not quite as developed.
We live in "family friendly" Østerbro which is not as full of young people are some of the other neighbourhoods. You don't go out around here unless you want to hang with some old folks who have children. But, the beach is 2 minutes away, the city is a 10 minutes away, and there plenty of Emmery's bakeries around. You can not help but see yourself settling down with a family some day in Copenhagen in one of these beautiful rose-covered Victorian homes during your evening strolls as you peer into homes watching families having a hygge time. You just can't, especially if you are in you alter-ego mode.






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