
We woke up bright and early (7am) to get ready to go to a lecture at
Directly after that, knowing that we definitely weren’t going to be able to see the major landmarks given that all of them close by 5pm, we headed for
During the course of these events, I must have had my camera literally fly out of my pocket because it suddenly just was not there. I thought I should try to find it just soI could know I tried. Somehow (and this relates to the trustfulness of the Danish), my camera had just been turned in when I arrived. He asked me the model, and I said, “I have no idea, but my mom made me put my name on the side. It says Ben Suitt.” That sticker actually came in handy; who knew? We finished the night by watching a light show and letting Jocelyn look in trashcans for cups since returned cups gave you a whopping $1 each.
I came back to the hotel and was convinced to go out to a karaoke bar, so I thought I’d give it a try. I sang “Folsom Prison Blues” by Johnny Cash. It was pretty funny because people were clapping and cheering for me. I had two guys come up and ask me where I was from. They were from







