Get it? because when people are obsessed with Justin Bieber they call it... and and I am obsessed with August Bournonville... and a plague is more intense than a fever? GET ITTTTT? Yeah, sometimes I try really hard and am still not funny. I assume you can at least understand that.
Monday night I saw Napoli at the Royal Theatre danced by the Royal Danish Ballet. Quick explanation of who August Bournonville was: childhood bffs with H.C. Andersen, dancer, super famous choreographer, most influential ballet master the Danish Royal Ballet ever had. So Napoli was choreographed by Bournonville. The Royal Danish Ballet is trained in the Bournonville style. And I saw it performed in a theatre that Bournonville helped design before his death a few years later. I was very excited. The ballet was interesting and act 2 was completely redone (because it is usually the act that people skip), and all in all I greatly enjoyed it, although I was not really a fan of some of the people I was sitting near. The theatre was unlike anything I have ever seen a show in before. It looked royal. Everything was red velvet and gold, and even though it is a small theatre it feels very grand. There are statues and chandeliers and it really takes you back in time to when it was built (late 1800's).
Today we went to the WWII Danish Resistance Museum for my Danish class. It is SO interesting to see Nazism from the viewpoint of a country that was occupied, and I am kinda a Holocaust nerd anyways so it was great. Then I fainted. It was almost at the end of our tour and I felt very suddenly like I was going to throw up, then I felt my face drain and then explode with heat and I got very dizzy. I told my teacher I needed to sit down and the next thing I remember I was sitting on some stairs with my head on my lap and a glass of water next to me. I did not faint faint, but I was about to and it was definitely a scary moment. I have not actually fainted since my freshman year of high school, but I remember how it feels. Almost the same exact thing as today happened today happened to me on the plane over here, and it scares me that it has happened twice in a little over 2 months. My teacher took me home in a cab and I was getting better until I had to walk the million stairs up to my house, in which case I got very dizzy again. I thought it was important to eat, and then I went to lie down and slept. My teacher called to check up on me, she really is the sweetest lady in the world.
I have quite a lot of angry words and a rant prepared for another aspect of my life, but I feel that the audience of this blog is not the time or the place. Michelle and I had a nice(ish) chat about it anyways and at least she feels similarly so I know I am not alone.
My plane leaves for Geneva in 4 days and I still have virtually nothing planned.
Tonight Grace and I got sushi. The Danish man at the table next to us kept commenting on our conversation and I was highly amused.
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