Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Athens, baby!

Athens at sunset.


Athens is a city full of wonder, beauty and history...


...and stray dogs, graffiti and pollution.


I loved it.







Good job fellas.  The changing of the guard.



The Roman Forum (yes, in Greece).



Zeus' Temple. 



 Local music at a restaurant downtown.

Some little guys playing music for change. Breaktime.



Yeps!

Nice knockers...

The local law enforcement.

The view of the Parthenon from my hotel window.


Did I mention the stray dogs?  They were everywhere..

...and the graffiti.

A local shop's cashier counter.  complete with ash tray and Saint.  

The guard marching to the top of the Parthenon at dusk.

The Parthenon.

The view from the Parthenon.

Volcanoes, sundried tomatoes and donkeys...

Santorini is a beautiful Greek island in the Agean Sea, a short plane ride from Athens.  It's small, quiet and beautiful.  

Ready for a tour?

The island was formed by a volcano - the biggest eruption in the past 10,000 years was here.  This is the view from the crater.


The homes in Santorini are built into the hillside.  Essentially, these people are cavemen. ;)

The water is amazingly blue and clear. 
Beautiful sundried tomatoes.  Okay, well, they're still drying...

What's commonly known as a "Greek Salad".  Fresh, delicious and perfect.




As is customary in many Greek restaurants: You can preview the grill and decide what you'd like.
"Calamari, please!"
Local transportation.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Danish word of the day: "Ta Da!"

What is that word you say when you're just going to finish up here and... ah, "ta da!"


Okay, well Americans don't quite have a word that would translate - but if there was an actual word for "ta da" it would be the same as when Danes say "sådan der".  Now you're wondering how in the world you spit that out (letters with bubbles on them aren't exactly part of American vernacular...).   In true Danish fashion you swallow half the letters, and it comes out "suhn-dia", or just "suh" if you're from the south of Fyn where you spit out only half the word.  




Scenes from life in Denmark: "ta da!" moments....

 Just got your new beer holder set up on your bike... "sådan der".
 
Just finished spreading leverpostej perfectly over your rye bread for lunch... "sådan der".

Naptime for the kid?  Just put them in the stroller and leave them outside to sleep - never mind if there's a foot of snow on the ground, just wrap them in a couple extra blankets..."sådan der".   

    Monday, February 28, 2011

    5 Things you won't find in Denmark

    There are somethings I can't help but notice that are missing from life here....

    • Chocolate Chips
    Those delicous melty morsels that every mother throws into thier kids' favorite cookie.  Alas, you won't find it here. There's plenty of marzipan though. 



    • Gas-Guzzlers
    The streets here are filled with bikes and pedestrians, and public transport is efficient and readily-available.
    And if you do have a car, you're more likely to buzz around in a little pop can rather than fork out the money for something bigger [what some Americans might refer to as a "real car"].  But when cars cost about twice as much, and gas is the price of gold that bicycle starts looking really sexy.

    • Ziplock Bags
    This one just breaks my heart. I'm a bit of a kitchen efficiency effianato, and living without ziplocks in the kitchen is a bit like asking me to play the guitar without the use of my thumbs.

      "Let's go to the 'Bucks!"
    • Starbucks.
    It's true... I live without Starbucks. I've seen one in the airport, but that's about 3 hours away from where I live. Gasp!  Actually I'm not much of a fan usually, but when you're aching for something familiar, the evils of corporate America is a lot less important than my hazelnut cappicino and old friends!

    • Refried Beans.
    Ay chiwawa! Yes, I have finally found pinto beans here and have mastered a home-made version, but you can forget about buying them anywhere.  And forget about finding a Taco Time, Muchas Gracias or any Mexican restaurants for that matter.  Danes are putting away a lot more roasted potatoes, pickled fish and remoulade than anything from south of the border (and so am I!).

    Monday, February 21, 2011

    My Neighborhood

    I will never get over how quaint and lovely the Danish countryside is.  Here's a little tour - photos taken last summer.

    Sheep!
    Okay, I live in a teeeeny, tiny village.  The running joke is "look, there's a person!" because it's a rare treat to actually cross paths with someone around here.  But sheep?  We've got those ;)



    One of the houses "in town".  They're so darling! It's not unusual for them to fly the Danish flag like this - it's more like a pennant really.



    The local grocery store.



    My host family's horses: Evento and Sandra.



    It's funny that this is now "normal" to me... cool though, isn't it?


    The local church (in the background) and the restaurant (foreground). 

    Tuesday, February 15, 2011

    10 Things I was not expecting to find in Europe...

        1.  Houses that look like something from a fairytale. 

    Svendborg, Denmark



       2.  Night Ravens. 

    Americans have "neighborhood watch" which is when people look out for each others' homes and let each other know if they see unwelcome people lurking in the neighborhood.  Danes have Night Ravens: parents who volunteer to be out on the town on weekends to keep an eye on drunk kids and make sure they're safe.  And to give out candy and condoms.  Yes, I said condoms.


       3.  Baby boozers.
    She's almost 2 years old... awh, how sweet...

    My host mother and the baby.


       4.  Rednecks. 

    Granted, I live out in the country about an hour from anything I would call a "city".  The man I live with is a true redneck, complete with eccentric things to say about "those people", grease under his fingernails, duct tape at the ready and the slogan "a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do..."


       5.  European 20-somethings who know more American pop-culture than I do.

    But considering the source, I guess that's not saying a lot... 


       6.  Stores that close at 3:30pm on Saturday

    And by "stores" I mean the entire town... and they are closed all day on Sundays.
    (I'm so spoiled.)


       7.  American music everywhere.

    Bruce Springtein, and Taylor Swift on the radio.  Danes picking American music for Kareoke like Nirvana Shania Twain and Kings of Leon.


       8.  Food carts driving on the beach.

    Fresh fish anyone?

    
    Zanvoort Beach, The Netherlands
    

       9.  People who think it's normal to eat potatoes

    And eat them everyday.  Boiled, roasted, mashed, baked.. you name it, they eat it.  And you can even buy canned potatoes at the grocery store!  


      10.  Wrangler Jeans.

    Yee-Haw?


    Shop window in Amsterdam. Wranglers: 69 Euros.

    Wednesday, February 2, 2011

    Let's hear it for Handball.

    Handball? What's that then?








    Well, it's kind of a cross between basketball and indoor football, and it looks a bit like the kind of game that would evolve over a lunch hour at school.




    Handball first appeared at the Olympics in 1936, has roots that go back to ancient Greece and is played in 159 countries around the world.





    Rather than fein further interest in the sport, I offer only a gracious nod, and credits:
    Text & Images from BBC SPORT


    Oh, and Denmark played very well this year: they made it to the championships on Tuesday, and the game went in to overtime.  France won.