Danish discoveries

Resurfacing from the depths of murky waters. 

It's summer - apparently, the Glaswegian weather is atrocious and I am currently wearing woolly socks - which means that I have no more university work until September. Ahh blogging galore. 

A ridiculous amount has happened since my last blog post - exams completely took over my life. 

Firstly, I went to Copenhagen. Let's just say it was one of the best holidays I have ever had. The food was fantastic, the company was superb and the weather was gorgeous. I have since decided that I have to live in Copenhagen at some point on my life - it just feels so right there, I don't know how to explain it. Of course, living in a city is completely different from visiting it, but you know when you get that feeling. I got that feeling. If only I spoke danish. That's the next challenge. Danish pronunciation is one of the most difficult things I have ever experienced. Literally it's like trying to cough up something from the back of your throat. I genuinely adore the sound of it though, it's probably one of my favourite languages. 

 This is Christiansborg. A place of beauty and the most spectacular light. It was one of the places I wanted to visit badly, after having seen 'A Royal Affair' and falling in love with the palace. Safe to say I was not disappointed and never wanted to leave.

 Basking in the sun like the turtle that I am. Honestly that room was breathtaking. I really love royal palaces, I'm not quite sure why. Of course there's a small part of me that envisions the past whereupon poor workers died of malnutrition and forced labour while the royalty ate their salmon sandwiches, but you can't change history. Palaces are works of art in themselves.

I have to make an entire paragraph in reference to danish food. Danish food where have you been all my life and why have I just discovered you. To say that my tastebuds went into overdrive and I nearly fainted in appreciation doesn't even do it justice. I will never forget being served warm bread in a cloth pocket. Glasgow get on this level immediately. 

This is from a famous restaurant called 'Øl & Brød'. I didn't know this, but it's customary to be served schnapps with your afternoon meal. Bear in mind that I am 160cm and not very largely built. To say that I was slightly schnozzled by the end of the meal would be...true? I'm never going to be able to hold drink like the danes. I would only embarrass myself. However Belgian beer trumps Danish beer. I think that's the only thing we have up on them. 

I finally moved out of student apartments into my new flat. I can honestly say I am so much happier already. Yes, the wind is battering my window frames and I am so cold that I have to chain-drink tea, but I could not be happier. I think that once you have your own space, everything seems a lot more manageable. I am now free to deck my walls with multicoloured paintings and have ten plants in each room. I really really like plants. And elephants. I have acquired an elephant mug that has been christened Khaleesi. (Naming mugs might sound like the onset of insanity but it just looked like a Khaleesi) 

One of the first dinners in my new flat - nothing beats salmon and cider

 My mum managed to squeeze in a couple of days in April under the sun for us, which meant 34 degree sunshine and a lot of wine. Complete and utter bliss. Holidays together are the best, as all we do is eat, read, drink wine and behave like children. We had a poke war in the middle of the street. Spain was coffee and sunshine abundant, just what I needed inbetween horrendous exams that made me want to throw things at the wall and eat the entire contents of my kitchen. Bear in mind that all I had during exams was a lot of couscous and a dozen sweet potatoes. Student life in its prime. 

View from a rather grecian (yet Spanish) waterfront

 I think I'm a little obsessed with all things Scandinavian...oops? Swedish finds:

Swedish café times with Nicola, the beautiful queen of sass

IKEA-ing 

Alicante vividity

Hotel snooping 

 If you live in Glasgow I would recommend BRGR. Best burgers in the west end in my humble opinion. Only downside is that you don't get served chips with them, you have to buy them separately. It's all worth it for the burger though. And the chips are superior to others I've found.

Bringing a scandi element into my home decorating

Finally had to add in this picture. It's the view from my boyfriend's new apartment. Despite being a little noisy next to the motorway, it's rather picturesque when the sun goes down (hey Alex Turner you creeped up on me there). I'm so happy we're all out of halls. Having your own apartment really makes all the difference. 

I'm away for now, I might make some granola for tomorrow morning. I also just bought Deliciously Ella's cookbook and I'm itching to try some of her recipes out. Buckwheat flour and date syrup here I come. Date syrup is the new craze. I can sense it. 

I'm also reading Alexandre Dumas' 'The Man in the Iron Mask' at the moment. Praise the beauty that is Alexandre Dumas. I am reading it in English, as I think archaic French would make my head explode. Ah soon. 

À plus tard.