At least I made it to class...

You know the expression "when it rains, it pours"?  Well, in Denmark it should be changed to "when it's windy, all hell breaks loose."
As I was doing homework in my room last night all of a sudden my window flew open.  As I tried to force it shut, I realized that my lock was broken, and had to Macgyver it closed.  I didn't even need to look out my window to understand how windy it was, I could hear it howling and needed to use headphones to drown out the sound as I fell asleep. 
Little did I know that the wind would have a severe impact on getting into Copenhagen today.  As I sat at the train station this morning I found it odd that the departure board was empty.  I continued to sit at the station as all the trains just flew on by without stopping.  Eventually one finally came and it took me over an hour and a half to get into the city this morning.  Getting home was just as complicated.  I had to change trains twice and wait for quite some time.  Apparently the wind had blown a roof onto one of the tracks and also knocked out some of the towers that communicate signals.  Yeah, it was that strong.  At least I was only a few minutes late to class, which is better than most people who missed their first or first and second classes. 

Besides from my challenging commutes I thought I would give you all some insight into the cultural differences here in Denmark.

Eating: While eating Danes hold their fork and knife in their hands at all times... even if the meal doesn't require a knife at all, it remains in their hand.  They even cut up their hamburgers.

Walking: No one jaywalks... I mean no one.  One of the roads on the way to school is closed, and still then... no one will walk on red.  It gets rather annoying. 

Talking: Danes tend to be quite reserved and very quiet.  You don't need to know someone to tell if they are American.  They give it away automatically because as soon as they open their mouth, it seems as if they are yelling compared to all the Danes talking.. that is, if any Danes are talking at all. 

Doors: The doors here are nearly impossible to figure out.  When it seems like you should push, I pull... and when I'm sure I need to pull, it's in face a push door.  Not only that, but it's harder to get out through a door than in.  Most doors have a complex system of locking.  In order to get out you need to push a button while simultaneously turning the knob, which is very complicated when you have something/anything in your hands.    Sometimes there are multiple buttons, and you have no clue which one to push, and the danish words don't help.