Sunday, December 03, 2006

Travel Break Week #1 (Part a): Brussels, Belgium!

The next two weeks were spent locked in my room, the library or any other quiet study room either studying for midterms, writing papers or trying to get out the majority of my law school applications, so there isn’t really anything interesting to report about the first 2 weeks of October.

October 15th - October 19th

Midterms behind us, our 3 week travel break had officially started. The first week of it was spent with DIS for our long study tour in our European Politics and Society groups.

So, early Sun
day morning, we all showed up to Frue Plads (a square by DIS where all the tour buses pick us and other tourists up) and boarded the bus to make the long 12 hour trip to Brussels, Belgium, the capital of the EU. The majority of this trip was spent visiting EU institutions, so that’s why we are all dressed up in all the pictures. The bus trip on the Autoban was pretty uneventful, except that I will never again forget to appreciate a bed, because dear goodness is it uncomfortable to sleep upright for hours. (LEFT: Whitney and me on the bus while cruising the Autoban)

Anyways, our first day in Brussels started off with a briefing by an Economic/Trade Officer, Tamera Bowcutt, at the US Mission to the EU. Especially since 9/11, the US has realized the necessity in its relationship with the EU, so they work pretty hard at developing and implementing policy in this institution.
The talk was given by a US foreign officer who had been sent to Brussels on her first assignment, which is pretty rare. Her job was pretty interesting; she works to negotiate between parties concerning issues ranging from agriculture policies, the packing industry, to chemical levels in products. She said that a foreign officer is a generalist by nature and that “policy is being made my people who don’t know what they’re talking about.” That was really comforting. But in all reality, she works at the communication between parties, such as the military, the FAA, or scientists, so field knowledge isn’t really that necessary. (LEFT: Me, Emily and Whitney outside the US Mission to the EU building with the chocolate gift for our speaker)

After the briefing, we went to the Atomium, which is probably best just
shown in the pictures. It was built for the International Exhibition of Brussels in 1958. It was then used for the Brussels World’s Fair, which was the first major world exposition after the war, so it is touted as one of the most representative international events of the 50’s. Now, I suppose it’s just a national landmark. We ate lunch at the restaurant in one of the top balls (Restarant De L’Atomium), which gave us a pretty impressive view of Brussels. We also went on a guided tour of it after lunch, which consisted mainly of seeing how it was built and the cultural period of the 50’s. (RIGHT TOP: The Atomium / LEFT: Me, Kevin and Laura waiting in line all dressed up :) / RIGHT BOTTOM: my lunch; it was a lot more appetizing than it looks)

After the Atomium, we then went onto the European Policy Centre and listened to a talk by Policy Analyst Guillaume Durand on the European Constitution. Recently, the EU Constitution was rejected by the member states, but to keep from boring you on more academic talks, basically, the Constitution’s text was unclear, the common person knows little about the EU, each county is having a national identity/sovereignty crisis, and overall there is negative view on European politics. Basically, the EU is in a period of reflection and with the upcoming French and German elections, political change might make the situation easier.


The rest of the evening, was spent wandering around Brussels on our own looking for food and
sightseeing. After visiting many chocolate shops (Belgium chocolates!) we went around looking for food and stumbled on this street that was lined with restaurants. Yet, restaurants were not the only thing that it was lined with…every restaurant was only about the size of a hole in the wall, but each one had someone standing outside of it yelling, coaxing, bargaining and convincing anything that moved to eat at their restaurant. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if I was bothered or completely amused the whole time, but after having sized up many different offers, we decided to stop and eat at the restaurant that offered us 8 euro meals, free champagne and a husband for any single girls among us (haha). (TOP RIGHT: chocolate, chocolate everywhere! / TOP LEFT: Restaurant street with all the hagglers / BOTTOM RIGHT: made a deal, found our restaurant, gained one husband for Emily :) / BOTTOM LEFT: our 'free' champaign!)

After our meal, which was delicious, we went wandering around looking for
the Grand Place. We were told that the Grand Place was one of the most beautiful squares in the world. Obviously curious, with map in hand, we were determined to find it. After getting lost, we thought we had found it and we were severely disappointed. It seemed like it was just a cross of a few busy streets and some shops. Obviously, the Belgians’ definition of ‘beautiful’ was very different than ours. So, we walked around some more, visiting more chocolate shops, when we turned the corner and all of a sudden stumbled upon the real Grand Place. Apparently, we hadn’t found it before and now, we all stopped in awe…now, I haven’t visited all the squares in the world, but this one was beautiful. To experience its gravity…it was just amazing. We eventually just sat down in the middle of it and stared up for about an hour. Breathtaking. (LEFT: Beautiful Grand Place at night / RIGHT TOP: hard to see, but Whitney and Emily sitting on the ground in awe / RIGHT BOTTOM: Grand Place by day)

The next day, we went on a guided tour of Brussels, which turned out to be quite a beautiful city. It’s a little disorganized, especially with the implementation of new EU buildings in the middle of such an old city. We also spent a lot of time sampling Belgium’s trademark foods. Belgium has 2 national languages: French + Flemish and they for the most part speak English pretty well. I tried out my French at some of the restaurants, but most of them just responded to my attempts in English. :( (TOP RIGHT & LEFT: Random shots of Brussels / LEFT MIDDLE: Belgian Waffles! / RIGHT BOTTOM: Mussels in Brussels!)

Our group was also split into groups of about 4-5, where
we interviewed EU political actors. We interviewed a Save the Children lobbyist organization, which works for child advocacy rights across Europe. For such a noble organization, its office was small, understaffed and underfunded, but the people worked hard fighting for children’s rights. It was an inspirational look at a socially conscience political organization. (LEFT: European Commission Building)

Sorry, this is getting really long…so, I will wrap up here. The rest of our
time in Brussels was spent visiting the European Parliament, meeting with Dan Jørgensen, a Socialist Group Member in the European Parliament from Denmark and listening to a talk by the Danish Ambassador who works as the Permanent Representation of Denmark to the EU. Overall, a great practical look at the EU that we had been learning about in class. (RIGHT: European Parliament / LEFT: Me inside the European Parliament)

Love and Blessings,
Christine



(If you look closely, the 'cooler ranch' Doritos actually say 'Cool American'...found in gas station in Germany on the way to Brussels. A good description of its owner. :) )






Sweden, Danish Birthdays & Futbol!!!

Goddag all and undskyld (sorry!) for being gone for so long. I’m going to try to give you an idea of what I’ve been doing for the past few months and hopefully make up for my long absence. :

September 30-October 1st

Well, the weekend after my Bornholm bike trip, I received an email from one of the girls that I had met at Bornholm asking some of us if we wanted to go to Sweden. It still strikes me as humorous to say, ‘hey do you want to go to Sweden for the day?’ I realize that this is the same (distance-wise) as saying, ‘hey do you want to go to Indiana for the day?” but really, Sweden sounds more exotic to us Americans. :) (LEFT: streets of Malmö)

So, we hopped on a train and 45 minutes later, we stepped out of the train station and there was Sweden! We had ended up in Malmö, which is on the southern tip of Sweden and directly east of Copenhagen across the Baltic Sea. The train ride across is on the world’s longest suspension bridge, which was an EU project to bolster cross border travel after the Schengen Agreement legally opened its member states’ borders. (RIGHT: Musicians on Malmö streets; yea, he was definitely playing Bob Dylan :) )

Anyways, as you can see from the pictures, Malmö isn’t too different than Denmark, mainly because we only ventured far enough to just hit the shopping areas. They say Swedish shopping is cheaper than Denmark’s (which really isn’t that hard to do), but after exchanging money and getting hit with international ATM fees, it’s all about the same. We spent the afternoon in Malmo, wandering around, and eventually came back home with proud smiles saying that we had stepped foot on Sweden. (LEFT: Us Americans walking in Sweden!)

That night, Anna and I went out for sushi (I know, I know :) ) and to a movie to celebrate her 14th birthday. Her actual birthday was the next day, but I thought we could have some girl celebration before the entire Jørgensen family came in the next day. With only bikes and trains, it amazes me with what ease Denmark’s youth is able to travel around to friends or into the city. I’ve said before that the youth’s maturity is striking and I believe a lot of that has to do with their independence and parents’ trust in their independent mobility since Denmark’s streets are relatively safe.

The next day, I woke up to find little Danish flags all over the house and decorating the yard and driveway. The Danish flag is the symbol of ‘celebration’ here, so whenever there is any sort of party, usually Danish flags are put up for decoration, especially in the case of birthdays. (For example, on the Queen’s birthday, hundreds of little kids fill Amalienborg’s (royal palace) courtyard waving little Danish flags as the Queen waves from a balcony…cute, huh?) (Danish Flag decor around the house)

It’s tradition to have birthday breakfast with the birthday girl/boy which includes the normal coffee, break, cheese, jam, but also lots and lots of Danishes! I’m not sure if I have mentioned this before, but the ‘Danish’ pastry in Denmark is not actually called a Danish, but called a ‘weinerbrød,’ which is roughly translated as ‘vienna bread.’ Apparently, the irony of eating a Danish in Denmark is something that I failed to recognize until someone pointed it out to me. Well, regardless, they are DELICIOUS! :) Whatever weight I have lost by biking and eating smaller portions here, I’ve firmly put back on by my consumption of Danishes…oops, sorry weinerbrød. (LEFT: Mmmmm yummy Danishes/weinerbrød)

So, anyways, the rest of the day was spent waiting for the filtering of Jørgensen family to arrive from all over Denmark. Most of them live in Zealand (the island that CPH is on) but about 1 hour away. Most of them are older and do not speak English very well, so I spent most of the time just quietly observing the chatting and present giving. Lise (my host mother) cooked up a wonderful Danish meal of lamb, carrots, potatoes, creamed spinach, bread, and other various sides. I did not take a picture of it, because I felt a little bit like a stranger to this family gathering as it already was, so whipping out my camera in the middle of the meal might just have confirmed my tourist status. ;) Well, I can tell you without showing you that the meal was delicious. (LEFT: Lykkke (host mom's best friend), Lise (host mom) and Anna's aunt at birthday party)

Afterwards, we took a walk around the Hellerup neighborhood. For October 1st, it was a gorgeous, sunny day, and we were lucky that the neighborhood fall festival was happening behind the museum that is right behind my host family’s house on the same day. Local artisans came out with handmade jewelry, handbags, or little knickknacks to sell them in little stands, and while Anna and I had a great time perusing, the older members of the family and the men were less than interested and took off to take a walk around the park. After we had gotten our fill of homemade apple cider and apple cookies, we took a walk around the park to do the æble (apple) scavenger hunt that the community had made for everyone. (By ‘everyone’ I mean for children probably under the age of 7, but Anna and I pretended that it was for all ages.) So, we whipped around the park, Anna rapidly translating the Danish clues into English and with my superior apple knowledge skills, we turned in our answers. All in all, I believe we won, but no one ever contacted us to give us our prize. I can’t imagine why. :)

Then, we all met back at the house for cake and presents. The Danish birthday song is this complex 4 verse song that has you “hurrah-ing” often and speaks a lot of chocolate. (I’m sure that to someone who can actually speak Danish, this is not a ‘complex’ song, but in comparison to the American ‘happy birthday’ song that has 6 words in it, it’s complex…) (LEFT: Birthday cake/ RIGHT: Anna blowing out her candles; next to her is her grandfather and her older brother Anders is in the blue shirt. Til lykke med fødselsdagen, Anna!)

So, then after cake and coffee, I left the party a little bit early, because DIS was taking us to a futbol (soccer) game! It was a game between FCK (Futbol Club København) and Brøndby, which are the two biggest regional rivals in Denmark. We were forewarned about how rowdy these games could get and that we really have no equivalent to it in America, and for the most part, I would have to say they were right. In a stadium that fits 40,000, which considering that that’s about 0.8% of the total Danish population, it was crazy. Flares being set off, garbage being thrown on the field, singing, screaming, dancing, and drunken revelry all resulted in, well a European soccer game experience. To a certain extent, I felt like I was at an extremely rowdy, uncontrolled big American university football game. Well, the game went well…FCK won (woo hoo!...we were told to be FCK fans) and only about 150 people were arrested after the game by the intimidating looking Danish police that were surrounding the field. (And by ‘only’ I mean that that’s a lot. When I came home that night, my host mother met with me a concerned look, because apparently the arrests had been all over the nightly news…oh Denmark.) (TOP LEFT: Outside the National Stadium / MIDDLE & BOTTOM LEFT: Fans and field / TOP RIGHT: Long line to get in / MIDDLE RIGHT: Crazy Brøndby fans lighting flares :) / BOTTOM RIGHT: Emily, me, Jenna and Kristin enjoying our first European futbol game!)

::sigh:: So, it was a good weekend, Sweden, Danish birthday cake, and lots of futbol rowdiness. :)

Love and Blessings,

Christine