so freaking tired. I officially give up on the trains, seriously, I am not taking them on my own again. Went to Distortion last night, got tired way earlier than I would’ve liked to, since the show went until 5 AM. 

The show was in old warehouses that had been converted into skate parks. It was dirty, sweaty, loud and just like what I remember of old shows back in Denver just after high school. Loved it, but I wish I could’ve hung in longer. I needed more redbull, but at about $5 a pop, I decided I’d rather sleep. Peaced out at about 3:00 AM and walked to the train station across the street. Ashlee, me and the nice man who tried to help us, could not for the life of us figure out how to get back to Bispebjerg. So, we made our best guess and got onto the train.

The trains were like a giant party. drinking, some guy smoking a joint, lots of joviality! Fun, but so tired. So we got off at the station we thought we needed to transfer at to find out, Nope! the trains don’t run at that time! So it’s downpouring, we’re tired and now we’re stuck. We looked at a map, and it didn’t seem like it was that far to walk back to Bispebjerg, so we decided against a taxi and started walking. 2 1/2 hours later, at 5 AM we make it home. Soaked to the bone, freezing, grumpy and tired.

Slept for a few hours and then off to Louisiana. 

Beautiful, and again, not at all what I expected to see in Denmark. Beautiful grounds, gorgeous art, fantastic food and wonderful weather made it the perfect way to spend the afternoon recovering. I love that even though the museum was crowded, you never felt that way outside on the grounds. There was always a place to get away and just ponder or explore.

This place has convinced me I have to come back to Denmark. It’s no longer an option, but I also need to get out and see more of the world. If a place this awesome exists, surely there are other areas that even if not as nice would be well worth exploring.