Vitamins are good for you! The February 2004 Copenhagen nodermeet

Why: Because ascorbic, in his determination to ensure that none of us catches scurvy, is coming to Copenhagen, Denmark.

Where: In what has by now become a quasi-tradition of Copenhagen nodermeets, we start off at a bar in downtown Copenhagen called Klaptræet, located on Kultorvet close to Nørreport Station (follow Frederiksborggade towards the city center from the station, and you'll be there in two minutes).

When: February 26, 2004, at 21:00, and until folks give up.


  • Definites:
    • ascorbic is the reason why
    • liveforever is the guy who has to teach impressionable young minds the following afternoon, and therefore cannot
      afford to get too hung over (unlike last time), but will definitely be there. He may not get drunk, but when did that
      ever stop him from being cheerful?
    • andersa says "count me in"
    • (your name here)

  • Maybes:
    • montecarlo is desirous of being counted among the incipiently present
    • (your name here)

How it went:

First to arrive was ascorbic, who had almost not made it, at all. Apparently, Mr. Vitamin had neglected to make a hard copy of the address of the nodermeet, in the vain and foolish expectation that E2 would be continually available. Of course, it wasn't, so some mobile phone magic was required. Still, he made it.

Next, in short order, liveforever and andersa arrived - and then montecarlo. The requisite number of noders being present, we proceeded to shoot the breeze, talking about subjects as varied as sex, noding, job experiences, and the odd distribution of noders in Europe (many-many editors in Bristol, and hardly any female noders in the Nordic countries).

From Klaptræet, we soon moved our venue to Café Klimt, further down Frederiksborggade (and closer to both the places that montecarlo and ascorbic were staying at). Just after midnight, montecarlo bowed out, and we went on to Café Sussie for more beer. A half hour later, andersa took his leave, and ascorbic and I went on to an all-night shawarma joint (I had a falafel, mmm... yummy!).

After that, it was time for a final beer at Barcelona, then I walked ascorbic back to his hostel. I was home shortly before 2 AM, and I am happy to report that I had very little hangover the next day. Not like last time - of course, my official nemesis had not provided any nasty surprises this time around, so that may account for my comparative well-being.

Things I learned:

I love the soft links this WU has attracted. Don't ever change, guys! :-)

I just want to point out a couple of things, as liveforever has pretty much captured the essentials.

Pictures have been uploaded to wertperch's website.

Notice the incriminating picture of ascorbic eating Spunk.

As for me I can only say that I had super fun evening. So much in fact that I didn't manage to get up for my astronomy class on friday.

Also I might as well just admit it. The great zen master of the Copenhagen Public Transportation System actually managed to miss the last train home. I failed to realise that the last train only goes to the central station, so that was as far as I got. I then decided to walk back to Nørreport Station to see if the party was still going on, but alas, liveforever and ascorbic had left for the shawarma place by then (I didn't know that at the time), and I was left to take the metro home.

Unfortunately a new surprise awaited me at the metro station. The metro doesn't run on regular weeknights, only on weekends apparently. With my final option closed my only choices left was to take a cab home, call my dad to pick me up, or start walking the 10 km.

I was out of money. I was too tired. So I phoned dad..

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