number one. i have begun a capoeira class. it's awesome. have i already mentioned that? this is how awesome it is: we spend the first fifteen minutes or so warming up, running as well as doing all sorts of crazy exercises whose point, i'm pretty sure, is to discover muscles you never knew you had: crabwalking across the gym in pairs trying to stop one another from gaining any distance, standing on the floor in a sort of downward-dog yoga position to have your partner crawl underneath you only to have to then switch and crawl underneath them, hopping onto someone's torso to climb completely around them, and more. after all that fun stuff, we stretch. this might be my favorite part of capoeira at this point, but just because i love stretching, i love not having to think about what stretch to do next, and i am not any good at capoeira yet. after the stretching, we do capoeira moves and drills for a while, usually in pairs. finally, we play in a roda, the circle. two people fight in the middle and the rest of the people stand and clap and sing, facilitating the energy for the fight. it's terrific and exhausting and i find it simultaneously nerve-wracking and relaxing to be fighting in the roda.
number two. i can feel that living in copenhagen is wrecking havoc on my self-perception. i hesitate to say "self-esteem," because i have plenty of that. what i mean to say is that i find myself constantly comparing my body to those of people here, which i don't really do at home. in santa cruz, i am secure, and anything goes. here, i feel like appearance plays a larger role in being socially accepted, and that factor is doubled and tripled by being an exchange student, new to the city and the school, and searching for a job, when i am immediately judged by the first person i ask at the counter if the place is hiring. almost everyone here looks like they could have just stepped out of ELLE magazine: stick-thin and effortlessly fashionable. not just the women, but the men, too. and the thing is, it's not like everyone is just conforming to a standard of what is currently trendy. it's more like they always look so pulled-together (in a way that i think we americans tend to have some difficulty pulling off) and confident that they end up appearing intimidating to us foreigners.
number three. i don't have to think about where i'm biking anymore, i just go. my bicycling issues now mainly concern stopping at stoplights (ugh) and figuring out how to make left-hand turns in the most efficient way possible. i am still too scared to bike with headphones on here - there is way too much bike traffic. i would definitely crash into someone. also, most of my dreams take place in copenhagen now. this place is sinking underneath my skin.
love from denmark-