Denmark 02: international bubble

“You should never move a fruit if there is a person who’s drawing in the room.”

So the painting didn’t turn out that bad after all. Though the skinny black man – Dock Worker from a picture Walter Evans took in 1933 – looked more like a white man covered in carbon, sucking on a cigarette. I will not post a picture of it. Not yet. But here’s the original: cuban

A fine piece of art, I’d say.

Since the first official (normal) day of studying has ended and the memory has a tendency to fade, I made a choice for tonight. At the dinner table everyone was asking each other: What will you do tonight?
Should I watch a movie? Work out? Play pool? Get to know someone better? Engage in a fascinating conversation about spirituality or crystals? What?
But I wanted to finish the chapter about last week while there are some memories – peaces of events left in my mind.

Our journey starts in that early, early morning, 8th of January.
It was – 23 °C in Riga and I knew that it is risky to take a music instrument with me in the plane. Even if it’s just a ukulele. Lots of accidents can happen – this tiny little toy could be smashed in no time. But nothing pointed out to that silly thing called “music instrument registration” – it was just a ukulele that weights nothing and fits into a bag pack. And I didn’t want to argue or stand in the line again, so the ukulele was ceremonially given to the people who escorted me – the family, I mean. And so the journey already took an unexpected turn at 6.30 a.m. 

Leaving my homeland for the first time and going abroad didn’t feel as heartbreaking as I thought it will. I laughed a bit when saying goodbye, but as you will discover during the story – I was leaving the land, not the people. Not yet.

At Copenhagen I was awaited by Volfgang – soon to be “good friend” and the most amazing person on the planet Earth. At least for those two days he was.

Let me tell you about Volfgang: He is one of the best friends of Janis – my twin that I discovered and truly got to know 2 years ago.
“I knew that you two will be good friends,” Janis said at the first evening when I met Volfgang. We were watching Pulp Fiction and eating chips. Such a good night it was. I think I wrote a blog entry about that as well.
But, returning to the subject – for a person that didn’t know me that well Volfgang promised in September to take care of me and make sure I would reach the destination – Odder Hojskole – safe and sound. But nobody said anything about carrying my suitcase through Copenhagen, Tølløse, Aarhus and Odder, feeding me, welcoming me in the family and showing extreme kindness like he did. And I am so grateful for that.

His family had lived here in Denmark for almost 8 years now. And in a few weeks half of them are moving back to Latvia. So the timing could not have been better.
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On day 2 we traveled to Aarhus with a ferry – “Fastest ferry in the world,” Mr. Vadonis, Volfgang’s father said. And I have to admit, it was not slow.
And while we were sitting and watching the waves pass by, that sad feeling kicked in.
Why wasn’t I sad at the airport when saying Farewell to my friends and family…but the sadness encircled me now? The answer to this question I got when Volfgang said “See you in a month” in front of the doors of Odder Hojskoole. At the airport I wasn’t saying Goodbye to Latvia because I knew that there will be Latvians greeting me in DK – and the evening I spent with this Latvian family in Denmark was like a smooth transition. But right there I was saying Goodbye to the last Latvian, I was saying goodbye to Latvia… for now. And going into the unknown. And that was the feeling people usually get at airports, right?

The good news is – it continued for about ten minutes, because I had to dive into this international bubble – new people, new personalities, new impressions, new life circumstances, and, well – even the food was something completely different.

I guess it would be smart to end this entry now.
Congratulations if you got this far! The story will continue soon.

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