So I learned one thing last night that I had totally forgotten through my long elope to the States: always bring your bike lights. Even though you can't possibly imagine eight o'clock in the morning that you will do other than get out of the office around six-sevenish, bike home and perhaps do some grocery shopping on the way, BRING YOUR LIGHTS! I forgot that this is Copenhagen, which means that distractions such as friends passing by your office, deciding to go for a quick cup of coffee, ends up with me talking to guys in the States (who just woke up) so it is seven before we get out. Resulting in girlfriend and I going for quick dinner, me finally passing by my parents on the way back home to pick up my agenda that I forgot the other day (resulting in me making three appointments on top of each other for Thursday afternoon). Getting a glass of red wine because an old friend of theirs was in town and talking about location servers with my brother (apparently he knows more about that than I do and he is not even studying CS at a university yet...), means that I have to ride home around 11.30pm. And even though the nights are bright, it is dark at this hour and I needed lights. So remember Louise you are in Copenhagen, BRING YOUR LIGHTS! PS. I was law abiding and borrowed my brother's lights.
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