Class was cancelled this Friday, but since I only had one at 8:30, it didn't get me out of a lot. I also had a 9:40 flight, so I had to get up really early for that anyway. I was lucky, because I went on rejseplanen.dk to check up on bus times. I thought it was weird that it said I had to leave at midnight when I typed in a request for early morning times. Then I realized that it was a holiday and the bus schedules were different. It was pretty late when I realized this, so I went downstairs hoping to find a Dane. I found Helene sitting with Marc in the foyerway.
Marc was going to Amsterdam the next day, so it was lucky I came downstairs because he didn't even think about Friday being a holiday. Helene found a number for a taxi company in her phone and made the arrangements for Marc and I. We had to take a 5:30 cab to the train station, which was annoying but we at least got to split the cost so it was only 50DKK each instead of 100DKK.
Frankfurt was interesting. I met my brother there because he had an interview for a possible job offer. There wasn't much there. It was a pretty boring city. We went to a Jewish museum, but most of it was in German, so it was kind of lost on me. Howard realized it wasn't for him and he thinks the people who interviewed him also realized that.
But anyway, part of the reason I went to see him was that it was Passover. He found out about some seder for young professionals and students, so he paid for both of us to go to that. It was in German, English and Hebrew, so I only understood some of it. It was a lot more interesting for Howard than for me. He knows German and the people there were closer to his age and point in their lives. But it was interesting.
I got back to Copenhagen Sunday afternoon. I went back to Hillerød to bring my stuff back. Howard and I traded suitcases. He brought one filled with food for Passover and I gave him one with all of my winter clothing to take home. I turned around a little later to go to Copenhagen. DIS arranged for students to be invited to a seder at the synagogue on Krystalgade, a few blocks from school. DIS paid for it, which was exciting. Not a lot of DIS students went, which was sad, but I enjoyed the company of the people I sat with. The seder was in both Danish, English and Hebrew but there were plenty of people reading the English portions in the Haggadah. The rabbi there was really cool, also. Very spirited and just made us feel welcome.
Unfortunately, I couldn't get home. The trains weren't running all night and even if I got home, I'd have to wait for the night bus which only comes once an hour. So I was sleeping in Allison's apartment. It worked out great because her roommate's sister was going to take her bed, but she fell asleep in her parents's hotel room so they weren't going to move her. She had her boyfriend here so they went to go stay in a hostel so Allison was kind enough to lend me her bed. But since I was afraid of waking her roommates, I left with them after the meal ended so she could let me in. So with that and my early flight, I ended up leaving both seders after only the second cup of wine. But they were nice seders while I was there.
Even if they were in German and Danish.
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