#so at least 30mins cooking on this bus

[rising-above-stars]

Going to simply perish. Melt, if you will, in this heat of *checks notes* 29C, or perhaps more in this bus with a lack of air con and open windows

[puchapie]

QUIRINO ESCAPADE (February 17, 2018)

Claredita Falls

Governor’s Rapid

My first outdoor adventure for the year 2018 and it was truly a blast!

Here’s how it goes.

Before all of these happened, ‘buti na lang inaya ako ni Beybe April na sumama sa trip nilang magbabarkada. Actually, ‘di ako part ng troop nila pero kilala ko naman sila kasi kabatch ko sila sa IT. But I didn’t have second thoughts na sumama kasi I really wanted to have some adventure time and nature tripping para makapag-unwind na rin after everything that had happened the past few weeks. Na halos sobrang nade-depressed ako and same goes kay Beybe. Natuwa naman ako parehas kami ng pinagdadaanan in terms sa love and work. Hahaha. Depressed and stressed. Good thing they’ve planned this trip. Ayun.

16th of January after OT ko sa work nag-ayos ako kaagad ng gamit kasi susunduin kami nila April nila Scott. Last minute paalam nagawa ko kasi ‘di ko nagawang magpaalam ng mas maaga due to the fact na panay labas ko and late umuuwi lately. E baka bad shot, mahirap na. Hahaha. So ayun. 

Pagkasundo sa’min deresto kaagad sa Tabs para kumain ng dinner. Well, kumain na ko and si beybe pero sila ‘di pa. So kapilitang kumain din ng dinner with them. Pakshet. Pagkataba-taba pa man din ng sausage na kinain namin. Mega sog-bu ang labas! Hahaha. After kumain namili ng iinuming alak. OO, nonomo kami kahit alam naming may lakad the following day. Hahaha. Ewan, punyeta. G na lattan since sinusulit ko na lang din time ko para mag-unwind. Pero kaka-noms ko lang last night e at nasagad ako ng onti sa alak. Ghaaad. Hahaha. Ayun. Pagkabili ng alak, sunod naming sinundo sila Aren sa Bambang. While we’re on the road nagsha-shot na rin kami pero San Mig Apple pa lang naman. Nakadalawang bote na after naming masundo sina Aren then kina Scott na kami.

So nomohan na. G2 gaming kami tas chaser ‘yung San Mig Apple. MYGHAAAD. Nasarapan ko yata ‘yung inuman kaya shot lang ng shot. And then nasabay pa ng masarap na kwentuhan. Hahahaha. Nanggigil pa ko sa mga lalake dahil sa mga nakakalokang topic namin about sa pag-uugali nila pagdating sa pag-ibig. Sakto pang may pinagdadaanan ako kaya ayaaan. Ratatat sila sa’kin ng ‘di oras. Hahahaha. Pero 1am sobrang hilung-hilo na ako. ‘Di ko na kaya. Nauna na kong natulog at sila ‘di pa yata tapos. Nag-lugaw pa yata sila. Ewan! Basta ako natulog na.

5:30am ginising nila ako. Sheeet. Ayoko pa talaga magising at sobrang sakit ng bungo ko. :( As in sising sisi akong uminom that time. Sobrang hangover! ‘Di ko nagawang mag-hilamos or what. Basta pagkagising deretso CR and then upo upo anywhere. Trying to control my fucking hangover. Tas ‘nung paalis na kami para mamalengke, sinasabi ko kay Beybe na kung pwede uwi na lang ako kasi ‘di ko na talaga kaya. ‘Di ko pa talaga kayang magsuka ngay. Nafifeel ko pero ayaw lumabas. Namumutla na ako and stuff. Pero ayaw nila akong pauwiin kaya natulog na lang ako sa likod ng sasakyan. As in hilata kung hilata. Bibiyak na kasi ulo ko sa sobrang sakit. TANGINANG G2 ‘YAN. Last na ‘yun talaga. 2 nights in a row ba namang nasagad sa inuman. Hays.

Sa whole biyahe ng morning nakatulog ako. Nagpabili pa ko ng gamot para sa hangover ko. Pero tulog lang talaga makaka-cure ng sakit ng ulo ko. ‘Di na nga ko nag-breakfast kasi I wasn’t feeling good talaga. Pinipilit kong pakiramdaman ‘yung sikmura ko para magsuka. Instead, I just drank tons of water and then got back to sleep. ‘Til nakarating na kami sa Aglipay, Quirino; Claredita Falls. ‘To na naman. ‘Di na naman sana ako sasama kasi naboborwa ako pero pinush ko latta sarili ko at nakakahiya naman. And somehow habang papunta kami sa Falls unti-unting nawawala hangover ko. Lalo na ‘nung andoon na kami mismo. ‘Di kami naligo kasi medyo madumi ‘yung tubig and crowded masyado. Daming tao. They’ve decided na sa Governor’s Rapid next stop kasi malapit lang daw. So we just tooked pictures instead. Babad babad onti ng paa sa tubig and off we go. But the Falls was great! Sobrang ganda ng lugar. Medyo delikado nga lang ‘yung daan kasi made out of bamboo ‘yung stairs and kapag basa ka madulas. So you should really be extra careful when going up or down.

After falls, merienda kami saglit then alis na rin. Ayun na. Okay na ako kaya nagawa ko ng maging alive sa biyahe. Hahaha. Sound tripping kami habang nasa daan.

After 30mins, I guess, nasa Gov’s Rapid na kami. Punyeta. Ganon na lang kabilis biyahe namin kasi parang nagkakarera sila Scott sa bilis magpatakbo ng sasakyan. Hahahaha. Ewan ko ba sakanila. Na-enjoy mag-drive. But can’t blame them, ganda ng daan to drive around.

Nag-register na kami and everything. Brought down our things and start cooking for lunch. Medyo matirik pa ‘yung araw kaya sakto lang na mauna muna ‘yung lunch then activity after. Good thing I bought with me my Bluetooth speaker para ‘di gaanong boring habang nagluluto. Nag-boodle fight kami. Ang saya lang. :) Sobrang busog pagkatapos. E gutom na gutom naman ako since I didn’t ate breakfast. 

3pm nagumpisa na kami sa mga activities. We wore our life vest and helmet then off we go. Sampo kami.

First was a boat ride around the river. Sarap ng lamig ng tubig. Mainit kasi ‘yung panahon that time kaya ayun. Naa-amaze ako sa mga rock formations. Mapapaisip ka talaga like, how the hell did that get there? Or pa’nong nagpatong patong mga ‘yun? Saan nanggaling? Hahaha. Ewan. Pero it was truly an amazing work of God! Sarap tignan ng lugar. Very peaceful and calm. :) Nakakagaan ng pakiramdam ‘yung ambiance.

Second, cliff jumping. ITO NA ‘YUN! Shettt. Ewan ko ba kung sa’n ko nakuha ‘yung lakas ng loob ko’t pinush ko sarili kong talunin ‘yung 15ft na cliff. ‘Nung una umuurong na talaga ako kasi sobrang taas and nanginginig na ko. Nanghihina na rin ‘yung sarili ko as I kept looking down and seeing how high I was. Nauna ‘yung mga boys and then si Majs after. I kept thinking that I can do it. I don’t wanna chicken out. For the goals ko na rin. Hahahaha. So ayun na. Tinalon ko na!! Pero as I let myself in the air, ‘di ko na naisip na ayusin katawan ko and prepare for the right landing kasi sa sobrang kaba and nagpadala na lang ako sa hila ng gravity. Kaya sa bagsak ko, napuruhan pwet ko. SOBRANG SAKIT, MYGHAAAD. :( Parang napalo ng malaking kahoy. Parang nagmanhid after. Huhu. Imagine, papasok ka sa isang fraternity and nagawa na nila ‘yung first initiation sa’yo. Like, fuck! ANG SAKIT TALAGA. So instead of going back sa boat, lumangoy langoy muna ko to ease the pain. Haays. And gusto ko din muna mag-swimming. Hehe. Sarap kasi talaga ng lamig ng tubig. Naka-vest naman ako. Inantay ko mga ibang kasama ko. ‘Yung ibang lalake they can’t swim so I assisted them after tumalon. Huli si Beybe. Ang tagal niya sa taas. Couldn’t decide if tatalon ba or hindi. ‘Di din lang siya natuloy kasi natakot siya. Sayang.

And then nag-dive ulit kami sa 8ft. Na-doble tuloy sakit ng katawan at pwet ko. Pero okay lang. At least medyo nabawasan fear ko sa height. I was really enjoying the moment. Hehe. Pero slowly I felt the pain all over my body. But can’t stop there, still got a lot of activities to do.

Third, Caving na. Ay matindi rin ‘to. Masikip ‘yung mga papasukan mo sa cave at walang ka-ilaw ilaw. They should really put flashlights on their helmets kasi ang hirap gumalaw sa cave kung iisa o dalawa lang may flashlight. Kakapa ka talaga. Gagapang ka, squat and more. Sobrang sikip sa una. Pero may falls sa loob ng cave at malamig tubig niya. Para kaming mga bata sa loob na nagwiwisikan ng tubig. Hahaha. Ang saya lang. So saglit lang naman trek mo sa cave. Parang umikot ka lang. Kung saan ‘yung entrance mo, sa left side niya ‘dun ka na lalabas. Pero struggle ‘yung paglabas ng kweba. Lalabas ka pababa while holding a rope at ang sikip na naman dadaanan. Nagasgas nga ko ng maraming beses.

And last activity was Tubing. The one that has this big salbabidas and then sasakyan mo. Magpapa-agos ka sa river but the thrill here was sobrang lakas ng agos ng ilog kaya maalog ka talaga. Naglakad kami siguro a kilometer away para doon magumpisa. So nauna na kami nila Beybe at Aaron. Ayun na. Kabado din ako kasi sabi nila baka daw bumaliktad or what. Like, wtf! Nakakatakot malunod sa umaagos na ilog ano. Hahahaha. Pero so far it turned out great! Sarap sa feeling. Inaagos ka ng malakas, like you’re just riding on a roller coaster but in a faster way. Hahahaha. Ang bilis lang ng pangyayari kaya after makarating sa huli e we want more. Kaso ‘di na pwede at magbabayad ulit. Meeeeh.

So ayun. Imbis na magpalit kaagad, nagkilabban muna kami ni Beybe tas kwentuhan a bit. ‘Di ko kasi siya nakakwentuhan ‘nung inuman kasi ayun nga, bwisit ‘yung mga lalake. Hahaha. Pinauna muna namin sila maligo then sunod kami. Nagugutom kasi kami at walang magbabantay ng kubo.

6pm umalis na kami and went home na.

Again, while on the road sound tripping kami. ‘Di ako makatulog kasi sobrang sakit talaga ng pwet ko. :( I can’t even lay my back kasi kumikirot ‘yung sakit. Kaya the whole trip I stayed up para may kasamang gising si Scott habang nagmamaneho siya and then played good music para ‘di antukin.

8pm nakarating na kami sa Solano. Umebs muna ako kina Scott. Hahaha. Taeng tae na ko e. Pero punyeta, sumasabay sakit ng pwet ko. Ghaaad!

Afterwards, nagpunta kami sa Mcdo to have a quick coffee and compute na rin ng expenses. Tas pagkatapos nito, hinatid muna namin si Aren tas sunod kami Beybe.

All in all, I had a great weekend with these people. :) Looking forward for more adventures with them. And yes, this trip really did lessen my depression and lighten up my feelings. Thank you, God!

[jamessiimon]

Money is worth no more than the time you give it.

It has been a while since I have had a moment to put pen to paper and write down some thoughts that are flying around in my head. Maybe it is that I am “too busy” because I “have too much work” or that I am “too lazy” or, maybe it is due to me finally finding some sort of stability within my life that blocks the need of my little voice in my head. The voice that forces me to write down the dark moments of my past that resinate in my mind, so that motivational words or inspirational ideas can be heard as I am obliged to read it back for editing and in turn listen to my own words of advice. This forced application of guidance is highly ironic as it is the only condition I give to a person that has requested my advice/opinion. I will tell you what I think or what I think you should do but “don’t try and tell me what I am about to tell you. I know I am right and it is good advice, but I don’t listen to myself”.

You make time for someone or something. You take precious moments from your day and give it to another, hoping that the result is not wasted time. Time is more valuable than money. Money is paper or plastic notes that we as a society give a worth, and these days, it is just the digits you can see on a computer screen. It is something that some people are born into, is borrowed or has been stolen. Money is earned by working and saved in banks. It is given away as a prize or used to manipulate. It gives a value to everything and we never seem to have enough of it. Money can value a car or a house due to where it is located, can put a price on water, food or even the sun and you must ask the banks for more money to buy more things, that you don’t need and pay back the money with extra costs and with interest on top for borrowing it in the first place. Money can give opportunities, allow people to buy happiness or at least things that make them feel happy for a little while but money can make people do crazy things.

You can spend your hard earned wage on the newest gadgets and most expensive items to then resell them in a bid to try and win more money gambling. You can move to another country, live in a house with 10 others, get pregnant to reap the rewards of the high quality healthcare and a monthly governmental allowance that you and the other 10 people you live with also receive. To then live in your little community with your own rules and beliefs and not really want to integrate into your new country, shutting out anything that is not like your home country and having the rest of the tax paying population deem “their kind” (you and anyone like you) the scum or leeches/parasites of society.

You can also have nice money as you leave university into a nice job that pays a nice monthly wage so that you can rent a nice apartment in a nice neighbourhood and your nice friends take you out and you meet, what you think to be, a nice boy who shows you a nice time and new experiences. You spend more and more time with this nice boy and your friends eventually warn you that he is not so nice but you have fallen for him. You are stuck with your new experiences every weekend, spending your nice wage, not going to your nice job and your nice friends are done with trying to help you as they are sick of all the hurt he brings to you. Your nice boy then continues to hurt you but you don’t see he is poison as you’re blinded by your love for him. You fall deeper and deeper, shutting out everyone from your nice life who try and make you realise that you’re making a mistake as they “cannot see how much he loves you”, which is true he doesn’t love you, but you cannot see it as you have convince yourself that you don’t believe it. He ends up running from the police and you help him by hiding him in your nice apartment that you have to move out of as you lost your nice job. To make some money you take his “new experiences” and try to sell them. He is caught and you are stuck with nothing from your nice life, trying to sell “new experiences” to the next sucker as you hide from the cops. You had a chance of “normal society” but you chose another path and lucked out.

We as a “normal society” hold the value and need of money high up on a giant pedestal of utmost importance. If you don’t have a house, with the newest things, quality furniture, a top model car, the ability to go out and drink expensive wine in exclusive clubs than you are poor and society looks down on poor people. Time on the other hand is free and anyone can have it no matter what race, gender, sexuality they are or the place they live, everyone has 24 hours in a day and 365 and ¼ days in a year to use however they feel. You may use your time for good or bad, parties, relaxation, finding yourself, helping others, watching TV or reading a book. You may have time to ride a bike or save time by taking the car, take time to see a friend or catch up on work. You may even spend your time writing a blog in hope that some people may take some of their time reading it. Time is always spent and you can never save it, there is no such thing as a time bank, no putting it away for a rainy day or hiding it under the mattress. We all have time and spend it no matter what, it is always coming and going, continuously.

Every task, every chore, even free time is spent whether you want it to be or not. For each and every obligation we must give it time and therefore a worth based on how much of our 24 hours the task going to take from us. Some tasks are a requirement or priority and others are done in leisure time. No matter whether we are forced or chose to perform a task, time is always spent. For instance, in the morning you have certain tasks that you normally complete before having to be at work. There are differences between everyone but let say you have to work out (30min), shower (10min), make yourself up (doing your hair, deodorant, make up etc. 5-10min), dress yourself (2-10min depending on whether you selected then clothes for the day last night), breakfast (5-15min depending on coffee, what you eat, if you watch the news etc.), brush your teeth (3min) and pack a lunch (5min).

In total it normally takes you an hour to and an hour and a half to get yourself ready, at a comfortable pace and calmly. But today you have over slept and only have 15min before you’re late for an important meeting that you cannot delay. So you have to prioritise your morning, coffee on before shower and that is breakfast, you brush your teeth and spray extra deodorant and that is shower done, you don’t have time for your workout or to see the news and you’ll have to make yourself up in the car, bus or train. For clothing as you have not prepared yourself you grab whatever is free and closest out of your closet and throw it on. It doesn’t really match but you don’t have time. You have to buy lunch and junk food throughout the day as you haven’t had a good enough breakfast and feel bad about your diet that you didn’t work out, promising yourself that you’ll do it after work which you already know is a lie as you will be too tired. In all it is a terrible start to the day and for the rest of the day you probably will feel rushed and not clean but remember that you can do it all again better tomorrow, you just need to give yourself time.

Take your time. Treasure it, because it is not always going to be there. No one knows what tomorrow brings. A person can be in your life one moment and gone the next and all you have to remember them by is the time spent with one another. Give time to the things you find important, your friends and family, your work or hobbies, time to better yourself or help better someone else. Cook for someone even if you’re a terrible cook, sit together and laugh over the past or plan for the future. Effort should never affect time spent; if you like to do something never let the effort of doing it affect you. Just do it. Make time to go on a holiday, even if it is to walk in a park or swim in the sea, just a moment to escape.

Time doesn’t ask money. Time is always there, ticking away. You have 24 hours in a day spend it wisely.

[fishingowls]

ADÉLIE, the SPONTANEOUS

(Versión en Español más abajo)

How do your friends call you? Actually in my uni in France we have nicknames, no one calls another person by his or her real name. At the very beginning of the master we have this party with people from our floor and people who used to be at that floor come to party with the new ones so the old ones make the new ones drink and when they are drunk enough they ask them questions so ideas follow up in order to find a nickname and generally you're too drunk to remember the origin of your nickname...but I do! Because I was not that drunk because I don't drink that much and because they managed to find a nickname with the first question, what it's unusual...and mine is Fly and NO ONE, NO ONE calls me Adélie in my uni; and it's Fly because: I believe Adélie I can fly, I believe Adélie I can touch the sky...voalà, that's why! So Fly! Long story for a short question hahaha

Where are you from? I'm from Paris, but I've been living in Lyon for two years.

What are you studying? I did 2 years of Prep-class in Paris, then we have three years of uni technically, but as I am doing a double degree it's 2 years at my uni in Lyon and 2 years at DTU. Actually I have two masters because they are joint masters because we have some fields in common. In France it was general engineering, so I had electrical as well as I had physics and math, it's eveything and then in the last year it's when you get specialized but still includes general courses; and now in DTU I'm doing Sustainable Energy. I wanted to do energy, but renewable energy and they didn't have it in my uni so I came here and actually it's quite speciallized but you can still choose one third of your classes. It has fit my expectations, in fact I already know what courses I'm going to take next semester.

After your master, do you know what do you want to do? Yees... I want to keep studying, my parents are going to kill me. Because it's very common to...I don't know if it's the same in other countries but in Fraace, the most recognized studies is engineering studies so if you wanna become a CEO or manager you have to either have engineering studies or be one of the two best ones in a management school.So that's why I did engineering studies, but nowadays it's getting more and more popular to have people doing both: engineer and business schools but the easiest way is from engineer to business. So I either wanna do a very good normal business school or another kind of business school you would have to take to work for the government or the EU for example. I also considered doing an MBA in the US but it wouldn't be as recognized as it should in France, because they know better french business schools.

You had visited Denmark already before right? Because your boyfriend was already here... is it the reason why you are in Copenhagen or is your masters specialization? Yes true, I came here like three times to visit him. I would go the once a month and he would come back once a month. Both actually, in my uni in France we have to spend 6 months abroad at least, doing an exchange or an internship or a double degree. But I didn't want to do an internship abroad because get into the population and the culture it's harder so I rather do an exchange or a double but an exchange is too short and you can only do it during your second year, which it's very early. So the only option I had was a double degree, and my boyfriend was in the same situation and after all we both wanted to do it Europe and the Energy specialization and we decided to apply for the same university; and he got in but I was rejected because my schools needed to keep students; and it was a huge disappointment. So I went to the dean and I resulted to be the one application no one could agree on, but finally they decided to let me go to Denmark. So it's for the lessons and the classes but also for my boyfriend... what I might regret some day, I don't know hahah.

Do you have any newbie funfact? So, I had get this bus anonymous card- my boyfriend bought me one in September- but when I arrived here I didn't have a place to live yet. So I asked Elodie, from downstairs, if she could leave me her keys when I saw her in France so then when I come to Denmark I can leave some staff here already so I don't have to bring more staff with me when I come in February. So I was supposed to come here but I was on my one, I just had my keys and my phone but wihtout a danish sim card, with all my luggage. And then I arrived to the bus stop: Terrasserne, but I was not prepared at all, (this is not funny, don't have any expectations at all haha) but you know there is another stop called Terrasserne, the next one, but when I got out I didn't recognize it. And then the door opened and I realized I had to check out but I had all my luggage and my card was at the very bottom of my bag and I looked at everyone thinking if I had time, but the doors were opened and I had my luggage so I just got out of this bus knowing I was not checking out and I might have to pay maybe a 100dkk for this. And then I got lost in the neighbourhood, and it took me like 30min to find the place so finally I missed the check out. But as from then I was with my boyfriend and his friends this is the only newbie story I have.

What do you miss most since you moved to Denmark? I would have said food but actually it's the weather, I think it's the same for you. I cannot wear the way I do in France, and besides that it's not seeing the sun and receiving pictures from my friends nor wearing a coat already in March it's torture, it's torture. And I think it's gonna be worse next semester, because it's Spring now.

Could you tell me three French stereotypes and say if you agree or not with them? I think the most famous one, that every foreigner know but no one in France knows it's a stereotype, which is French people don't shower often because they put perfume to cover the smell because they don't shower enough and because we are dirty. I've met many people that has asked me about it; in my last trip to Asia one guy asked me if I showered a lot...and I was like...of course I do... hahah So THIS IS NOT TRUE AT ALL. The second is that Paris is such a romantic city, and this is such a cliché! I mean I love Paris because I've grown there but it's too crowded and touristic, so I prefere Lyon; and for me it's not romantic, and maybe it can be applied to all France. And the third one would be that French food is good: ok of course I agree with that so it's not funny. So the third one would be that French people are not nice, and it's true; for example if you arrive to France and you're a foreigner and you start speaking in English the French person is going to be like panicking thinking "OMG I don't speak English, I don't know how to answer that." But actually they way you would see it from the outside it's that he's not answering you and looking at you like "WTF you're a foreigner, why are you talking to me", and this is so true. When I go back to Paris, whenever you go to a restaurant and ask to the waiter or waitress he or she it's gonna be so cold if you're a bit different, and this is so true and sad. In France you enter a public space and you have to ask if they speak English because it's almost sure they don't do.

What's your favourite French expression?

1.- Ça ne mange pas de pain (French) = It doesn't eat bread (English) = Do it, because it won't you to do it that much.(Meaning)

2.- Ça ne casse pas trois pattes à un canard (French) = It wouldn't break three legs of the duck (English) = It's not impressive.(Meaning)

So whenever you are having a conversation in French and you don't know how to answer, you can say that. I'm not sure people will understand why you're saying this now, but they will understand the meaning.

What is your favourite place in Copenhaguen? Mhhm, probably in Christiania. You know the lake, at the other side, if you walk at it there are these small piers next to the water and you can sit there; it's so quiet and I really like it. What dish do you feel most proud of having cooked here? I think I'm very proud of my Lemon Tart I cooked for the French dinner. The cupcakes as well, they were so good!

If you had to choose one hobby, which one would be?I don't do it much now, but I used to love photography and that would be my hobby, I think. I have this very big professional camera and I used to do portfolios for one or two models, but I never got a real website or nothing like that. But I would typically shoot some friends in weddings and that.

What have you learned from moving to Denmark? Well I thought I was adaptable, but I'm not that much. For the moment I've been here for two months and I just realized I thought that I would socialize very easily but because people are not my nationality (it's not because I'm French, I mean it would be the same if I was Australian or Polish or whatever), it's more difficult to socialize because you have way less things in common with them. And because I'm shy and genuine at well, I'm not good at meet people, it has been harder than I expected. For example I'm very sarcastic in some situations, and many times people don't get it and I see it and it's very hard to find a balance between being myself and being social with people that don't share my culture. I have to work on this and I didn't expect I would have to.

If you could be a pizza topping, what would you choose?I know the one I wouldn't choose, which is PINEAPPLE! hahaha Oh, but I like pineapples in pizzas! Ohno, don't tell this to Adriana, she will kill you for sure!! I think I would be riccotta, I love it.

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¿Cómo te llaman tus amigos? En realidad en mi uni en Francia tenemos apodos, nadie llama a otra persona por su verdadero nombre. Al principio del máster tenemos una fiesta con gente de nuestro piso y la gente que solía estar en ese piso viene a la fiesta con los nuevos para que los viejos hagan beber los nuevos y cuando están lo suficientemente borrachos les hacen preguntas para que salgan ideas con el fin de encontrar un apodo; y por lo general estás demasiado borracho para recordar el origen de tu apodo ... pero yo si me acuerdo! Yo no estaba tan borracha porque no bebía tanto y porque lograron encontrar un apodo con la primera pregunta, lo que es inusual ... y la mía es Fly y NADIE, NADIE me llama Adélie en mi uni; Y es Fly porque: I believe Adélie I can fly, I believe Adélie I can touch the sky... Voalà, por eso! ¡Entonces, soy Fly! Larga historia para una pregunta tan corta hahaha ¿De donde eres? Soy de París, pero llevo dos años viviendo en Lyon. ¿Qué estás estudiando? Hice 2 años de clase de preparación en París, luego tenemos tres años de uni técnicamente, pero como estoy haciendo un doble grado hago 2 años en mi uni en Lyon y 2 años en DTU. En realidad tengo dos másters porque son másters conjuntos porque tenemos algunos campos en común. En Francia era ingeniería general, así que yo tenía electricidad así como física y matemáticas, es general y entonces en el último curso es cuando te especializas pero todavía con cursos generales como economía. Y ahora en la DTU estoy haciendo energía sostenible. Yo me quería centrar en la energía, pero concretamente en la energía renovable y como era posible en mi universidad, vine aquí. Ha cumplido mis expectativas, de hecho ya sé qué asignaturas voy a elegir el próximo semestre. Después de tu máster, ¿sabes qué quieres hacer? Sii... Quiero seguir estudiando, mis padres me van a matar. Porque es muy común ... No sé si es lo mismo en otros países, pero en Francia, los estudios más reconocidos son los estudios de ingeniería, así que si quieres convertirte en director general o gerente tienes que tener estudios de ingeniería o ser uno de los dos mejores en una escuela de gestión. Así que por eso hice estudios de ingeniería, pero hoy en día es cada vez más popular tener gente hacer las dos: ingeniería y dirección de empresas, pero la forma más fácil es pasar de ingeniería a la otra. Así que o bien quiero ir a una escuela muy buena de negocios normal o bien ir a otro tipo de escuela de negocios que que sirve para trabajar para el gobierno o la UE, por ejemplo. También he considerado hacer un MBA en los EE.UU., pero no está tan reconocido como debería en Francia, porque conocen más y prefieren a las escuelas de administración francesas. Ya habías visitado Dinamarca antes verdad? Porque tu novio ya estaba aquí ... ¿es esa la razón por la que estás en Copenhague o es la especialización de tu máster? Sí cierto, vine aquí como tres veces a visitarlo. Yo venía a ir una vez al mes y él iba una vez al mes. Ambos motivos en realidad, en mi uni en Francia tenemos que pasar 6 meses en el extranjero al menos, haciendo un intercambio o unas prácticas o un doble título. Como yo no quería hacer prácticas en el extranjero porque socializar es más difícil, debía hacer hacer un intercambio o un doble grado; pero un intercambio es demasiado corto y sólo se puede hacer durante el segundo año de carrera, que es muy pronto. Así que la única opción que tenía era un doble grado, y mi novio estaba en la misma situación y después de todo lo que queríamos hacer era ir a un país de Europa y  y especializarnos en Energía, así que decidimos solicitar la misma universidad. Entonces él entró pero a mi me rechazaron y fue una gran decepción. Así que fui al decano y resultó ser la única aplicación en la que nadie podía estar de acuerdo, pero finalmente decidieron dejarme ir a Dinamarca. Así que es por la universidad, pero también pormi novio ... lo que podría lamentar algún día, no sé hahah.

¿Tienes alguna anécdota del principio? Yo ya tenía esa tarjeta anónima de autobús- mi novio me compró una en septiembre- pero cuando llegué aquí no tenía un sitio para vivir todavía. Así que le pregunté a Elodie, del piso de abajo, si podía dejarme las llaves cuando la viera en Francia, entonces cuando vaya a Dinamarca puedo dejar un poco de cosas allí, así que no tengo que traer más equipaje conmigo cuando venga en febrero. Así que se suponía que iba a venir aquí, pero yo estaba sola: sólo tenía mis llaves y mi teléfono, pero sin una tarjeta SIM danesa, con todo mi equipaje. Y entonces llegué a la parada de autobús: Terrasserne, pero no estaba preparada en absoluto, (esto no es gracioso, no tengas ninguna expectativa haha) pero sabes que hay otra parada llamada Terrasserne, la siguiente, pues cuando salí no la reconocí. Y luego la puerta se abrió y me di cuenta de que tenía que hacer el checkout del autobús pero tenía todo mi equipaje y mi tarjeta estaba en el fondo de mi bolsa y miré a todo el mundo pensando si tenía tiempo, pero las puertas se abrieron y acabé saliendo del autobús sabiendo que no hacía el check out y que podría tener que pagar quizás unas 100dkk por ello. Y luego me perdí en el barrio, y me costó como 30 minutos encontrar el lugar así que finalmente me perdí el check-out. Pero a partir de entonces estaba con mi novio y sus amigos así que esta es la única historia de novata que tengo. ¿Qué echas más de menos desde que te mudaste a Dinamarca? Te habría dicho que la comida pero en realidad es el tiempo, creo que es lo mismo para ti. No puedo usar la misma ropa que visto en Francia, pero lo peor es no ver el sol y recibir fotos de mis amigos que no necesitan abrigo ya en marzo, es una tortura. Y creo que va a ser peor el próximo semestre, porque ahora es primavera. ¿Podrías decirme tres estereotipos franceses y decir si estás de acuerdo o no con ellos? Creo que el más famoso, que todos los extranjeros saben, pero nadie en Francia sabe que es un estereotipo, es que los franceses no se duchan a menudo y se ponen perfume para cubrir el olor porque no se duchan lo suficiente y porque estan sucios . He conocido a mucha gente que me ha preguntado sobre ello; en mi último viaje a Asia un chico me preguntó si me duchaba mucho ... y yo estaba como ... por supuesto que lo hago! ... hahah Así que esto no es cierto en absoluto. La segunda es que París es la ciudad del amor, y esto es un cliché! Quiero decir que me encanta París porque he crecido allí, pero es demasiado lleno y turístico, así que prefiero Lyon; y para mí no solo París es romántico, creo que se puede aplicar a toda Francia. Y el tercero sería que la comida francesa es buena: ok, por supuesto estoy de acuerdo así que no es divertido. Así que la tercera sería que el pueblo francés no es agradable, y es cierto. Por ejemplo si llegas a Francia y eres un extranjero y empiezas a hablar en inglés a una persona francesa, esta entrará en pánico pensando "OMG no hablo inglés, no sé cómo responder a eso". Pero en realidad, de la manera que lo verías desde afuera, es que él no te está respondiendo y te mira como "WTF eres un extranjero, por qué estás hablando conmigo", y esto es tan cierto. Cuando vuelvo a París, cuando vas a un restaurante y pides al camarero o camarera él o ella va a ser tan frío si eres un poco diferente, y esto es tan cierto y triste. En Francia cuando se entra en un espacio público hay que preguntar si hablan inglés porque es casi seguro que no lo hacen. ¿Cuál es tu expresión francesa favorita? 1.- Ça ne mange pas de dolor (Francés) = No come pan (Español) = Hazlo, porque te cuesta tanto (Significado) 2.- Ça ne casse pas trois pattes à un canard (francés) = No rompería tres patas del pato (Español) = No impresiona (Significado) Así que cuando estés teniendo una conversación en francés y no sepas cómo responder, puedes decir eso. No estoy seguro de que la gente entienda por qué estás diciendo eso en ese momento, pero entenderán el significado. ¿Cuál es tu lugar favorito en Copenhague? Mhhm, probablemente en Christiania. Sabes el lago, en el otro lado, si caminas cerca de él hay estos pequeños muelles al lado del agua donde te puedes sentar; Es muy tranquilo y me gusta mucho.

¿Qué plato te sientes más orgullosa de haber cocinado aquí? Creo que estoy muy orgullosa de la tarta de limón que cociné para la cena francesa. Los cupcakes también, eran tan buenos! Si tuvieras que elegir un hobby, ¿cuál sería? No lo hago mucho ahora, pero me encantaba la fotografía y esa sería mi afición, creo. Tengo esta cámara profesional muy grande y solía hacer portfolios para uno o dos modelos, pero nunca tuve un sitio web real o nada de eso. Pero normalmente haría fotos a algunos amigos en bodas y eso.

¿Qué has aprendido desde que estás en Dinamarca? Bueno, sobre mi pensaba que era adaptable, pero no lo soy mucho. Por el momento he estado aquí dos meses y me acabo de dar cuenta de que pensaba que socializaría muy fácilmente, pero como la gente no es mi nacionalidad (no porque sea francesa, quiero decir que sería lo mismo si fuera australiana ó polaca o lo que sea), es más difícil socializar porque tienes muchas menos cosas en común con ellos. Y porque soy tímida y genuina en bien, no soy buena en conocer gente, ha sido más difícil de lo que esperaba. Por ejemplo, soy muy sarcástica en algunas situaciones, y muchas veces la gente no lo entiende y lo veo y es muy difícil encontrar un equilibrio entre ser yo misma y ser social con personas que no comparten mi cultura. Tengo que trabajar en esto y no esperaba que tuviera que hacerlo. Si pudieras ser un ingrediente de pizza, ¿qué elegirías? ¡Sé lo que no elegiría, la PIÑA! Jajaja ¡Oh, pues a mi me gusta la piña en las pizzas! Ohno, no le digas esto a Adriana, ella te mata seguro! Creo que sería riccotta, me encanta.