Category: Denmark

DTU’s Social Culture

One of the many reasons why I love my host university, the Technical University of Denmark (DTU), is that the Environmental Engineering Department and program are larger and more developed than what I’m used to back home. In Drexel’s defense, part of the reason why I feel this way is because, as an English-speaking and ...

The Potato In Your Throat

As my brother once said before I left for Denmark, “I heard Danish is hard, but bear claws are soft.” My limited knowledge of the language stems mostly from Duolingo during my commute to co-op, but I didn’t know how true my sibling’s sassy joke was until I arrived in Denmark. It’s not learning the ...

A Cabin Trip of Environmental Proportions

Every major at my host university, DTU, has its own set of events each year. For example, some of my kitchen mates went on a school-operated, weekend trip to the countryside with the rest of the students in their semester and major as a “class-wide” bonding activity. My major is no exception: at the end ...

Yamas, to Independent Traveling!

At this point in my travels, I was headed to Greece by myself for a week. My biggest concern was that it would be hard to meet other people to hang out and explore the country with, and that I would get bored of doing so on my own. Much to my surprise, traveling on ...

A New Appreciation For Potatoes

Every autumn, students in Denmark go on a one-week holiday for Kartoffel-Ferien (pronounced something like “kartahfull-fia”), or “Potato Holiday” in Danish. In the past, this was to allow children and young adults to return home from their studies to help their families harvest potatoes (a staple of many Danish dishes), as well as prepare the ...

A Murderous Wink

“Are you…Cameron?” The student in the red “Buddy” shirt, turned around and smiled. “Yeah, you can call me Cam. Are you in my group?” The buddy responded in a Turkish accent. I nodded. “I’m Lindsay.” “Nice! We’re about to start introductions. Hop in the circle!” I joined the rest of the students in my buddy ...

The Perfect Welcome

“What did I just get myself into?!” This was the first magical thought that popped into my head as I got out of the taxi and walked toward my home for the next few months: an on-campus dorm called Kampsax Kollegiet (more simply known as Kampsax). Granted, amidst my stress from the last week, I ...