hey guys here i am to told you a little story about my life in Denmark.

The scene take place a friday morning at 9am i was waiting for the bus to visit Aalborg. Then a guy ask me "what time is it ?" i answer then he started to talk about everything. I notice that he was probably drunk but the fact is he was at the football match the day before and his team win so he celebrate the victory during the night. He had a terrible accent and he was searching a lot of word so i knew he was not for Denmark.

I ask him and he told me he was from Poland and when i told him that my name is kaczynski (same name as the Polish president) he offert me a beer and said "curwa" every 5 sec i guess he was happy. Honnestly drink a beer at 9am ... its not the best beer of youre life. I told him that i wanted to visit Aalborg so he show me where i should i go on the bus map, It was kinda hard to understand what he said the mix between polish english is kinda horrible.

we took the same bus and i ask him a bit about how he went to Denmark how does he live here etc ... so i learn lot of things about Denmark with him when he arrives to his housse he offert me to go with him but i said that i wanted to visit the city so maybe an other time. Then i visit the place that he show me on the map and honnestly he was right those place where amazing.

Cya for another story in Aalborg !

27/03 Update

Hi,
Something terrible arrived this 22nd of march, belgium as been attacked by terrorist, this horrible thing as been commited by ISIS.. they keep trying to fear europe but we have to stand still and to keep our head up. Peace.

I am back in Denmark, Those 2 weeks in france were a breath of fresh air, i watched "The Revenant" with some friends and i found this film terribly boring, i expected an action movie and i got a contemplative movie in which you follow an half-dead guy crawling in the snow during 2 hours. the first 30 minutes are cool but if you have to watch this film, watch the 30 first minutes then fast forward 1 hour, nothing happend so you wont miss anything.

As long as i have not been in denmark, i have nothing else really to say about it so i will talk about The global danish house's architecture.
There is a lot of differences between french and danish architecture, the most significant one is about their construction materials : they use a lot of red brick (I guess they might have a lot of clay pits) which make the city look really... red.
The suburban of the city is mostly made of houses with 1 floor only (2 maximum, the second one being the loft of the house) and those houses are not bonded to each other, they are surrounded by their garden. This makes the neighborhoods look kinda american.

That's all I noticed for now, i may update this article with further informations if i find some.
See you!

13/03 Update

Hi,
Everthing is still fine, I'm doing well in class but there is a fat ginger guy who keep looking at me like i'm anoying him but i have no idea why..
The school gave us 2 weeks of free time so i'll get back to france for those 2 weeks, i miss my family and my friends.. My plane is at 6:00 AM so i will have to sleep at the airport (bus services start at 6:00), i'm pretty sure i'll miss the bus so i won't take the last one but the one just before. I can't wait to see them back, i bought a lot of things for them (a lot of danish food and drinks). See you in two weeks.

I'm sorry guys, I didn't whrite here since my departure, and that's precisely because my departure failed in certain ways. 

I had to take a train at 7 AM from Lyon to "Aeroport Charles Degaulle". I took it yeah, but fell asleep in the train and then, when the train stoped, I though that it was the Airport, and got off the train. 

Actually, when I asked someone where were the airplanes, he wasn't able to help me and referred me to the information stand. And the information stand told me that I was at DisneyLand. And not at the airport. That was the next stop. 

Hmmmm... ok, never mind. I had a train in 45 minutes to the airport.  

But... wait. Where's my little bag* ? 

(*content of the little back : international passport, french identity card, tickets to Aalborg, some Danish money and credit card.)

Ok, I got off the train at the wrong station and I decided to let my bag in the train. And this train was on the way to Bruxelle, in Belgium.  

I quickly asked for my bag at the information stand, and they told me that my bag had been intercepted at Lille, in the north. 

Then, I took my train to go to Lille and not to the Airport. Running to the founded objects stand, I payed 10€ for... hmmm... for looking after my bag during one hour, I guess. And I still had to be at the Airport at the right time. 

I walked to the information stand (of Lille, this time) and, after explaining my situation, asked for a free ticket. After a long talk, they made me pay my ticket in first class. No more available seat in the classical class.  

Then, I took my train as soon as possible. I arrived like 5 minutes before the last departure through customs, and as you can read me there, I arrived in Aalborg after a stop to Amsterdam. 

Now, I hope you understand why I prefer to stay at home.