And so we’re at it again. It’s not that I think we’re nomadic by nature, though glancing over the moves that we’ve done between us since you’d think the long arm o’ the law was after us:
- Spring, 1998 — Rikke and I move in with each other in Frederikshavn
- Autumn, 1999 — Move from Frederikshavn to Aalborg
- Summer 2001 — Move within Aalborg
- Autumn, 2001 — Move from Aalborg, Denmark to Dundee, Scotland
- Summer, 2002 — Moved within Dundee
- Spring, 2003 — Move from Dundee, Scotland to Aalborg, Denmark
- Christmas, 2003 — Move from Aalborg to Copenhagen
- Winter, 2004 — Moved within Copenhagen
- Winter, 2005 — Moving within Copenhagen
We’re both hopeful though, that this will be the last move for at least a few years. And what better place to move to than the middle of the city, with good friends as neighbors?
For those unaware of what this is all about, Rikke and I are moving to what is I suppose Copenhagen’s equivalent to 100 meters from Times Square. Though it should be said, as with everything else Danish, it’s not quite as ‘grand’ as it that comparison might make it seem.
As a young couple though, it is the proverbial ‘shit’.
So as we go about the tedious affair of packing down our current apartment, the B will probably not see a whole lot of activity until we’re settled. We both hate packing; but we’re both really looking forward to moving into the new place. We’re not moving until tuesday, but we’ve got enough to deal with until then.
So long; I’ll see you on the beach.
Good luck with the move gypsy! :-)
And to think that I live in the same house for 15 years…
Good luck on the move!
gl with the move i hate packing as well
I wish I was moving, just not this weekend. We’ve been living in this apartment for six and a half years… God, has it already been that long?
Anyway, have fun moving.
So you are also from the land of Jut’s… jydeland or whatever, these fancy Copenhagen people call us :)
Take is easy, and not too much partying now you hear :)
Looking forward to seeing your new place to get a taster of the ‘shit’.
I think there is a typo somewhere around summer spring 2003.
Good luck with the move – I was in that area of Copenhagen recently (ex girlfriend lives in Norrebro) and it’s lovely. Bit gutted that the B will be less frequently updated, but what can you do, eh?
“This way to clean Michael’s crib when he is at work” ;-)
Sorry, couldn’t help it.
Well, you get around :D
By the way, just out of pure curiousity, what Mercedes Benz is it you have won ?
And good luck with your moving from here too…
Happy moving!
I hope that you will settle there for a long time :)
Michael, on the move again I see..
Good luck with the moving, packing and unpacking.. and may the god of “drop-breakage” pass you by with no effect. :)
Wow, lots of changes.
I know how you feel about moving around a lot, my father is in the Armed Forces, and so by nature of work we move on average every year and a half – I have move 15 times in the 18 years I have been alive (most of them international moves too!)
Good luck and best wishes.
Yep, that’s a nice place. And as I said before, I’ll be cycling by there every day.
Good luck with the moving!
It seems to me that you will also be within walking distance to Fantask! I think that makes all the trouble associated with moving disappear as fast as Toblerone vanish around me.
CTM
moving is always good for you. worth the effort! good luck! take it easy.
Congrats on your new place. Not least the view to Isabel, or what the shop just across the street from you is called.
Hope to visit you again when you’re settled in.
And for the record: there was plenty of room to move both the couch and the bed up the stairs. The trick concerning the bed was to abandon rationality and reason and just push as hard as we could all four of us…
We’re so happy that you guys are finally here. No more weird people downstairs (well not really weird anyways…)
And regarding the bed. It helped when part of the stairway ceiling gave way for those crucial last couple of centimeters of space that were missing. Now where did I put that polyfylla…
You can run Mr. M. but you can’t hide….sooner or later we will get you…. ;)
I’m moving too and it’s been pretty hectic….I just hope you have more luck than myself…I have Satan him(her)self has my downstairs neighbour…..
Cheers
Isn’t that what ceilings are designed to do? The housing equivalent of a motor vehicle “crumple zone”. :)
When we moved into our current house, I had to actually take both the front door, and outer security grill off their hinges in order to get some “bulky” items in. It’s not so bad removing the door, it’s getting it re-hung that’s the killer..
You might want to change that from
it is the proverbial ‘shit’
to
it is the proverbial ‘the shit’
Because “the shit” = good, “shit” = bad.
Unless you meant that the part of town you were in was a bad neighborhood or something, in which case you should disregard this post.
Because “the shit” = good, “shit” = bad.”
Umm, word clovers? :) I don’t know, but the proverbial ‘the shit’ sounds too wierd….
But who cares?! now you live here and it’s great! Want that bucket for something now?
Store knus!
here i am poking around at the kubrick layout for the past few days for my upcoming word press migration and realize your in copenhagen too!
the centrum is too bourgeois anyways. i’m just glad i got out of amager for the last half of my studies here.
but welcome to the hood and this side of the lakes.
HA!
When we moved into an upstairs apartment of an home, the only way to get the biggest part of our collection of random goods, the leather couch set, into the apartment was through the second floor window. So we backed up the UHaul to the second (makeshift) balcony (it’s a roof), and dismantle the whole window frame (for the extra few inches) and in it went.
The problem was knowing what pains we went through would happen all over again, and probably worse when we left less that 18 months later over a “crossed-out” no pets feature in our contract.
So, yeah. the kitten was cute, just like in the new Fatboy Slim video, but cost us a pretty penny in moving fees and the stress of looking for a new place… Yeah, i could go on. It was painful.
Long story short: in my lifespan i’ve moved way more than the years i am old (30s). lived on 4 continents, and visited 6/7. Australia here we come!