Reprise of the Party Trucks

There's one important detail I purposefully left out of the above blog post dealing with our arrival back in Copenhagen. Our local travel itinerary for getting back to Thomas' place involved catching a bus from Copenhagen Central Station back to Christianshavn (which is about a 10 minute ride max). As we stood waiting at the bus stop we heard the faint sound of screaming in the distance that drew nearer and nearer. People all around us starting looking back and forth, waiting to see where the noise was coming from. Sure enough, a flatbed truck drove by with a group of screaming teenagers riding in the back. Our old nemesis, the graduation truck had returned!

Over the course of the last several days, we've probably seen about a dozen or so of the party trucks. It's mainly the same deal, except that there's no music blasting. It's an interesting distinction, given the fact that Copenhagen is regarded as a party destination throughout Scandinavia on account of its lax alcohol laws (open containers are legal and alcohol can be bought in just about any standard grocery or convenience store as opposed to state monopoly stores in Sweden).

Another important characteristic of the graduate partiers that I failed to mention before is that they all where these hats that are basically the faux ship captain's hats, as per Gilligan's Island or the Captain & Tenille, not to date myself too much. The band of the hats in Sweden were navy blue and the ones here in Denmark are red with narrower brims.

In any event, it seems that we won't be able to escape the graduation season afterall. Thankfully, I seem to have gotten over most of my crotchetiness and am rolling with it.