Copenhagen Carnival Day 3

Day 3 of Copenhagen Carnival. I show up around 4pm and immediately begin dancing. At first I am among the crazy few who are actually dancing seriously this early. Picture maybe a dozen or two people dancing, out in the sun, while the other hundreds/thousands of people are just lounging on the lawn drinking and smoking. As the day/night progresses, more and more people start dancing and I am no longer the minority. By 11pm, the whole park is packed with people dancing.

At midnight, Scott, Kyle, and I biked home. Scott thought it would be a good idea to sort of "connect" our bikes side by side, by putting our arms around each other, with Scott in the middle. For some reason Scott then takes both his arms off his handlebars and puts his arms around me and Kyle. As soon as he does this, he starts start screaming as his front wheel starts pivoting randomly and out of control. Shit shit shit shit, and he can't get his arms back to his handlebars for some reason so he's just screaming "stop stop stop stop!!!" Kyle and I manage to break away from him and Scott collapses on top of his bike and is sprawled out on the ground, laughing. We weren't drunk, by the way.

So I danced for about 6 hours yesterday. That was a good day.