Last days here in Copenhagen seems to be a bit chaotic. Setting things straight, taking the last orders and finishing my duties at work, visiting authorities and trying to make the most important thing – keep promises to myself. Promises, I have made out loud, to myself and the ones, that are the most crucial ones for me to keep. Cause when you think about it, how can you let down the person, you have to live with for the rest of your life – yourself?
So anyways, after my last shift in the Dubliner we stayed for the last ‘after shift’ beers, followed by another work next morning. Thursday was my BIG day with promises. So I started with my promise, after passing exam, to burn the book. Stupid, I know, crazy – true again. But no matter how stupid or crazy it is – it’s there and I have to do it. While finding a proper place for the burning process was not easy at all – I ended up in my house inner garden, in a barbeque. But I managed. I saw the flames, so I did it. I burned the book. I just hope I am not going to need it at any point in my life later.
I also promised to myself to go to Tivoli after passing all of my exams. So I did. True story – I expected it to be so much better, but turns out, it was almost just like coming back to Keansburg. Almost the same rides, balloons, froggy, double shot [which one here is a single shot, and they don’t even shoot you up, they just slowly take you up and then throw down]. So I tried most of them. I tried what they call “demon” roller coaster, some sort of copy of Moby Dick, just flipped and, of course, my favorite swings. Those felt amazing. Well, most of the rides actually did. And surprisingly it just brought so many memories from our hot summer in a one-mile place, where, in the beach, if you look good enough, you were able to see the statue of liberty.
Friday I stared the day of ‘lasts’. I had my last shift in my office, where, sadly, I had to say goodbye to all those fantastic people in there, that I had pleasure to work with for more than half a year now. Then, in the evening I went to the BlackSwan – for the last time, John Bull – for the last time. I met some nice people, had some nice conversations, it was great night.
Saturday night was interesting. I started with visiting Calvin, an amazing guy in Dubliner’s kitchen, where he taught me how to make ‘chicken curry’, which tastes just amazing. Then I met the guys from the Dubliner for the last night/last drinks/just last. Of course, being with those guys is a bit risky, because they always want to party all night long, and I still had my Sunday carefully planned. But anyways, they managed to talk me into going to some sort of club, even if only for a short run [which was a good thing]. Interesting conversations, some surprising new information and all the goodbye part made the night a bit strange. Once again, it kinda started get to me – I am actually leaving this country. And who knows, I may never come back.
Sunday was [and still is] a day of packing, packing, packing, watching basketball match that was really a challenge. Now there are still couple of things that needs to be done – bring bike to the airport, go one last time to one place, try to find a printer and save 5 EUR, because airbaltic has this crazy [if you ask me] thing where you have to pay for not on-line check in, take some moments for only myself and say goodbye to my life in Denmark with the bottle of pink champagne on the bridge [don’t ask why alone or why bridge. It’s just the way I felt I needed to do].
It’s almost over. And it feels strange. Can you feel my shivering?
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