Danish Mifflin

This past Saturday was the legendary Mifflin Street block party in Madison and I was asked if I was sad I was missing it. Luckily May 1st happens to be the Danish labor day and the party that goes with Danish Labor day, I am sorry to say, blew Mifflin out of the water (and the Badgers thought they knew how to party). Everyone goes to this park called Fælledparken and picnics, bbq's, drinks all day long listening to live music and the occasional policical speech by Socialist activists (maybe communist, I have no clue it was in Danish and there was a few communist flags, but I was told it was a socialist holiday). This park is huge by the way, and every inch of it is covered with people. I also didn't have to worry about having an open intoxicant because it's legal to drink in public here...though in Mifflin's defense I think part of it's charm is avoiding arrest all day. Other than those few things it wasn't that different from Mifflin; the first thing I saw when I got there was still someone bending over to throw up (drinking too much seems to be universal).

Sunday I went to tour the newly renovated palace for the Crown prince Fredrik and his family. I went with Lone (for all intents and purposes my Danish mom) and we only had to wait in line for an hour and a half (worth it). I couldn't take any pictures but it was beautifully decorated inside, I can't imagine living in a place like that. Afterwords we went out to Helsingør to watch Mark (her son, my Danish brother for all intents and purposes) play football (the American kind). The Kronborg Knights got beat on by a team from Copenhagen but it was really homely sitting there and watching American football. Then I went back to their house where, and I will have you know that this was by special request, I cooked them my alfredo sauce (again). Yes, I am that good of a cook now :) Go me.

I'll put some pictures of the park up on the photo journal.

Much love