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Complete craziness. It was pretty ugly outside when we first showed up, but there were still thousands of people there.
Basically, all of the faculties (departments) have their own team, and all have pretty extravagant introductions, with the economics faculty even bringing 2 strippers! Then the race begins, where they paddle one boat across the river, drink a beer, run around it 5 times, then have to paddle back and the relay continues. The medical school has one for the last 8 years, and while economics was a close second, they took the lead again this year.
People gather around the lake in the middle of the university and dorms, and drink and watch the festivities. After a bit of rain, the sun made its grand appearance, and all was right in the world once again. So we sat, watched, cheered, gossiped, and had a great time until around 5, when the races are over and people split off and find their own parties to go to.
The crazies thing is, it's all on CAMPUS! Excessive drinking, booths selling food and alcohol, naked girls, electronic music, and people peeing in the lake. No supervision by security or a higher authority- just good, wholesome uni students enjoying themselves. That would never fly in the good ol' US of A!
We headed to the Theological faculty, where everyone was partying in the common room, and my friend was playing Backstreet Boys on the piano. We met these 2 girls who were stoked about some boy band playing at a mall around the corner, so we thought, "what the heck, it's free- let's go!" and made our way over.
Weirdest experience ever.
It was this Danish Muslim boy band (apparently its hip hop?) called Outlandish and I attempted to understand what was going on, but it never really worked out. There were tons of people there, but everyone was really quiet- it was so weird! Some random cheers, but everyone sat there like they had no idea what was happening. I mean, neither did I, but I made the best of it and danced along!
So Outlandish.
Emiel and I with the random girl who brought us...
This guy was the weirdest. Old man holding a sack of potatoes in a precarious position.
Well, we got the hell out of there, found our bikes and rode to the city center to meet Martin and Anders, then went to place called "Under Construction" because it was opening night and they were giving out free shots, but it was close to being the worst place ever, playing Jason Mraz and then hip hop, and there were only 4 other people in there. With a doorman. And 3 bartenders. ??
Then we went to Kurt's Mor, my all-time favorite Århus haunt, with the most character of any bar I've been to. Listened to crazy Danish music, saw some creepy guy from the Bazaar, made a friend that looked like Peter Griffin, and oh yea- watched 2 bar fights. Good times! When you start drinking at 3pm, sometimes you just don't know when to call it a night.
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