The heart of Copenhagen.

Copenhagen's a beautiful place. When walking down the street, you can just feel the history emanating off the very cobblestones you're stepping on. The old buildings, the haphazard layout... There's a tangible link to the past. Just something in the air. It's so unlike Singapore, where everything is just steel and concrete and glass and sharp-edged and oh-so-new and modern...but lacking a soul.

This isn't the interior of a museum. This is the main foyer of the Law School, which dates back to 1475 A.D.. Roman influence, I'm told.

The exterior of the Law School, and a flea market in the courtyard.

We had lunch here - it's a little courtyard in the centre of the building. Apparently, all buildings have a little yard in the middle, for the purpose of barbeques and just sitting in the sun.

A not-very-good shot of the entrance to Christiania. It's a fascinating place, and unfortunately, I cannot be as comprehensive as its Wikipedia entry.

Christiania has declared itself part of the EU; hence the sign.

The interior of the Metro trains. Fully automated, they run through the night. Not to be confused with the S-train, which consists of overland trains on tracks.

So. I know this collection of photos doesn't really quite explain what exactly I've been doing with my time, but be patient with me. More will come soon.

Jeg har hjemkommen!

Indeed, I have arrived.

So, the flight was actually fairly decent. It was tiring, and I didn't get much sleep, but that was to be expected. The 12 hours passed fairly quickly, surprisingly. And so, without much ado, we landed at the Copenhagen International Airport. Queued up, did the passport thing, and blam, we were out.

Got picked up by my student mentor, a nice young guy called Marcel. He dropped me off at my place, we had breakfast with my housemates, then he dropped Huishan off at her place, where we had breakfast with her landlady. Then we went to the post office to pick up calling cards, and then he dropped us off back at our places of residence. By this time, I was so tired that I took take a nap after a quick shower.

That, in very short, terse prose, is what I've been doing for the last 24 hours or so.

Photos soon.

Two suitcases and a backpack.

So, I'm almost ready to go, physically. But my heart is not ready. There are friends and family I'll miss, as well as a certain dear girl who's very close to my heart. And I just feel unready.

Still, come what may, off I go now.

See y'all from the other side of the world.