Lap Dansk — An unexpected life in Denmark — Part 2
<p>When I arrived aimlessly in Copenhagen in February 1994, I came to visit Danish friends I had met while backpacking in China a few years prior. I had been living and travelling all over the world for five years and, in retrospect, I needed to grow some roots. I was kindly invited to camp out on the living room floor in Lars and Lasse’s apartment in Vesterbro. At that point I had no inkling that I was embarking on a quarter century of Copenhagen living. Looking back, there were certain clues. As I schlepped up the stairs upon arrival, I passed door after door with Danish names on them — Rasmussen, Larsen, Andersen — and felt strangely at home.</p>
<p>To begin with there were only immediate needs to deal with. Lars spelled it out clearly. “<em>You are now an FC Copenhagen fan. It’s not up for discussion. Oh, and you’ll need a bike.</em>” The guys found a bike key and tossed it over to me. “<em>It’s green, I think. It’s in the backyard somewhere. You’ll find it</em>”.</p>
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