Arrival

I got to Denmark after eight hours of flying, one our of waiting through baggage claim and another hour attempting to find where my apartment was in a city of 1.5 million people. I succeeded, which meant saving around two hundred dollars US.

I think I'm going to go around taking pictures tomorrow. They don't ID for alcohol here if you look like you're over sixteen. Maybe I'll take a picture of that.

Oh, by the way, power adapters don't compensate for foreign voltage. I blew three fuses already and shorted three appliances I attempted to plug in to the malicious wall outlets provided by my apartment building. When I plugged in my alarm clock and my power strip the outlet sparked and the power went out in my room. It wasn't until one of my Danish roommates reset the fusebox that I had power again.I guess I'm going to have to waste some money on overpriced Danish electronics...