Day 1 in Copenhagen

I should have known that my first day in Copenhagen would be full of cultural shocks and surprises. After being well fed and taking a long nap, my friend Syed decided to force me to teach how to ride a bicycle through the street valby (pronounced VaalBoo). Found that quite exhilarating. Hung out with some neat international characters during making dinner @ their hostel. Its such a refreshing change, to hear accents from Australia, Belgium, England, Japan, Spain....you name it.

Anyways, culture shock isnt taking too long to hit me; noticing the price of gas that is way higher than U.S, fact that no general stores take american credit cards, and how nearly everyone uses public trasnports, especially bicycles.

Night got more interesting, after paying an insane amount for drinks (I really do need to look into liking beer more for survival if anything), I was told there were no buses or trains running to Valby, so I would have to hop on the back of someone's bicycle to get back. Must admit, scariest experience of my life. First attempt was on Jon's bicycle, where I was to sit on his seat while he would cycle me back for the next 20min or so. Crazy Brits, I tellya...
That, needless to say, did not work out too well considering what a spaz case I am. So then we switched with Syed's bicycle so I got to sit on his back grill/basket thing. A little less scary, but still so terrifying. I honestly saw my life flash by. My thoughts were, great, I'm going to die behind this crazy british stranger because at one point we'll fall off or a car will run us over.
Obviously, none of that happened. I eventually figured to let things take its course and just relax and I guess just give someone I barely know benefit of the doubt that he would get me home safely. We ended up having a pleasent chat about Manchester United and Cadbury factory (near where he 's from). SO, moral of the story is, it all works out and sometimes we just need to let go of our fears and just BE.
I must admit, when I got on that Aer Lingus plane, it never crossed my mind that not only would I would end up riding a bike (without helmet) that very day let alone being cycled home by someone I barely know. Funny thing is, this is just day #1....