Not just my mobile phone plug needs an adapter to match the Danish socket.
I´m looking for one, too (and a socket, tafadhali!).
These days I´m congratulating myself that I´m not a foreigner, but only a Dane who lived abroad for a while. After all, I still speak the language, I know other friendly Danes and I have previous experience with living in this place.
As lot of wazungu living in Africa like to state This is Africa, when they realise that there´s absolutely nothing they can do to make Africa predictable, to make Africa spin their way.
Denmark is so not Africa, I feel like stating.
Denmark is arranged, sorted and served in boxes. Predictable. Not very open.
You really need a key to enter this community which at the same time demands your full committment.
It appears to me that this country isn´t made for people in transition - the modern pastoralists settling according to pastures with potential. This country is made for people who are capable of thinking that the Danish People´s Party could be much worse; who buy property in stead of renting; and who don´t move in and out the borders according to their craving for a more diverse street scenario.
The modern pastoralists (whom I´ll be looking for) gather in pockets where you can postpone learning the language; getting an acceptable, full-time job leading to a career which will make material for dinner conversation; or registrate your presence (all activities which eventually will make you part of the Kingdom of Denmark).
It is just, that I love being in a place where transition is the key - where it really doesn´t matter what you really are or where you come from. I know these thoughts are dangerous. Eventually it will make me take up wearing vitenge in hefty colours to make a clear statement that visually seperates me from the Danes generally appearing in black, gray and blue.
Back to the mobile phone plug in the photo: In Tanzania and Uganda you buy these plugs everywhere (or you stick a pen into the third hole in the socket and connect). I even went out and got one in Dar es Salaam before departure as I knew it would be a problem).
Soundtracks:
Gi´ mig Danmark tilbage (Give me Denmark back)
Recommendable websites:
Borgerservice (Danish and English)
City of Copenhagen (English)
