Bomb Voyage

This past summer I went to backpack Europe for 3 1/2 weeks by myself. I started in Sweden and after a few days made my way to Copenhagen, Denmark. Within the first hour there I met an awesome German dude (who happened to be fluent in English) in my hostel and we made friends, After we killed a bottle of Vodka some Australian girls had, we bounced quick without them. As we walked,... Read More » a couple cute girls walked by and we asked where to go on a Monday night. One responded (because almost everyone in Denmark is fluent in English, literally), "Um, I'm not sure. We're really high. We have some more weed, do you guys want to smoke?" So they smoked us out in an alley. They had to go somewhere and told us a good bar and hopefully they would see us there later. On a solid combination of booze, weed, and adderall (which I had introduced earlier to my German compatriot) we stumbled through the city and ended up finding the bar, comically named "Wall Street." It was packed, full of beautiful women (welcome to Denmark), and drinks were the equivalent of $3 (and they don't tip there). We chilled for a bit, curious if those earlier girls were actually going to show up, but they didn't and we said fuck it. We are both pretty good looking guys, and these Danish girls were literally bumping into us on purpose just to talk to us and admitting it! I had seen a girl eyeing me across the room and as her and her friend walked up to the bar I got in line behind them. She turned around and just started talking to me in Danish, then English when I clarified. We were hitting it off until another friend of hers (a girl who had bumped into us on purpose earlier) walked up to us and they started blabbering right in front of in Danish, obviously (even drunk) talking about me. Then, possibly the greatest thing I've ever seen: these two sexy Danish girls played rock, paper, scissors right in front of my face. The initial girl won and her friend said, in English, "Fine! He's yours!" and walked away. The winner (her name was Xenia) then immediately admitted when I asked that yes, they were playing for ME. I spent the rest of the night talking to Xenia and ended up going home with her. This all happened in the first 12 hours I was in Denmark. Longer story short, Xenia ended being incredible: so I said fuck seeing the rest of Europe (and spending all my saved money) and lived with her for the next 3 weeks. She paid for things, smoked me out every day, cooked for me, did my laundry, and we had ridiculous amounts of sex. Copenheaven.

I went to London with my class recently. We are from Norway, so it was a big thing for us. My best friends name is Simen, a popular norwegian name. What's weird about it, is that it is pronounced like ''semen''. So we were in Denmark street and I looked at the time and we were late for class meeting in Oxford street. Simen however didn't give a shit. So I stormed to a lobby of... Read More » a piano shop and shouted: Simen, come on! The look on employees face... Priceless.