Køvenhavn-Köpenhamn-Copenhagen-Copenhague: my home. It was difficult to make a distinction between sounds in pronunciation in four languages in the first instance, but after a year I can clearly distinguish them. København has been my home for almost a year now and I cannot describe it better if I say this is the most wonderful city I've ever been to, or at least it was my impression when I first came. Apart from a home and a place where I learnt to be myself is where I met friends and knew the feeling of freedom, because in Copenhagen everyone is free to do, free to be.
Free to be for a woman coming from a very restrictive society as the Latin American posed such a challenge to me, to get into the Scandianvian mentality and way of doing. Shocking sometimes, slow to understand or totally lost, I learnt to accept, see and do as they do.
Not for nothing here was once where the happiest people in the world lived: they look indeed happy. You can walk on the streets without having to be afraid of being robbed, raped or victim of any crime or scam, nothing matters, even if you are a girl going out clubbing dressed as a slut and walking drunk as a fish 4am in the morning, you really are safe (if you don't look for problems), even if you leave your purse over the table in a club while dancing, it will be there when you come back and no guy will be trying to hook up on you only by dancing, they respect you!
Absolutely freedom to be myself is what Copenhagen has given me, and it's priceless. There are many things worthy to talk about, which I'll keep posting on that will make you understand my deep love for this city.
For now, a gift from Danish musicians Clemens and Julie Marie, a hit in all dancefloors in CPH: Byen sover
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