In the morning we went to apply for our CPR number at the local Kommune. The lady told me that she will be mailing me my CPR card in a week's time, which will contain an assigned doctor's name. Medical treatment will be free but I might have to pay for the medication. No way.
Afterthat, I met Jay and my polish friend Jacek and headed over to Enghave ("Eng hale") where Carlsberg museum is. I met Jay's guide, Carl, a big and jovial Dane, and we compared a lot on the simple practicalities of life in Scandinavia and Asia. He said that living in Denmark is way more expensive than Sweden. And he also talked about National Service in Denmark behaving like the lottery system. If you 'kena', you can choose to serve the army or do community service for a few months. And he was confident that no one will attack them and vice versa. So different from where I'm from.
Some pictures of Carlsberg.
The collection of antiques
Aunty 鸡饭一盘
The garden of deformed sculptures.
I was having a block nose and I could still smell the brown stuff at the btm of the pic
7% alcohol.
I was so tipsy I just had to cook my Nasi Goreng. My first attempt and it was superb =)
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