|Forum topic by mafe||posted 09-22-2011 02:30 AM||2038 views||0 times favorited||31 replies|
09-22-2011 02:30 AM
Lumberjerks lost in Copenhagen
Ok the scene were set, we had arranged to meet under the big clock at the central station in Copenhagen. 19.00 I was there, alone, so I took a walk around the central station, and there I spend my waiting time watching a bikini photo session for one of our national TV stations being shot on camera. Not the worst way to wait for LJ buddy’s. 19.20 I had left the shooting – or just around that time, I was deep in my thoughts looking at a mobile hanging on the belt of a police officer, it was making strange noise – then a guy went up straight in my face, and I got a big shock even he was a big laugh – that was Andy. 19.22 Flemming was there, a hug from a friend and we were off.
I had decided we should go to a part of Copenhagen where tourists used to come in the sixties, at this time we were famous for liberation of pornography, so my time spend while waiting was just spot on.
We walked down this Copenhagen street, talking and looking at people and smiling at the atmosphere, a fine evening plenty of people on the street, a few woman of the street a thing made of plastic in a window and we agreed that it could not be a woodworking device, and finally we agreed on a Indian restaurant.
Wonderful time spend, talking, telling, of course LJ stories and Indian beer and really well cooked Indian food, Andy was so cool, he did not even need to look at the menu he just ordered butter chicken (I think), Flemming and I was struggling to take a decision but did and it was all wonderful food (we shared a little).
After the dinner, I have no idea what time, we walked up to the central square of Copenhagen to have a Irish coffee and a beer in a English pub (we were afraid Andy was home sick) so here we spend a good time telling jokes and looking at the woodcarvings by the bar, after all we are LumberJerks so we see details even at this time.
Before the last train would leave Copenhagen we went for the station, and took a train, at a later station we said goodbye and send Flemming off (we wish you a wonderful time on the sea now sailor), I took the next train with Andy and left a station later saying goodbye and see you buddy, while I thanked him for a wonderful evening and the amazing brace he had brought to me and gave me as a present (I am one lucky guy).
So I walked home from the station with a smile on my lips, telling myself that I must be amongst the most blessed people on this planet to meet so many wonderful people and even be able to get friendships out of cyberspace.
Thank you Andy – thank you Flemming.
All my best thoughts,
-- Mad F, the fanatical rhykenologist and vintage architect. Democraticwoodworking.