Who wears the pants here?

“You know why I like this country?” a Swissman says to me while smoking outside a bar one night, “it’s because of the Danish bike girls”

These 6 foot tall, blonde, blue eyed, Scandinavian specimen are extremely intriguing for any foreigner – myself included. It’s something about the way they manage to look so effortlessly cool while wearing a short skirt and biking through rush hour traffic. Continue reading

Denmark’s prettier, more charming cousin….Sweden

A couple of weeks ago now I embarked on my first trip to Sweden’s beautiful capital-Stockholm. I can’t believe I haven’t ventured to this beautiful city before now…and now I’m even more determined to get my NZ friends to go there… as the usual OE experience doesn’t often include Scandinavia.

To the Danes, the Swedes are like the cousin they’re a little jealous of. Continue reading

I’ve forgotten how good rugbrød is!

Not much has changed since I left Denmark in 2008 – it’s like the country was waiting until I returned to make any drastic changes.

But the food- oh how I have missed it. I never thought I’d be so happy to see the day when I can once again eat rugbrød (very dark heavy bread), salty liquorice, herring in a can, and Carlsberg that I can now buy in one litre cans! I can imagine from that list that you won’t think much of Danish cuisine…but at least come and give it a try. Continue reading