Of all places!


Things you are prepared for to happen to you in Copenhagen:

  • being run over by a Biking Viking
  • being ripped off by the waiters of a hip restaurant
  • developing a major inferiority complex due to the pretty Danish women
  • constantly needing to utilize your umbrella
  • investing your entire savings into Danish design
  • fall victim to a major misunderstanding because you thought you understood what a Dane said

Things you are not prepared for to happen to you in Copenhagen:

  • being robbed on the street

And still, that’s exactly what happened to me on Sunday. In Copenhagen of all places. I’ve recently been to Lisboa, Barcelona, Marseille – always came back with all my things. But in safe, peaceful, prosperous Denmark, some idiot takes my wallet from my handbag while I walk. The thief must have been a professional as well and I hope he bought himself something really nice for the 10 euros he looted. (It’s so not worth to steal my wallet.)

Now I’m faced with lots of catch 22. I don’t have any ID cards anymore and no bank cards either. In order to take out money, you need to identify yourself. I have a new passport waiting for me (got that to travel to the U.S. next year) but I can’t pick it up without an ID card. I can’t get an ID card without paying for it and they want that payment by card. But I don’t have a card and can’t get a new one before I have an ID card. I seriously wonder how people manage that don’t have friends close by. If I hadn’t been with my friends yesterday in Copenhagen, I would have starved and not been able to travel to the airport. What does one do? Bother some emergency staff at the embassy? (What if your things are stolen outside a capital?) Go to the church and ask them for money? Or do you just have to sit down next to other beggars on the street?

Luckily, I was not asked for any ID when leaving Denmark, and my boarding pass was on my phone. It seems the Danes check who comes in but they don’t care so much who leaves. And Germany’s borders are open, thank you, Merkel.*

(*Danke, Merkel! is what the “worried citizens” (nicely put: Germans that don’t agree with the chancellor’s policy of letting refugees come to Germany, less nicely put: xenophobes) say in order to show that thanks to Merkel, everything is going downhill in Germany. The non-xenophobes have picked up this saying and use it to ironically blame Merkel for everything that’s even happened, including bad drivers, lost football matches and the lack of toilet paper in your bathroom.)