Iceland-Copenhagen-Berlin funny stories

Christian and I at the central station

Mette and I at her place

view from Mette's bathroom

Copenhagen's famous hippie area- Christiania

Waking up quarter to five in the morning isn't exactly the thing you wanna do in the morning. Especially when your friend's flight is leaving at 7 and yours is actually at 9 but delayed till 10. Anyhow, that's exactly what happened with me and Christophe. Usually im fairly quick on getting ready but this morning I was slightly slower, and, although Christophe didn't point out, his face told me that you should hurry the fuck up or im gonna kill you.

Anyhow, there wasn't much action until I got on the plane to Copenhagen. Before boarding I got a message from Christophe saying how cool looking his plane was, but he didn't describe in words so it was hard to picture. I basically slept the whole way except for being woken up for breakfast. Breakfast? usually European airlines don't have meals during the flight but I guess you could almost consider Iceland America so...

After meeting up with Mette we strolled on the streets and finally to Christiania where I had almost gone to but the friend I had traveled with didn't wanna get in because she was afraid that she was going to get mugged. But actually it was quite peaceful inside until a bunch of cops came and the crowd just started throwing rocks at them. Most people inside there were stoned, and you know stoned people aren't that aggresive. So we had some beers there, catching up a little, Oh yeah, now Mette is working as a life guard at some beach. She doesn't really have to do much but sitting in the chair, reading, playing on the computer, or something else. And she used to have the craziest laugh you could ever imagine but now since she's quitting smoking pot you can barely hear it.

After that, we went grabbed some indian food and went back to her apartment to drink some more beers and talked about life in general. The discussion went on about how it is hard for Asian guys to take the inititives to talk to other people of different races. She confirmed me that I was doing a great job, well I think as well.

So I said good bye to her the next morning before she went to work and went downtown. I had been searching for the city bike the day before but without any success. But today I had luck. I spotted a chick parking one just outside a shop so went up and took it. So I was on my bike all day till I met up with Christian. He seems to be doing fairly well except for the fact that he still needed inspiration for his thesis. so we caught up, talking about sports a lot, Oh yeah, I was wearing a RED SOX shirt that day so when he came from behind he just shouted, RED SOX suck!! which I didn't agree so much on. But surprisingly enough, despite growing up in Denmark Christian is a big fan in baseball, american football, well and also soccer. And he supports ITALY!?!?! But I actually had a nice surprise for him since I couldn't bring my vodka on board since I was not going to check in any luggage, I gave my Smirnoff to him.

But here comes the funny part
So I arrived at the airport and was trying to check in with the self service machines. But none of them recognized my reservation. So I thought it was just some techinical difficulties with the computers so I went to the counter to check in.
After checking my flight and stuff, the staff told me: "I know why I can't find you in the system... your flight is tomorrow... and the checkin is closing in five minutes so you have to be quick if you wanna change the flight. And you have to go all the way down that way to the customer service center to make changes." So I sprinted there and changed my flight and stuff. It costed me about 50 euros to do so... But I thought," I already told the friends in Berlin and Copenhagen that I am coming tonight so I'd better just fly tonight."

At the security check, actually I didn't tell you that I also had a smaller water bottle of whisky on me. And also I had two bottles of contact solution which I didn't know you could carry on the plane. So right before the check, I put the bottle of whisky right to my stomach and the two bottles of solution between my thighs. so I looked kinda chubby at the crotch. so I took everything out of my pockets as instructed. and successfully went through the security gate but the guard on the other side had a smirk on his face saying "you're not fooling anybody..." because at this moment I already had the bottle head sticking out behind my shirt almost like I was black and had a huge boner. So I just tell myself "who am I kidding..." and took out everything underneath my clothes. And after I took them all out they asked me again if I had anything else, well of course I said no. As the security were checking my bagpack one female one asked me why didn't just put the solutions on the tray because they could go through. I said I didn't know. Then she pulled out a huge bag of white washing powder out of my bagpack and questioned what it was. It was one of the funniest moments of my life- a huge bag of coccaine looking powder right in front of me. I was, for a moment, so worried that I would get arrested because of this bag. But I tried to sound as calm as possible so they wouldn't get all suspicious. "It's washing powder for laundry, you could smell it if you want." "I could smell it from here already," and she gave me a smile.

So I finally went through the security and got on the plane, although I almost missed the plane because of the check too....

After all these disasters, I ended up at Hauptbahnhof(central station) in Berlin. I sent out a message to Viviana who I was supposed to stay with. After a while when I was walking around in the central station, for some strange reason, a very hot blonde waved to me. So I said hi, but didn't know her intension so had this weird look on my face. I think that might have lowered my ability to think because after one hour I still ddin't get the message from Viviana and then I realized I told her that I was coming tomorrow!!! I was so stupid because I had everything planned out but I just screwed it up in my own fucking stupid stinking head! So I got the message from her saying that she's living quite far and would take one hour to get here. So I texted another friend to come to get me since he lived much closer. And he showed up after 15 minutes with two bikes. So finally problem solved...