Saturday, October 14, 2006

Time flies...

when you are having fun....

The past week was so packed full of Danish goodness (and stress) that I didn't have time to write. But now, I find myself departing for the study tour and travels... and no time again.

So, here is hello and goodbye...

I'll write more when I return from:

Berlin
Poznan
Scottish Highlands
Edinburgh
Moscow
St. Petersberg

So long...

Anna

PS- Be sure to check out the pictures!

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Oh Denmark

It occurred to me on the train home this morning that the past 24 hours could have only happened in Denmark. Its just been a really unique couple of hours.

Lets start with the sausage stand- Peter's Pølser (see pictures). I believe this stand is by the Nørreport station everyday, but the name just occurred to me yesterday. So, this one is for you, Pete. Let me explain the sausage stands. First they are all around (but I have to say I haven't bought anything from them... yet). These stands, however, are not permanent. No, no, no, my friends, these things have little engines on them. So, lets say you are a sausage stand owner. You wake up in the morning and start up your sausage stand engine (which by the way is very, very loud). Then you proceed to guide it behind you and in the process block traffic, bikes, people. Where you take your sausage stand is based on a hierarchical system-- as you can imagine not all sausage stand spots are created equal. So, Pete, it looks like you've got a pretty darn good spot next to the train station. In any regard, at the end of the day you pack up your sausage stand and wheel it home with you. Oh, these Danes...

Lets talk about the exams I have had so far. I got a short "pop" quiz back yesterday. And by short I mean 8 questions. Which means, since I missed one, I got a B+. I also took another exam yesterday.. which was suppose to focus on the eye and OB-GYN, and maybe a bit about radiology. But it turned to be mostly radiology, a little on the eye, and no OB-GYN. But enough complaining. On with he good stuff!

In Health and Human Disease lab yesterday I drew blood. And you may think to yourself, well, it probably was a fake arm. No, no, no, I drew blood from a real, live human being (Allison to be exact). In turn I had my blood drawn as well-- which explains the weird picture of me holding a vial of blood. Why we kept our vials of blood is beyond me as I have no idea what to do with it. But I have one! Also in lab we learned how to do sutures. Which after a bit of practice is much easier.

So, after all this excitement with classes I came home to have dinner with the fam. After dinner we watched Pirates of the Caribbean, a favorite of my host sisters. After that I headed to the city and meet up with Tami to go to a party hosted by another DIS student. The party was alright, but around midnight we were getting ready to head out. But we never actually did... well, we did, but just much later. Somehow midnight turned into 4 in the morning. And let me tell you, riding in the front of the Metro is fun sober, its even more fun after a few drinks. So is riding on the back of Tami's bicycle. And making pesto at 5 in the morning.

I actually just made it home, desperately wanting to take a shower. Only to find that the shower was stopped up. But my host mom got it all fixed. It appears to be working fine now.

So, there you have it. Denmark: sausage stands, exams, and a few too many....

Skål! (Cheers!)

Anna

Thursday, October 05, 2006

A Normal Day

Perhaps you, a dedicated reader of this fine work of blogness, wonder what is that I do all day. I too have posed this question to myself many times. So, to answer both of our curiosities here is what a typical day is like (presented here as a Monday orThursday):

6:20AM – I wake up to my wonderful cell phone alarm (no really, this thing is amazing). I quickly press the snooze button, allowing for the precious 10 minutes of additional sleep.

6:30AM – I realize that I must make it to the shower in order to keep the shower routine on schedule. And yes this means that I must crawl out of the warm depths of my duvet. Oh, how I love my duvet.

6:30-6:45AM – There really hasn’t been a stated time in which I need to be out of the shower, but I try to keep my bathroom time on busy morning to 15 minutes. It’s probably for the best as it keep me from spending too much time in the bathroom.

6:45-7:00AM – I finish getting ready in my room- back my book bag, check my e-mail, organize, clean.

7:00-7:15M – Head upstairs to have breakfast with the family (or whoever is up). This is quite different for me. Typically in the States I eat breakfast alone. But it can be nice to have company in the morning.

7:15-7:25AM – Now that I have mastered the lunch making process, I can do this quite efficiently. So, sometimes it doesn’t even take 10 minutes. But in any regard, I use this time to pack my lunch.

7:30AM – I depart for the train station. It is about a 10 minute walk, maybe even a little less. The train I catch most mornings leaves at :41. It’s actually a quite complex system I have in my head, whereby I check to see if I am on time. You see the path goes along the train tracks, so when the train going the other direction passes me I know I have ~6 minutes until my train arrives. So, as long as I am past a certain point on the path when the other train goes by, I’m in good shape.

7:41AM – My train arrives and I hop on, find a seat. Most mornings I use the time on the train to do a bit of reading for class. Other mornings I use the time to collect my thoughts for the day.

8:03AM – Norreport Station. I hop off the train and make my way to the street. In the mornings if you walk up a certain set of stairs there is a guy that plays a violin. It’s actually quite nice, and I look forward to it in the morning.

8:04-8:15AM – It’s a quick walk from Norreport to DIS. I walk down a pedestrian shopping street and in the mornings all of the stores are getting ready to open. It’s actually quite neat to see each morning.

8:30-9:50AM – Class – Medical Consequences of a Western Lifestyle. It’s a good class, and if anything has stressed the important connection between lifestyle and disease. In the profession of pharmacy, and in particularly retail pharmacy, we have a chance to help patients make positive lifestyle choices to improve their health. In that way I’ve found the class to be relevant to my professional career.

9:50AM – 3:30PM – On Mondays and Thursday I have a large gap in between classes. It has actually turned out to be quite nice. Typically I catch up on some e-mails, check my mail, and maybe run a few errands in the city. Then I eat my fantastic lunch I packed earlier in the day. I try and reserve the last few hours of the break to quite studying in the library.

3:30-4:50PM – Brain Functioning and The Self – This class is simply wonderful. I love it. It has been a challenging course though, and she expects a lot from us. But the content of the course is fascinating and presented in a thought provoking way. She does good job of mixing traditional lecture, with discussion, with group activities, with videos. I never leave this class the same in which I came. My understanding of the psychology of the self, while not comprehensive, has grown tremendously.

5:00-5:10PM – Typically I try to make it to the train station to catch the :16 train home, but this never really happens. Normally there is always someone to stop and talk to on the way out of DIS, or someone to make plans with, etc. But lets just say on this hypothetical day I walk directly to the train station.

5:16-5:38PM – Ahhhh, the train ride home. Oh how nice it is to relax at the end of the day. If I am really ambitious I use this time to journal, but generally I use the time to collect my thoughts, and reflect on the day.

5:38-5:48PM – Walk home. I have noticed since I have been here that it is gradually getting darker on my way home. The sun is normally still up at this time, but in the next weeks it will probably be getting darker.

6:00-7:30PM –ish – During this time I typically spend helping prepare dinner and having dinner with the family. Dinner is an important part of my host family’s life. It is ok to miss dinner, but it is not ok to miss dinner and not tell them. Generally dinner is pretty low key, where we all tell stories about what happened during the day. I practice my little Danish, and they practice their advanced English. We both learn new words, and learn about the others cultures.

The rest of the evening is pretty much random. Sometimes I will do homework upstairs on the dining room table, sometimes watch a movie or TV, or sometimes just spend time in my room working on things – like typing this blog post.

But really right now, I should be doing homework. I’ve got an exam tomorrow (on eyes, OB-GYN, and radiology). Next week I have: a paper and exam on Tuesday, and another exam on Thursday.

But then it is the much needed travel break. If I can make it through the next week, then it’s all downhill from there. They sure keep us busy!

From your procrastinator abroad,

Anna

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

The World Within

I soon realized that no journey carries one far unless, as it extends into the world around us, it goes an equal distance into the world within. -Lillian Smith

Maybe I spend too much time reflecting on the H-tog to Farum every evening. Or perhaps my personality rates high in introspection. Possibly. More likely, my journey is reaching the world within.

A new world surrounds me. Everyday something new, something different. But how does this new world outside affect the world within? It is unlikely that there is a simple answer. And equally unlikely that there is one answer.

Sure, there are the little things like moderately mastering the ‘European’ eating style (fork & knife!) and avoiding certain injury from bicycles. These, however, are external, observable. What on the inside has changed? And equally important, what has not changed?

Perhaps my journeys with Danish culture provide a place to start tackling this question. The majority of my Danish culture experiences have occurred within the context of my host family. My greatest observation: love and family transcend cultural boundaries. While perhaps my family is not the ‘typical’ family, they are proof that love knows no culture. Yes, you could argue that the expression of love is influenced by culture, but the true, pure emotion of love is what I am referencing.

I believe the outward display of love within my host family is simply a reflection of the within love. It is these external observations that I have prompted a questioning of love and family within me. How do I feel love and family within? How does my within express outwardly itself?

So, why even ask these questions? Because sometimes in just asking the question we find the answer. It has become apparent that the question of the within has become a constant theme throughout my journeys. In that regard, this is most likely just one post in a series of posts.

Now back to all this school work!

Your traveler,

Anna