Having glorious visions of living in Copenhagen while studying architecture? Check out my handy guide for harrowing tales of what it is REALLY like to live in CPH and study at the Kunstakademiets Arkitektskole.
Every time I need a good long laugh, I read the 'livable cities' article in the Monocle. The Monocle is one of the reasons I decided to take my masters degree in architecture in Copenhagen. I trusted the Monocle.
I have managed to get a room in a Danish House of Horrors. It involves a living, breathing pig, multiple taxidermized rodents, and a photo of the Blessed Virgin hanging above my bed. Oh, and that is just the beginning.
I think it's okay to be pointed and specific in what you are capable of doing, and what you want to do. Trying too hard to sound as if you're an expert in everything at the tender stage of 'Arch. Grad' has just a tinge of naive over-confidence that could easily be construed as desperation.
You've all heard about the North Pacific Subtropical Gyre? You know, the massive flotilla of mostly plastic waste that has swirled into a Quebec-sized island of trash lurking just below the surface of the Pacific Ocean?
‘In general, their way of cookery would hardly be pleasing to an English man,’ he states. The Danes are ‘much addicted to drinking,’ he notes, listing Rhenish and French wines, and cherry brandy as the favourite tipple of ‘persons of condition’, whilst ‘the poor people indulge themselves in bad beer.’