London is only awesome if you are rich, or don’t care how much money you spend (which amounts to the same thing in my book).
London for me was a black hole, draining my cash at horrendous rates. It was also pretty cool. I need to learn to let go sometimes.t
I love LOVE taking pictures of cops, but it also makes me nervous. So many street performers in London. And the greater Europe.
My travel buddy being touristy :p
I met people from Spain, Germany, Italy, Lebanon, Morocco, Pakistan, Nepal, France, Slovakia, Poland, India, etc…. and I think only ONE SINGLE BRITISHER. Basically the whole world is slowly being funneled into London. I was bargaining in Camden Market with the above dude for a shirt. Got it for three pouinds (had to throw in an exitfest bracelet though)
Practiced my Hindi with a Delhi-ite! Also go to Brick Lane if you want AMAZING Indian Food.
choice words about couchsurfing.org . From what I can tell, if you are solo traveling as a woman the men you stay with will probably try to get it, but in my case at least, they always backed off when they realized I wasn’t into it.
Now I realize I only stayed with two people when I was by myself, an Indian in Denmark and a Viennese dude in Austria, but it happened both times. So I guess you need to ask yourself if twice makes a pattern, and for me it definitely does.
Actually European men in general were very easy to friendzone.. I never had to explicitly say “BACK OFF” because they could always read the signs, which is important considering I was attending Salsa/Bachata congresses and music festivals by myself. And even when they realized I had a boyfriend, they didn’t recoil in horror, just carried on being my friend. Love that.
Denmark pictures. As my first destination was Copenhagen, I had no idea what to do, how I wanted to spend my time, so I just sort of wandered around the city.
Above and below are pictures inside Christiansborg Palace.
One thing I love about European cities are all the people performing in the street.
City center shot.
Thoughts on Copenhagen, Denmark:
Everyone CAN speak English, but they start out with Danish because it’s rude to assume you’re a foreigner.
To blend in, dress in many many black layers. (and be a tall blonde woman).
It’s cold. Hence the layers.
I really didn’t do much here. I don’t think I really understood how to experience a city. Also it unnerved me how expensive everything was..
I have realized I really have no use for sightseeing. The leaning tower of Pisa, Statue of Liberty, blah blah blah. I like people, and I like dancing, wherever in the world I am. Despite traveling all over Europe for the past month and a half I must say that the summer I spent in one of the crappiest parts of Thailand (Phuket) was much much better than this one. Thailand was a three course meal. Europe is me stuffing candy in my mouth. Don’t get me wrong I’ve been having a blast… I just don’t spend enough time anywhere to really develop closeness with anyone, and I miss that.
When I am in Fargo, my stomping-ground, I am more than ready to take on any problem that life might throw at me. I can think it through, develop a plan of attack, then execute it.
Here, in Thailand, where I don’t know anyone, I am pretty much a flustered wreck. I couldn’t find my airport pick-up, so I just went with some random taxi driver, and I didn’t have any small bills so I paid him WAYY too much, and instead of giving me change he just went “hee-hee!” and put my money away delightedly.
Later he asked for a tip, to which I said, “nuh-uh I gave you way too much already,” thereby making myself look like a complete jerk of an American to my guesthouse manager.
Well. I’m here, I guess that’s the main thing. I think this will be good for me, as long as I don’t get lost. I should also probably write my address in Thai and keep that with me.
I want to go out and dance tonight SO BAD but I’m by myself… and… I have class tomorrow. Better not.
if you wanna listen to the French version it’s called “Elle ma dit”