<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/"><channel><title><![CDATA[Posts tagged 'Denmark' — Typing with mittens on]]></title><description><![CDATA[Rachel Evans writes about tech, Denmark, and probably other stuff]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/tag/denmark/</link><image><url>https://rachelevans.org/blog/assets/favicon.png</url><title>Posts tagged &apos;Denmark&apos; — Typing with mittens on</title><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/tag/denmark/</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2026 09:07:06 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://rachelevans.org/blog/tag/denmark/rss/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2026 09:07:06 GMT</pubDate><copyright><![CDATA[Copyright 2026 Rachel Evans]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en-gb]]></language><managingEditor><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></managingEditor><webMaster><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></webMaster><ttl>180</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[Copenhagen Metro: M3 "Cityringen"]]></title><description><![CDATA[I love exploring stations. I've visited all 270 stations on the London Underground network. So when a whole new metro line opened here in my home city, I knew I had to explore. Let's see what it's like, shall we?]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/a-tour-of-copenhagens-m3-cityringen/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5e1a22d906c3f00001ea8596</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jan 2020 22:28:13 GMT</pubDate><media:content url="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2914.jpg" medium="image"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2914.jpg" alt="Copenhagen Metro: M3 &quot;Cityringen&quot;"><p>Ever since I started visiting Denmark in March 2018, there was a lot of building work going on. Well, it&#x27;s a city, I suppose there always is; but in particular, the city squares <em>Rådhuspladsen</em> and <em>Kongens Nytorv</em> were something like 75% closed off and behind building hoardings. And scattered around the city, 15 more building sites, all preparing the way for something that, for me at least, was rather exciting: the creation of a whole new Metro line, with 15 new stations, and two existing stations extended to provide interchange points.</p><p>A month or so before I first visited Copenhagen, I thought one evening &quot;I know, let&#x27;s find a map of the metro network – familiarise myself with it bit before I get there&quot;. And I looked it up, and found it, and thought: is that it?</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/CPH-Metro.png" class="kg-image" alt="A very simple metro map: 2 lines in a Y shape. 9 stations are shared between M1 and M2, plus M1 has 6 of its own, and M2 has 7."/><figcaption>Is that it? In 2018: yes. Yes it was.</figcaption></figure><p>I&#x27;d been working in London for the last ten years, and London&#x27;s tube network looks like this:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/London-tube-fb5aeb0f80f593fc226cc6180982482f.png" class="kg-image" alt="The Transport For London map, showing the tangle of 16 or so lines and 300+ stations which make up the network"/><figcaption>The London Underground, Overground, and DLR networks. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VLCvqAZo5kQ">Wombles</a> optional.</figcaption></figure><p>In fact I was part-way through my effort to visit every single one of London&#x27;s tube stations - all 270 of them - and find the <a href="https://art.tfl.gov.uk/labyrinth/">labyrinth</a> in each station. I didn&#x27;t quite get to complete this before I left the UK to go and live in Denmark, in January 2019; but I have now visited all 270 of London&#x27;s tube stations, and found / photographed / documented the labyrinth in 267 of them (the other 3 are currently absent).</p><p>So anyway, back to Copenhagen: two lines, 22 stations. This network opened in 2002, so it&#x27;s all very modern, <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_the_London_Underground">compared to London</a>. The trains are small and driverless, the ride is smooth, the stations are small and efficient, and it just works. Though, I have to say ... they&#x27;re rather <em>dull</em>. After having toured London&#x27;s network, I <em>loved</em> seeing the variety of the stations: a huge variety of architecture and character and scale and flow and ... just brilliant, I&#x27;m so glad I&#x27;ve visited them all! But Copenhagen&#x27;s ... well, it just doesn&#x27;t have the history yet. And of the M1 and M2 line stations, 13 are on the surface, and 9 subterranean. And of those 9, they are uniformly dull, and grey. Sorry, but they are.</p><p>So, back that building work: a new metro line, &quot;M3&quot; Cityringen. I moved to live in Copenhagen in January 2019, and throughout the course of the year, gradually the two main building sites, Rådhuspladsen and Kongens Nytorv, became smaller and smaller, as the work neared completion. And finally, on Sunday 29th of September, 2019, the line opened!</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2297.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="On a speckled grey tiled background, the metro logo (which is a red &#x27;M&#x27; on top of a thick red rectangle), and &#x27;2019&#x27; in silvery metallic figures."/><figcaption>Exciting!</figcaption></figure><p>With M3 Cityringen the network grew from 22 stations to 37; in 2020 we&#x27;re expecting part of the M4 line to open, with two more stations (Nordhavn and Orientkaj), with the southern part of M4 coming in (I think) 2024.</p><p>I&#x27;ve finally got round to visiting all the new stations – trying every corridor, every stairwell, every escalator, and therefore I now have favourites and opinions and questions.</p><p>So, shall we get started?</p><h2 id="frederiksberg-all-">Frederiksberg Allé</h2><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2167.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="a modern building, at least 4 storeys tall (we can&#x27;t see the top), next to a pavement. The corner part of the ground floor is &#x27;cut out&#x27;, the building above supported by columns. There is a glass elevator head here."/><figcaption>The main entrance (escalators and elevator) are on the corner; the side door (under the &quot;M&quot;) is for bikes.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2169.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="A closer look at the entrance area and elevator head"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2170.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The elevator head, with the label &#x27;Frederiksberg Allé&#x27; and the line marker, &#x27;M3&#x27;"/></figure><p>Heading down into the station, the first thing we notice (compared to the old M1 and M2 lines) is ... colour!</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2178.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The inside of the station. The two large side walls are covered in rectangular tiles of various shades of green. There is white lighting, sometimes in plain sight, sometimes concealed."/><figcaption>A welcome splash of colour! Frederiksberg Allé&#x27;s theme: green 💚</figcaption></figure><p><em>Most</em> of Copenhagen&#x27;s subsurface metro stations follow the same template, with a few variations; and Frederiksberg Allé <em>almost</em> does too. The stations are generally well-lit and spacious, with long lines of sight. This particular station&#x27;s quirk is the entrance being offset slightly to the side.</p><p>One of the interesting things to look for in each station is the roof: some of them have genuine skylights; some of them are built to look a bit <em>like</em> skylights, but they&#x27;re fake, because there&#x27;s actually a building on top. Frederiksberg Allé has the latter:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2179.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking up to the roof. Three square sections, one of which has simple white strip lights, where the other two rise into skew pyramids, composed of tesellating triangular tiles, and concealed uplighting."/><figcaption>Not quite skylights. Pretty, though.</figcaption></figure><p>Almost all (or maybe all?) the new stations have lots of space for bikes too. Almost uniformly across Cityringen, the bike area is orange:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2174.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The bike area. A plain concrete space, with a long bike rack (wild guess: space for 120 bikes?) along one wall. The two long side walls are orange, as are the grips on the bike racks."/></figure><h2 id="frederiksberg">Frederiksberg</h2><p>Frederiksberg is one of the two stations which provide interchange to the old M1/M2 lines (the other being Kongens Nytorv). So here we can easily see the old and new lines if not quite side by side, then at least very close to each other.</p><p>Frederiksberg&#x27;s paneling is grey, but a much prettier and more interesting kind of grey than the old M1/M2:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2211.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Inside the main station well. We can see the various escalators, nicely symmetrically arranged, and we can see right down to the platform level. The two side walls are tiled in a marble-effect grey."/><figcaption>Frederiksberg: I love these big long lines of sight!</figcaption></figure><p>Here we see the old and new stations coming together:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2215.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="A modern and clean station interchange area, maybe 10 metres square. A (genuine) skylight provides natural illumination. A few people are here, going on their way."/><figcaption>M3 to the left; M1/M2 to the right.</figcaption></figure><p>There&#x27;s also an exit directly into <em>Frederiksberg Centrum</em> shopping centre (just like the other interchange, Kongens Nytorv, actually: that has an entrance directly to/from <em>Magasin</em>):</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2214.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Reverse angle of the previous image, showing the short escalators up to the shopping centre, and the stairs up to the street, and daylight."/><figcaption>Shopping centre to the left; fresh air to the right.</figcaption></figure><p>There are also proper skylights here, and the lifts, and an extra exit to the shopping center car park.</p><h2 id="aksel-m-llers-have">Aksel Møllers Have</h2><p>I rather like the texture of the wall paneling here. I think it&#x27;s rather lovely:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2258.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The station well (i.e. the large cuboid space, with the platform area as its base). The walls here are made of (well, covered with) housebrick-sized red-beige tiles."/><figcaption>Can you tell that I like symmetry?</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2228.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking up the end wall. This viewing angles accentuates the fact that some of the tiles have a diagonal, with different textures each side."/><figcaption>Close-up of the wall, with one of the CCTV cameras.</figcaption></figure><p>I also rather like its imperfections:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2261-1.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The tiled wall"/></figure><p>Other than that we&#x27;ve got the usual sort of set-up: main entrance with elevator; side entrance for bikes, wrapping round the back of the station:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2253.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="From street level, stood at the top of the stairs, which lead to the back door and bike area."/><figcaption>The back door.</figcaption></figure><p>Here&#x27;s a little detail I noticed here: where many older stations would have had a metal &quot;groove&quot; ramp next to the stairs, to slot your bike in, here it&#x27;s kind of subtly built-in: a smooth, rounded edge to the stairway, so you can get your bike up and down:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2255.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Close-up of the side edge of the stairs, showing the integrated bike ramp, and its curve to blend it to the wall (and therefore avoid &#x27;grabbing&#x27; tyres)."/><figcaption>Bike-friendly :-)</figcaption></figure><p>And we have rather lovely skylights here too:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2240.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking up to the three skylights. Each is square, with a centre which is also square (but offset 45 degrees) and rises to allow sunlight in. Around the sunlight centres, there are 8 gold-brown triangles, like petals."/><figcaption>Rather flower-like, I think.</figcaption></figure><h2 id="nuuks-plads">Nuuks Plads</h2><p>Now it has to be said ... not all of these stations are amazingly different from each other. This one felt rather similar to the last:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2274.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Side wall view, showing the brick-sized brown tiles. These ones don&#x27;t have the diagonal two-texture feature of the last station, though."/><figcaption>Brown-ish pattern on the walls. Not unpretty, though.</figcaption></figure><p>I love how light these stations can be:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2302-1.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="From one of the mezzanine areas, looking up towards the exit. Everything looks light and clean."/></figure><h2 id="n-rrebros-runddel">Nørrebros Runddel</h2><p>I quite enjoyed the slight irregularities in the texture of the walls here:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2312.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Closeup of one of the side walls, showing that the tiles are in fact bricks, with slightly irregular and rough sizes and edges."/></figure><p>Here there&#x27;s no proper skylight, so the roof is light, but not open to actual daylight:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2322.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The fake skylights, with their uplighting. Actually, these ones are darker than most."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2317.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Close-up of part of the roof, where 8 triangular metallic panels meet. Its asymmetrical: some of the points are very acute, some less so. One is almost a right angle. One looks like it might be obtuse."/><figcaption>Close-up of part of the roof. I like geometry.</figcaption></figure><h2 id="n-rrebro">Nørrebro</h2><p>At Nørrebro we&#x27;re back to colour, but more bold than before: red!</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2382.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The station well, brightly-lit, showing the two side and one end wall, covered in bright uniformly-red panels."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2342.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking directly up. An interesting mixture of black, white (lighting / sunlight), red, and a kind of gold hue."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2339.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Those same colours as in the previos picture, but now we&#x27;re down on the station platform. Wait, this is the first platform-level picture in this article, isn&#x27;t it? How did that happen?"/></figure><p>Actual daylight, too, so that&#x27;s nice:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2353.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking almost directly up to the skylights again."/><figcaption>The roof. Colourful, <em>and</em> pretty shapes. Nice!</figcaption></figure><p>There&#x27;s still a bit of building work going on though, to make interchange between the M3 metro and S-tog easier:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2373.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Outside, street level, showing the S-train line interchange, with escalators. However, they&#x27;re not ready for use: the area is a fenced-off building site, with a polite sign saying asking people to take &#x27;a little detour&#x27;."/><figcaption>En lille omvej? Intet problem. Tak!</figcaption></figure><h2 id="skjolds-plads">Skjolds Plads</h2><p>The walls are back to grey again here, but this time with an interesting &quot;wave&quot; texture, as they bow in and out:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2397.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="An angled view of the side wall, with plain grey rectangular panels. However, some or all of the panels are not mounted flat to the wall, giving a kind of gentle wave effect."/><figcaption>Wibbly wobbly walls.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2386.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking up along the join between and end wall and a side wall, to accentuate the wiggliness."/><figcaption>Wiggly!</figcaption></figure><p>Apart from that, it&#x27;s kinda the usual: skylights, spacious, back entrance for bikes. Good stuff :-)</p><h2 id="vibenshus-runddel">Vibenshus Runddel</h2><p>So it turns out that Vibenshus Runddel has a surprising unique feature: colours. Not just <em>colour</em>, but <em>colours</em>, plural:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2421.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Looking up against a side wall. The familar rectangular wall panels here are plain white, but each one is angled such that the top is slightly further in than the bottom, and thus the lower face of each panel is visible — just 2-3 cm or so. These lower faces are various coloured red, green, yellow, and blue."/><figcaption>Pretty!</figcaption></figure><p>Here the wall panels tilt back slightly, so that the underside of each panel protrudes slightly, and there&#x27;s where the colour is. It&#x27;s rather nice actually!</p><p>This station is in the corner of Fælledparken, so here&#x27;s the main entrance:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2423.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>This way up.</figcaption></figure><p>And on the surface, the skylights:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2434.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>Sadly the bike area &amp; entrance here were closed off when I visited.</p><h2 id="poul-henningens-plads">Poul Henningens Plads</h2><p>Another new feature on the walls here: an interesting horizontal/vertical rectangular pattern:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2447.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Thankfully not Tetris, otherwise the walls would be disappearing by now.</figcaption></figure><p>Apart from that it&#x27;s the usual kind of layout, albeit with a slight kink in the corridor on the way out, if I remember correctly.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2452.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Back entrace. There&#x27;s those nice little bits on the sides for the bikes, again.</figcaption></figure><h2 id="trianglen">Trianglen</h2><p>Light grey walls here, but they&#x27;re shiny! What it lacks in colour, it makes up for in light:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2905.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2916.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>This way for bikes. There are motion sensors on the lights, to save energy. Obviously nobody had been in there for a while.</figcaption></figure><p>No skylights here, though I&#x27;m not sure why, because there&#x27;s loads of space on the surface, if I remember correctly. Weird.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2919.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><h2 id="-sterport">Østerport</h2><p>At Østerport we&#x27;re back to BIG BOLD COLOUR:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2878.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>I&#x27;m getting ... red? Is it red?</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2884.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>It&#x27;s not really midnight. Or noon. For some reason quite a few of the M3 Cityringen clocks are showing 12 o&#x27;clock. Others have the right time. 🤷🏻‍♀️</figcaption></figure><p>The exit closest to Østerport main station is currently a rather temporary, rattly, noisy, and <em>bouncy</em> scaffolding staircase. It&#x27;s actually quite disconcerting:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2888.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Disconcertingly bouncy stairs!</figcaption></figure><p>Hopefully before long they&#x27;ll build a proper link between the two stations.</p><p>Meanwhile, a distraction: What are these? I keep seeing them but I don&#x27;t know what they are:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2893.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>?</figcaption></figure><h2 id="marmorkirken">Marmorkirken</h2><p>On to Marmorkirken, which is well as being in perhaps the most spectacular setting of all the stations ...</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2790.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>The Metro station, nestling just next to Marmorkirken itself.</figcaption></figure><p>... is also of a very different structure to all the other stations. I&#x27;m guessing they didn&#x27;t have much space to work in here, squeezing the whole station <em>between</em> the church and Store Kongensgade, not just on the surface, but subsurface too. The result is a station with a very different feel indeed.</p><p>The only long sightline here is immediately below the surface, along the bike storage / ticket hall area:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2836.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2837.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Just below the surface: the ticket hall.</figcaption></figure><p>Deeper than that, though, things are rather different from everything else. The escalators, instead of being formatted like this, as they are in most stations:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/most-stations.png" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Most stations here: the &quot;up&quot; and &quot;down&quot; escalators are quite separate, the two train platforms are on the same level, and the station isn&#x27;t that deep.</figcaption></figure><p>are, in Marmorkiren, more like this (excuse the quick sketch):</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/marmorkiren.png" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>The &quot;up&quot; and &quot;down&quot; escalators intertwine; one of the platforms is directly <em>above</em> the other one; and the whole station goes much deeper.</figcaption></figure><p>So the whole station has a very different feel: not so spacious, perhaps even a little claustrophobic.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2843.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Criss-crossing escalators.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2839.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>It&#x27;s much harder to illustrate the structure of this station, because it&#x27;s just so hard to see more than a little of it at a time!</figcaption></figure><p>The walls have this rather attractive marbled pattern, echoing the church above:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2840.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>And down at platform level, the platform space is quite narrow, and <em>not</em> backing on to the other platform. This is platform 1, the higher platform; platform 2 is below this.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2847.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>And right at the bottom, aaaaaaaall the way down, is platform 2:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2850.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2849.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>It&#x27;s all just ... different here!</figcaption></figure><p>Right. On we go. </p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2791.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="A closeup of one of the statues on top of the church. It&#x27;s a man who holds some kind of cruciform object in his left hand. His right arm is raised, pointing off at ... something. Or nothing."/><figcaption>&quot;Which way to Kongens Nytorv, mate? Ah, cheers guv!&quot;</figcaption></figure><h2 id="kongens-nytorv">Kongens Nytorv</h2><p>Along with Frederiksberg, Kongens Nytorv is the other interchange point with M1/M2 – the difference here being, because it&#x27;s so central, this station is built to handle much more traffic. It&#x27;s <em>big</em> (compared to the rest of the network).</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2683.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The platform area. There are a few people here. On the left and right, the glass safety walls, and on the left, a train is waiting. The ceiling is high, and includes two large fake skylights."/><figcaption>The M3 platforms at Kongens Nytorv.</figcaption></figure><p>Straight away this feels bigger: the station is wider, there&#x27;s more distance between the two platforms. The (fake) skylights are wider. The placement of the escalators is such that they don&#x27;t take up as much space:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2688.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Similar to the above picture, but the reverse angle. More people, boarding and alighting the train; a whole row of the skylights; three escalators connecting this area to the ticket hall above."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2685.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Closeup of the skylight / roof area. Nice triangular geometry with different shades depending on the lighting."/><figcaption>The roof of the M3 at Kongens Nytorv. More geometry. Nice :-)</figcaption></figure><p>The corridor at one end of the M3 leads out, down a rather long corridor that doubles back on itself ...</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2694.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="A long, plain, straight, doorless pedestrian tunnel. It is brightly lit. In the distance right at the end stands a person."/><figcaption>I feel like I should be about to try to <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuKqcfO31is">destroy the Death Star</a>. Pull up, Red 5!</figcaption></figure><p>... and then out to Det Kongelige Teater:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2696.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Steps up to street level. At the top of the steps we see the decorated theatre, here with a triptych of three golden relief-statues."/><figcaption>Steps up to the theatre. Rather grand, huh?</figcaption></figure><p>The other way, if we take the escalators up from the M3, we get to the ticket hall area ...</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2700.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The underground ticket hall, with people coming and going. There are escalators down to the platform. The wall on the left curves away out of sight, towards the old M1/M2 lines."/></figure><p>... which then leads into the impressively open interchange area:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2704.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="A large open underground space. Only a handful of people here right now, but this place is obviously built to handle large (for Denmark) passenger volumes."/><figcaption>Off camera to the left: exit to surface. Straight ahead and bear left a bit: M3 (and, in the future, M4). Off camera to the right: M1/M2.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2708.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Part of the wall of the interchange area: the signage showing the station name, diagrams of the four lines that pass through here, schematic map, and arrows indicating left for M3/M4, right for M1/M2."/></figure><p>Y&#x27;all know I like patterns, textures and geometry by this point:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2712.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Familiar triangular patterns in the roof"/></figure><p>The main exit, to where Strøget meets Kongens Nytorv:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2715.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Stairs and a glass elevator to street level"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2717.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Above the entrance to the station, the &#x27;M&#x27; metro logo, and the years of opening: 2019 (for M3/M4) and 2002 (for M1/M2)."/><figcaption>&quot;I&#x27;m both Bruce Wayne, <em>and</em> Batman&quot;</figcaption></figure><p>Meanwhile of course the old M1/M2 station is still there, though now with what I think are rebuilt entrances. It took me a while to figure out why there&#x27;s a step <em>up</em> here, before you go down. I assume it&#x27;s to stop too much rain flooding down the stairway:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2725.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="At street level, the stairs down into the back / bike entrance. There is one step *up*, before we then go down."/><figcaption>Mind the step.</figcaption></figure><p>Meanwhile the bike area here – you remember I said they&#x27;re nearly all orange? This is the exception. It features an artwork called &quot;Fra sted til sted&quot; (From place to place), by <a href="https://pernelle.maegaard.dk/">Pernelle Maegaard</a>:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2728.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The corridors around the back / bike area of Kongens Nytorv station. The floor and walls are all painted in bright colours. There is a theme of concentric / nested circles, sometimes connected to each other with thick, bright, straight lines."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2732.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The bike area. Bike racks on the side walls. The colourful artwork continues in this area."/></figure><p>I have to say, in contrast to M3, M1/M2 looks very drab:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2738.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The M1/M2 area of the station. While well lit, everything is grey, and looks dirty."/><figcaption>2002, when colours were considered too exciting.</figcaption></figure><p>Again we have the exit direct to shopping, this time to <em>Magasin</em>:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2743.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="The sub-surface interchange level. In the foreground, an escalator descends (towards the M1/M2 lines); a person stands, travelling, looking at their phone. The focal point of the picture is the steps which lead directly up into &#x27;Magasin&#x27;, a department store. During opening hours, as now, the shop has a flower stall down here."/></figure><p>Last detail from Kongens Nytorv: another artwork. I&#x27;ve seen it before, but never realised it was an artwork:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2745.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Information panel describing the art &#x27;Coloured Mirror Balloons&#x27;. And yes, they&#x27;ve spelt it the British way."/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2748.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Grey wall, grey escalators, grey ceiling. But up against the ceiling: a shiny red metallic balloon."/><figcaption>See that balloon? That&#x27;s art, that is.</figcaption></figure><h2 id="gammel-strand">Gammel Strand</h2><p>Alright, only four to go. Gammel Strand: another interesting one, and again, perhaps because of its placement: it&#x27;s deep, and built below the canal.</p><p>On the surface we&#x27;ve got the <em>Fiskerkone</em> statue back at last. Velkommen tilbage, fiskerkone:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2667.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption><em>Davs</em></figcaption></figure><p>The bike entrance is out of action still, so it&#x27;s down the escalator, or the main steps...</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2676.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Blue.</figcaption></figure><p>... and into a very long (by Copenhagen Metro standards) escalator, which is, for some reason, lit blue. Perhaps echoing the fact that it&#x27;s taking us below the waterline.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2677.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Trippy.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2651.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>&quot;Where do those stairs go?&quot; / &quot;They go up.&quot;</figcaption></figure><p>At the &quot;ticket hall&quot; level, we can stand and admire the engineering, deep below the canal (hence, no proper skylights here):</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2680.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2645.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>The curious thing here is ... when the bicycle area opens, is it meant to link in to the main station? I can&#x27;t see where/how that might happen, if so.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2647.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Interesting wall pattern. If you&#x27;re me, anyway.</figcaption></figure><p>Again the station has a rather unusual escalator layout, adding to the space available at the platform level:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2681.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Different escalator configuration, compared to most stations. Me, nerdy? Awwwww, you! &lt;blush&gt;</figcaption></figure><h2 id="r-dhuspladsen">Rådhuspladsen</h2><p>When I first came to Copenhagen, probably about two-thirds of the city square was shut off, as a building site. Quite the revelation, when in September 2019, it finally opened up, and the square was suddenly bigger! :-)</p><p>Rådhuspladsen&#x27;s colour scheme is a rather bold <strong>black</strong>, adding more than ever to the idea that this is actually a Death Star, and you should be humming the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wvpdBnfiZo">Imperial March tune</a>:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2596.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Dot? Dot. Also, black and white.</figcaption></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2632.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2634.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2630.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Big, bold spaces are the order of the day here. And in fact on most of the M3. Maybe the black makes it seem even more so.</figcaption></figure><p>Meanwhile at the surface, there&#x27;s something funny afoot. There are two sets of steps in, as normal (main entrance, and bike entrance), and there are also two elevators ... but one of them is out of action:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2626-1.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>No.</figcaption></figure><p>Here&#x27;s the main entrance, with that out-of-action elevator next to it:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2627.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>and here&#x27;s a little further down those same steps:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2628.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>so now I want to know: where does that door on the left go, and where does that elevator go? (Probably to the same place). The door doesn&#x27;t look like a regular service door – it&#x27;s too fancy for that, and it doesn&#x27;t have service-door-type-labelling (you know: code numbers, voltages, warning signs, etc). No, it&#x27;s just a glass door, locked, and blacked out. What is going on there?</p><p>Little detail: at the entrance to every station, there&#x27;s a door, which I&#x27;ve not yet seen shut (I don&#x27;t know if it&#x27;s only shut for emergencies, or maybe it shuts every night. No idea). The silver handrail, when necessary, clicks out of position to allow the door mechanism to shut:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2612.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>Of course to fit the station in, they had to get space from somewhere, so they made city hall, Rådhuset, smaller. But at least they added an extra tower, so that&#x27;s nice:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2619.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Mini Rådhuset!</figcaption></figure><h2 id="k-benhavns-hovedbaneg-rd">Københavns Hovedbanegård</h2><p>Almost there. Two to go. At København H, we&#x27;re back to red:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2564.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2589.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>At the surface, there&#x27;s still lots of building work going on:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2576.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>and apparently in future we&#x27;ll have a slightly slicker tunnel route between the main station and the metro:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2584.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>Mostly, these stations are very new, and still in very good condition, and almost everything works. Very Danish. Therefore, this amused me:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2595.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>Determining the nature of the problem is left as an exercise for the reader.</figcaption></figure><h2 id="enghave-plads">Enghave Plads</h2><p>So, finally, we complete our tour with Enghave Plads:</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2541.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>It&#x27;s a familar style, but no worse for it.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2557.jpg" class="kg-image"/></figure><p>The bicycle entrance here was, again, shut off, so hopefully that&#x27;ll be open some time.</p><p>So that&#x27;s basically it. I hope you enjoyed this little tour of M3 Cityringen! Now if you&#x27;ll excuse me, I really need to get out more.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2020/01/dscf2546.jpg" class="kg-image"/><figcaption>The outside world. I wonder if it will be friends with me?</figcaption></figure><hr/><p class="imageCredit">Sources for the two map images: Metroselskabet DK; Transport for London</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Is this thing still on? It is now!]]></title><description><![CDATA[So ... it's been a full six months since the last post, and I'll be honest: one of the main reasons it's been so long is that the scripts I was using to update]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/is-this-thing-still-on/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5dacb3c69ad556000105931c</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><category><![CDATA[this blog]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 21 Oct 2019 06:15:00 GMT</pubDate><media:content url="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/10/pexels-photo-907823.jpeg" medium="image"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/10/pexels-photo-907823.jpeg" alt="Is this thing still on? It is now!"><p>So ... it&#x27;s been a full six months since the last post, and I&#x27;ll be honest: one of the main reasons it&#x27;s been so long is that the scripts I was using to update the site suffered from a particularly aggressive form of bit rot. Which is another way of saying: I got lazy when I put the site up first time. Anyway, I&#x27;ve finally got round to resurrecting the site so that it&#x27;s in a serviceable state again, so here we are: another post. So, what&#x27;s new?</p><p>Last time I wrote about being &quot;on the cusp&quot;, and that turned out very much to be true. I wrote that on the Tuesday before Easter, while still living in Gentofte in the flat that I hated, but having secured new accommodation, due to start on May 1st. Moving day was <em>slightly</em> stressful, because for some reason the moving company didn&#x27;t understand how much stuff I had to move (even though I told them beforehand), so I ended up basically paying double the quote – but it got the job done. I moved into this flat in Frederiksberg, and its <em>so</em> much better than the other place. It&#x27;s almost ten times bigger than the room I lived in for three months. The <em>spare</em> room, which I used just for boxes and laundry for the first few months, is slightly larger than my entire room back in Gentofte. I like it here.</p><p>I shan&#x27;t ramble on too much longer, so let&#x27;s just have the short version:</p><ul><li>Dating: on hold. It&#x27;s just not that important to me right now.</li><li>Job: going much better after I moved to Frederiksberg. I&#x27;ve taken various holidays of course, mostly back to the UK but also to Esbjerg and then Munich, and Barcelona. I&#x27;m looking forward to having paid holiday next year. (Danish law: in your first year of employment in Denmark, leave is unpaid).</li><li>Danish: I still give myself a hard time, stressing over how little practice I get at the language and how rubbish I am at it, but back in September I passed the Module 4 Test without even realising I was taking it, so that&#x27;s a good sign, eh?</li><li>Friends: In terms of making friends in Denmark, it takes time of course, and there are various people who I&#x27;ve met, some of whom I&#x27;ll meet again, and some I won&#x27;t. In particular though I&#x27;m grateful for my friendship with Anja, and with the group of ladies I mentioned last time, and whom I have continued to meet ... I feel very lucky to have met them all, and to have been invited into their homes, and that we can open up to each other.</li></ul><p>Bit of a rush of catching up, this post. Oh, and also I might start experimenting with writing posts in Danish. Anyway, it feels good to have resurrected this blog. Hopefully I&#x27;ll have a lower barrier to entry now.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[On the cusp]]></title><description><![CDATA[My current accommodation continues not to be great, but I'm not done yet: I'm fighting back, and I think I'm winning. Plus, I've been meeting more cool new people!]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/on-the-cusp/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5dacb0fc9ad556000105930e</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2019 17:39:00 GMT</pubDate><media:content url="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/10/26467415972_7ef4db166b_b.jpg" medium="image"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/10/26467415972_7ef4db166b_b.jpg" alt="On the cusp"><p>Last time, I wrote about <a href="https://rachelevans.org/blog/me-denmark-and-the-lying-brainweasels/">the lying brainweasels</a> who had led to me believe that everything was terrible and that I should just give up trying to settle in here. Stagnate, fail, and perhaps worse. I&#x27;m happy to say that quite a few good things have happened since then! But perhaps one also not so good, so let&#x27;s take the rough with the smooth.</p><p>When I wrote the last article I&#x27;d just been to a viewing of a flat in Frederiksberg, and I was going to go to two more viewings the next day. Well, I did that, and the good news is, I said yes to one of them, and the contract is now all signed, and the deposit paid. So in a little over two weeks&#x27; time, I&#x27;ll be moving in. And even though that means I&#x27;ll be paying double-rent for a while, that&#x27;s OK because (a) the new place is so much more expensive than the last, it&#x27;s not really <em>double</em>-rent, in a sense, it&#x27;s more like rent-plus-a-third; and (b) because DAMN, I still didn&#x27;t realise just how much the old place was getting me down.</p><p>OK, so, I said there was a rough patch as well as good news, so here it is. All last week, I was away with a load of my colleagues, at a conference in Dublin. And the bad thing is: I let myself spiral into a terrible state of mind again on the Sunday when I travelled out, and I ended up saying some stuff, visible to the whole company, where I was just being really negative and criticising things. Ugh. The good news is that once this was pointed out to me, I pretty quickly managed to climb out of that hole that I was hiding in, and then enjoyed the rest of the week.</p><p>And <em>why</em> was I in such a terrible state of mind? (Someone asked me recently, &quot;What are you stressed about?&quot;. I replied that it gets to a point where logic has flown out of the window, so I can&#x27;t rationally saying that I&#x27;m stressed <em>about</em> anything; just that I&#x27;m stressed. However: something probably started it). Well, I think a good part of it was, you guessed it, my current living situation again. On the Sunday morning as I was getting ready, everything just seemed to be going wrong: there was no space to put anything down, my washing was in the way, the drier collapsed, nothing seemed to be where I expect to find it, I can&#x27;t sit down and chill – all because of my too-small room. And then, after that, progressively, less and less reason was required for me to keep digging.</p><p>But. That&#x27;s all in the past.</p><p>So where are we now? Well, half way through April, that&#x27;s where; and that means I&#x27;ve got two more weeks left in my tiny room before I can FINALLY GET A PROPER PLACE, and also two more weeks left on probation before I get to find out whether depression kicked my arse so much it cost me that job. Fingers crossed.</p><p>Finally, a few tidbits:</p><ul><li>I went on my first ever date! With a Danish woman. We probably spoke something like 50/50 Danish/English. Well, maybe 30/70. A fair bit of Danish anyway.</li><li>Straight after that, I had dinner with three other women I&#x27;d never met before – all Danish. This time it was almost all in Danish, but the downside was, most of it I couldn&#x27;t follow. But some I could! A fun evening.</li><li>And then when I got back from Dublin, I had a super <em>hyggelig</em> afternoon with <em>eight</em> other women that I&#x27;d never met before – again, all Danish. In fact ... I have quite a few thoughts on this, so I expect to do a separate post about this soon. :-)</li></ul>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Me, Denmark, and The Lying Brainweasels]]></title><description><![CDATA[When I moved to Denmark, and chose a place to live, I chose poorly. Then I compounded the error. And then, the Lying Brainweasels threatened my job.]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/me-denmark-and-the-lying-brainweasels/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9d25b011b34b000133e9c8</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2019 20:02:25 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some years ago at the BBC, there was this guy I worked with, who was really smart, and technically very good, but often had <em>terrible</em> personal skills. And occasionally – which is still far too often – he would be <em>utterly unacceptably rude</em> to his colleagues, using not persuasion and collaboration but aggression and anger to make his point. Then, he moved on, to go and work for one of the giant companies of the Internet, working in Silicon Valley, I believe. A little while later, we heard that he’d basically been fired from there, because his temper had exploded once too often (perhaps only once, I don’t know), and they just weren’t going to put up with his shit. And when this story reached us back in the UK, it was hard to have much sympathy for his plight.</p><p>I often wondered, as I went to work at the BBC, when I would leave there. I knew that I would, one day. I didn’t know when, and I didn’t know where I’d go. I certainly didn’t expect the answer to be Denmark – and yet here I am! Sitting, as I type this up, outside at a street café on Godthåbsvej, Frederiksberg – a trendy area just out from the city centre. And in fact the area that I stayed in, in an Airbnb, on my very first visit to this country, just over a year ago.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/03/2019-03-28-16.22.01.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Close-up of a glass of Carlsberg beer on a table, outside a cafe. In the background, blurred (but only a couple of metres away), a man cycles past in the bike lane. Beyond that is a road, a couple of cars, and an apartment building on the right."/><figcaption>En stor Classic. I keep forgetting that &quot;stor&quot; is as large as it is: 75cl (1⅓ pints).</figcaption></figure><h2 id="first-steps-in-a-new-land">First steps in a new land</h2><p>I did the interview for this job, and signed the contract, back in October. And I remember my friend aimee saying to me then that she was worried that I’d let the challenges of moving here get on top of me, but that she’d be there to help, and to tell me that it was temporary, that the problems would pass. So I quit my job at the BBC, and moved over here in the middle of January. And of course one of the first things I did, was look for a place to live.</p><p>My employer, as part of their relocation support package, provided me with a flat, for free, for 4 weeks. The plan was that I’d move over here, into that flat, then start my job two weeks later. And at some point within those first four weeks, I’d find my own place, then move there. And so on about my third or fourth day in Denmark, I began to look for places to live.</p><p>Here comes mistake #1: For whatever reason, I chose badly. I also chose quickly, within a day or two, which I suspect is part of why I chose badly. I probably should have taken my time.</p><p>I very quickly realised – even before I moved in – that I had made a bad choice. The room was small, but that’s manageable. It’s right next to the motorway, i.e. one of the noisiest places in the whole city – which is OK as long as you keep the windows shut and don’t let the noise in. But as the weather gets warmer, I’m going to want to open the windows more. I would say the view’s not great either, but as it happens, the window in my bedroom is small and high up, so I can’t <em>see</em> the view unless I stand on a box. But perhaps worst of all is: the only space I have is my room, and the bathroom and kitchen, which I share with the landlady and the other tenant. There’s no lounge to relax in. Well there <em>is</em> a lounge, but it’s for the landlady only, not the tenants. So apart from a rather uncomfortable chair at the dining table, I literally have nowhere to sit, other than the toilet, the floor, or my bed.</p><p>It sucks.</p><p>And I recognised this very quickly, that I’d made a bad choice, and precisely why it sucked. And I said to myself: that’s OK, I can deal with this. In a few months, I’ll move to somewhere better. <em>The worst thing I can do, is become unhappy, and not do anything about it.</em> I had recognised the problem.</p><h2 id="a-problem-festering-is-a-problem-shared">A problem festering is a problem shared</h2><p>Meanwhile I had started my job, and tried to settle in, and yes there were a few problems, such as the canteen is really noisy, but basically it’s OK and I like it.</p><p>Fast forward almost two months, to this week. The boss of the Copenhagen office, and the Copenhagen HR representative, called me in for a catch-up meeting: to review how things are going, after two months at work, and with one more month before my probation period is up. And they were, thankfully, very honest with me. Tech skills: great. Mood and personal skills: terrible. And if that doesn’t improve enough before the three months is up, I’m out.</p><p>So yeah: I had let myself become so unhappy with my home situation, and with (perceived) problems at work, that my moods were all over the place, I was often upset, I didn’t take part properly with my colleagues, and basically, it wasn’t fucking good enough.</p><p>What was that I said earlier? “<em>The worst thing I can do, is become unhappy, and not do anything about it.</em>”. So that was mistake #2: that is exactly what I’d done.</p><p>Remember that guy who moved to Silicon Valley, then got fired? Don’t be that guy.</p><h2 id="brainweasels">Brainweasels</h2><p>The very next day, it was like someone had just flipped a switch somewhere, from “Really fucked off” to “Happy”. Or like the fucked-off version of me – which I like to think of as an impostor, because the real me is happy – had taken my place, and kept showing up to work and pissing off my colleagues, and was on track to getting me fired – and now me, the happy me, the <em>real</em> me, had busted her, and was turning up to work instead. The difference was as night and day. A metaphor which, by the way, I note works less and less well, the nearer you get to the polar regions.</p><p>I left work, felt much more positive than I had in a <em>long</em> time – then fretted a little because my hair looked shit and I can’t take a decent selfie to save my life. So I thought: why not get your hair fixed, then? Go to a hairdresser. Address the problem. And so I did (I’ve made an appointment for next week). See a problem; see a solution; check nothing’s blocking that solution; implement the solution.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/03/2019-03-28-16.17.12-1.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Sign outside a hair salon. &#x27;A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life&#x27;, it says."/><figcaption>Well yeah, but correlation is not causation.</figcaption></figure><p>So why had I been so moody at work? Basically, anxiety. What was I anxious about? In no particular order:</p><p>– That my tech skills weren’t good enough; that I wasn’t productive enough. That I couldn’t solve the (tech) problems that I was being given;</p><p>– that I didn’t speak much Danish at work, therefore I would never be any good at Danish;</p><p>– that I was unhappy with my home situation;</p><p>– and probably some other stuff that I’ve forgotten right now.</p><p>Tech skills: well that “review” meeting had laid that one to rest: they straight out told me that on that part, I’m doing just great. So thanks, impostor syndrome, but no thanks.</p><p>Danish: while it’s true that I’d <em>prefer</em> to have more opportunities to speak Danish, and to be more immersed in the language, and only rarely use English – the idea that I’ll never be any good at Danish is basically bollocks, simply because lots of people have <em>already</em> told me that my Danish is really impressive. So for fuck’s sake, impostor syndrome, can you just knock it off??? Mange tak.</p><p>Home situation: OK, so this one is true. But you know what? We can fix that.</p><p>So basically I’d worried over mostly non-existent problems, but that worrying had caused me to become very unhappy and moody, and <em>that</em> caused <em>real</em> problems. Such as being one month away from being fired. Obviously, the lying brainweasels are to blame.</p><h2 id="an-eye-opener">An eye-opener</h2><p>Until last summer, I had spent 25 years or so living with Nicky. Then we separated, and I moved to London – at the age of 45, I lived by myself, for the first time ever. And I really enjoyed that. Then when I moved to Denmark, I took a chance, on living with the landlord/landlady. So I’d have someone to share my day with, and chat with in Danish. Well, it didn’t work out this time. So now, I’m going to go back to what I know: renting a flat, for myself.</p><p>I made enquiries. I booked some viewings. And I’ve just, a couple of hours ago, had the first viewing, which is why I’m writing this now, from a street cafe in Frederiksberg.</p><p>It was a 2nd floor flat, in a lovely quiet part of Frederiksberg, and around 50 minutes’ walk to work. Large windows facing in opposite directions. A small balcony. Bathroom, kitchen, a lounge, and three (e.g.) bedrooms. And it was fucking huge, and I could comfortably afford it.</p><p>I left there, and I was surprised how emotional – in a good way – I felt. I had started to forget what it could feel like, to live somewhere quiet, and peaceful, and with space and light. I had started to become accustomed to my prison, and think it was shit but inescapable – and this now reminded me that no, that’s not true, I don’t have to put up with this. I can do better. I <em>owe</em> it to myself to do better – and I owe it to my colleagues to be happier.</p><p>As I walked away, I also thought to myself: “What was the <em>worst</em> thing about that place?”.</p><p>Was it perhaps that it’s still being renovated, so there are building materials everywhere, and it won’t be ready for another month? No, not that. Perhaps that it was too big? Well, maybe it is too big, but that’s not the worst thing. Perhaps that it’s the <em>first</em> place I’ve seen? Ah, … no, not quite.</p><p>No, the worst thing is: <em>I haven’t seen any other places yet</em>. So I shan’t immediately ring up and say YES TAKE MY MONEY, because although I want to get a place soon, I’m not in <em>so</em> much of a hurry that I can’t do a few more viewings and start to narrow the choices down.</p><p>So tomorrow, I’m going to view two more flats – another in Frederiksberg (but not especially nearby to the first), and one in central Copenhagen. And maybe I’ll say “yes” to one of those, or maybe I won’t.</p><h2 id="fremtiden">Fremtiden</h2><p>I can see what I have to do, and I’m taking steps to improve things. Haircut? Check. Finding a better place to live? Check. Not being a massive dick at work? Check (but “not being a dick” is not a one-off event, it’s an ongoing requirement).</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/03/2019-03-28-16.14.42.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Lying on a ground, a piece of cardboard? wood? with a simple picture crudely painted on it: the sun, and on the left, what looks like a castle, smiling; and on the right, three small houses, who are sad."/><figcaption>Poor houses! 😞 It&#x27;ll be OK. Why don&#x27;t you move somewh... oh. I see.</figcaption></figure><p>I knew that setting up life here in Denmark wouldn’t all be easy; and I’m sorry that I allowed a relatively small, easily-solvable problem to get out of control, and become not only a threat to my current and future happiness, but to bring down my colleagues at work, too. Det var meget, meget dårligt af mig, og jeg er oprigtigt ked af det. 😔</p><p>Nu er mine øjne åbent, og jeg kan se vejen ligeud. Jeg ved, hvad skal gøres. Så begynder jeg, igen, at bygge et liv for mig selv. Og jeg ved, at jeg kan løse nogen problemer.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I moved to Denmark!]]></title><description><![CDATA[2017: I'm married, I hardly ever leave the UK, I only speak English 2019: I'm single, I live in Denmark, and I'm not bad at Danish Umm... what happened?]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/a-new-beginning/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c72671871dbee000124ccea</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><category><![CDATA[moving]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2019 10:26:46 GMT</pubDate><media:content url="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/02/2019-01-29-14.15.37.jpg" medium="image"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2019/02/2019-01-29-14.15.37.jpg" alt="I moved to Denmark!"><p>Yes, this is a bit late – I&#x27;ve been here over a month now. Whatever!!</p><p>So, what am I doing here? (No, seriously: what the <em>hell am I doing here??</em>)</p><p>I was born in the Midlands area of England, and moved south, to a little bit north of London, when I was 2 years old. At school, I learned French, up to the age of 16 – and then stopped. Went to university, met a girl, moved in together, got married. My parents weren&#x27;t ones for taking my sister and I on exotic holidays when I was young – a few trips over to northern France with the caravan, and that was it. And my partner wasn&#x27;t keen on the idea of foreign travel at all, and so ... we didn&#x27;t. So I settled in to a life of living and working in Britain, and taking holidays in Britain, and speaking only English.</p><p>And that&#x27;s the way it was, for almost 30 years. But now: Denmark.</p><p>So what changed?</p><p>A reasonably short version of the story is: my friend Aimee, who used to work on the same team as me at the BBC in London, had the idea, the <em>dream</em>, of moving to Denmark. And she made it happen. But also, along the way, I got suckered into the dream too. But whereas she felt more convinced that she wanted to move, and <em>could</em> move, I wasn&#x27;t so sure.</p><p>Around the same time Aimee shared her Danish dream with me, my wife and I started separating. So during the first half of 2018, as Aimee made more and more progress towards Denmark (visiting, finding a possible job, getting the job, setting a date to move), I was getting divorced; moving out of the town I&#x27;d always lived in, and instead to London; and just generally working out what I wanted to do with my life. Stay in London, working at the BBC? London, but working elsewhere? Move out of London again, but commute in? Move to the south coast? The north? Scotland? Denmark? Somewhere else?</p><p>Fast forward a little to August: Aimee had left the BBC, but not yet moved to Denmark; and I was by now pretty convinced that I wanted to do the same, but hadn&#x27;t made any steps in that direction. Until one day when my boss at work had massively pissed me off, and that night (about 2am, if I remember correctly), I started applying for jobs in Copenhagen.</p><p>So, here I am. My divorce is <em>almost</em> complete – I think we&#x27;re just in the queue at the courts for the <em>decree absolute</em>. My ex and I have disentangled our lives, but we&#x27;re still really good friends, which is great. I left the BBC on January 11th, flew over to Denmark on January 17th, and started my new job on February 1st.</p><p>I&#x27;ve survived quite a lot of change and challenge over the last 7 years or so, and now I find myself in a new country, learning a new language, doing a new job, and trying to build up my circle of friends here to be more than 1. It hasn&#x27;t always been easy, and of <em>course</em> there will be more challenges ahead.</p><p>But what am I doing here? Actually, grinning quite a lot!</p><p>I live in Denmark now, and am not too bad at Danish. How cool is that??</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Diversity at QCon London 2015]]></title><description><![CDATA[Diversity in the technology sector remains a challenge, with much work to do. How did QCon London 2015 measure up?]]></description><link>https://rachelevans.org/blog/diversity-at-qcon-london-2015/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">bc9eec2ad59f</guid><category><![CDATA[Denmark]]></category><category><![CDATA[technology]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rachel Evans]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2015 11:20:45 GMT</pubDate><media:content url="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2015/03/qcon-audience-empty-stage.jpg" medium="image"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2015/03/qcon-audience-empty-stage.jpg" alt="Diversity at QCon London 2015"><p>Last week I attended <a href="http://qconlondon.com/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">QCon London</a>, a “Conference for Professional Software Developers” run by <a href="http://www.infoq.com/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">InfoQ</a>. Three days of keynotes, presentations, facilitated discussion, and general open mingling with other delegates and and speakers.</p><p>It&#x27;s the first time I&#x27;ve been to this conference. I went because last year my colleague Stephen went, and I could tell from his experience there, and from the online videos of the talks published later, that this was worth going to. So I signed up for this year at the earliest opportunity.</p><p>It&#x27;s well known that the <a href="https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=technology+diversity&amp;tbm=nws" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">technology sector has a diversity problem</a>. Go to almost any technology event in Europe / North America, and you&#x27;ll see overwhelmingly <a rel="noopener" href="https://rachelevans.org/blog/amazon-web-services-fails-at-diversity/">white male faces</a>.</p><p>Today is <a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">International Women&#x27;s Day</a> 2015: so what have I learnt of the diversity aspect of QCon, and about the inclusion of women in particular?</p><p>Do I expect I&#x27;ll go again next year?</p><h2>The speakers</h2><p>For those used to technical conferences, you might be interested in taking a quick look at the diversity on show amongst the <a href="http://qconlondon.com/speakers" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">speakers at QCon London </a>this week.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2015/03/qcon-speakers.jpg" class="kg-image" alt="Screenshot of part of QCon&#x27;s web site, showing 15 speakers, with headshots, names, and 1-line summary. The faces show a variety of skin colours and gender expressions."/><figcaption>A randomly-chosen subset of the speakers from the 2015 QCon speaker list</figcaption></figure><p>When I checked and did a rough count, there were 123 speakers listed, and quite a range of faces.</p><p>Or, so it might appear at first glance.</p><p>I very roughly counted males and females, white and non-white. By my count, this year&#x27;s QCon speaker line-up included:</p><ul><li>3 (2.4%) non-white women;</li><li>5 (4.1%) non-white men;</li><li>24 (19.5%) white women;</li><li>91 (74.0%) white men.</li></ul><p>Only 74% white men? For the technology sector, that&#x27;s actually pretty good! So, that&#x27;s like, 26% of “doing diversity”!</p><p>Make no mistake: it&#x27;s a lot better than most conferences, by which I mean that it&#x27;s closer to being more representative of the population as a whole.</p><p>But that&#x27;s still <strong>78% male</strong>, and the world simply isn&#x27;t like that. (In case it needs saying: it is, of course, 50% female, 50% male, give or take). And this lineup, while being more diverse than we&#x27;ve come to expect, is still <strong>93.5% white,</strong> compared to 87% in the UK population as a whole.</p><p>Which doesn&#x27;t sound so bad, but does mean that if you&#x27;re attending QCon, and you&#x27;re non-white, and hoping to see non-white speakers, then instead of the 16-ish speakers you should expect to see, you in fact see only 8; only half of what it should be.</p><p><strong>78% male. 93.5% white.</strong></p><p>In this sector, however, 22% female counts as so far above the norm that it won&#x27;t have happened by accident, which implies that the organisers took deliberate steps to include more women, which implies that they care about diversity — which is great. But at the same time we all need to recognise that it&#x27;s still not enough, and we should demand more.</p><h2>The audience</h2><p>The organisers don&#x27;t collect the diversity profile of the audience, so that information is harder to assess quantitatively.</p><p>I tried two different (but similar) ways of measuring the audience diversity, and I admit, both methods are highly unscientific. Firstly, as I sat waiting for the keynote, I just looked around at the people sat nearest to me. Secondly, I took a photo of a larger area of the audience, and counted faces later.</p><figure class="kg-card kg-image-card"><img src="https://rachelevans.org/blog/content/images/2015/03/qcon-audience-dots.png" class="kg-image" alt="Anonymised representation of the audience. White dots and red dots on a black background."/><figcaption>(Partial) QCon keynote audience. Red dot = white male, white dot = anyone else.</figcaption></figure><p>Doing a quick sample of the 50 people sat around me while we waited for Friday&#x27;s keynote, it looks like about 16% female, 84% male. Which again, is a <em>long</em> way away from 50/50, and it&#x27;s notably even more skewed than the speaker line-up.</p><p>As for white / non-white: again, based on the people sat around me: roughly 88% white, 12% non-white. So actually, on this highly unscientific sample, this one&#x27;s pretty much on-target, matching the figures for the UK population as a whole.</p><p>The count of faces in the photo came to 82 white male, 5 non-white male, 2 white female, 3 non-white female. That is, 95% male, 91% white.</p><h2>On inclusion</h2><p>I noticed before the conference started that <a href="http://qconlondon.com/code-conduct" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">QCon publishes a code of conduct</a>, and it&#x27;s nice and clear, concise, and good to see. And with one exception, I neither witnessed nor heard of any harassment or anything else that would violate the code of conduct.</p><p>We&#x27;ll come to the exception later.</p><p>People with special mobility requirements were pretty well catered for (but it was hard to work out how to get to the 6th floor). Several people noted how the speakers would be using “she” or “her” more, to refer to actors in their stories (such as: “Your CTO says &lt;x&gt; and she knows what she&#x27;s talking about…”), instead of just thoughtlessly going with male as the default. Speakers&#x27; slides would include little stick figures to represent people — and those stick figures were often women.</p><p>All in all, a huge step (compared to tech industry norms) in the right direction. Sadly, the free tee-shirts being given away by the sponsors were obviously not made for women.</p><p>And, then… the exception.</p><h2>On-stage transphobia and its effects</h2><p>Just before the keynote on the last day, one of the track hosts, John T Davies, made transphobic remarks whilst on stage. It only took a few seconds, but in that moment, much of the good work that QCon had done was very quickly undone: I no longer felt completely welcome, or safe, or included. I felt threatened. At risk.</p><div class="tweet"><div class="tweet-author"><div class="tweet-author-words"><div class="tweet-author-name">Steve Marshall</div></div></div><div class="tweet-text">Incredibly disappointing to hear a track host (@jtdavies) be transphobic on stage at #qconlondon. +@qconlondon</div><div class="tweet-footer">Mar 6, 2015</div></div><p>During the next presentation, I saw the official twitter account <a href="https://twitter.com/qconlondon/status/573795750481641472" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">post an apology</a>.</p><div class="tweet"><div class="tweet-author"><div class="tweet-author-words"><div class="tweet-author-name">QCon London</div><div class="tweet-author-handle">qconlondon</div></div></div><div class="tweet-text">We officially apologize that our code of conduct was violated this morning on stage. #qconlondon #qcon</div><div class="tweet-footer"><a href="https://twitter.com/qconlondon/status/573795750481641472" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">11:42 AM · Mar 6, 2015</a></div></div><p>In the mid-morning break, I went to speak to the organisers on a different matter, but ended up talking to them about the on-stage comment. I spoke to Silke D&#x27;Alessandro, and we were joined by Floyd and Roxanne, founders of InfoQ, and Nitin Bharti; and it was very reassuring to see their obvious concern over the incident, and to see their commitment to diversity and inclusion. They said that they&#x27;d spoken to Mr Davies about the incident, and that ahead of his own talk this afternoon, he&#x27;d make an on-stage apology.</p><p>This conversation was great to have, but at the same time, it&#x27;s not why I came to QCon: I was here for the conference. So I felt frustrated that, because of what was said on stage, I felt unable to participate in this part of the conference, because of this unwanted distraction.</p><p>I joined the next session late (having missed the first half); had lunch, ate alone, my head still full of these distractions. I went for a walk outside, just to forget this, to be an anonymous tourist for half an hour.</p><p>Back at the conference for the afternoon, and the next two talks went well. For the third afternoon slot, I popped along to see Mr Davies give his on-stage apology (before I would then quickly switch rooms to go to the talk I actually wanted to hear). Unfortunately, for whatever reason, his apology came across as diminishing and insincere.</p><div class="tweet"><div class="tweet-author"><div class="tweet-author-words"><div class="tweet-author-name">Nov 19th, actually</div></div></div><div class="tweet-text">Very disappointing non-apology from @jtdavies at #qconlondon: &quot;a little joke can offend people&quot;. Frankly you might as well not &gt; #qconlondon</div><div class="tweet-footer">Mar 6, 2015</div></div><div class="tweet"><div class="tweet-author"><div class="tweet-author-words"><div class="tweet-author-name">Nov 19th, actually</div></div></div><div class="tweet-text">have apologised at all. Listen, understand *why* you need apologise, then be sincere. I think @jtdavies just failed on all 3 #qconlondon</div><div class="tweet-footer">Mar 6, 2015</div></div><p>I went to talk to the organisers again, to point out that the apology was not good enough. In fact, the apology itself was harmful. And all credit to them: once again, Floyd, Roxanne and Silke said all the right things, completely understood the problem, and said that they&#x27;d be taking further action.</p><p>I thanked them, and left. But by this point I was furious. I went to hide, to vent, to calm down. As a result of just a few seconds of offensive content on stage this morning, I was missing a significant proportion of the conference.</p><p>I managed to catch to the last talk of the day, and then, there was just one more item on the schedule: “Meet the speakers”, where the conference hosts and speakers are encouraged to mingle with the other delegates, and chat, share ideas, be creative. And it occurs to me: one of those other speakers is Mr Davies. Am I ready for that?</p><p>I seriously consider just going home. After all, there are no more talks. I could just slip away: many other people are doing so. I could too.</p><p>But I shouldn&#x27;t have to. I came for the conference. This is why I&#x27;m here.</p><h2>Meeting the speakers — and more</h2><p>So I went. I grabbed a beer. I mingled.</p><p>Unlike the other “networking opportunities” — the coffee breaks, lunch, and so forth — where the mingling seems quite random, here it seemed far from random.</p><p>A lovely lady named Vanessa came up to me, to talk about this morning&#x27;s incident. We compared notes about this conference, and past conferences, and how women are treated in the industry.</p><p>Then Roy Rapoport (of Netflix; this morning&#x27;s keynote speaker) found me, and again, we&#x27;re talking about the transphobia, comparing notes. About how he heard the comments, just before he was due to go on stage, so has to choose: make reference to it on stage, or act as if nothing happened? (He chose the latter, and I don&#x27;t blame him). About he felt offended by the remarks too.</p><p>Then Floyd Marinescu (InfoQ) again, this time asking if I&#x27;m prepared to meet with Mr Davies. I know it could well be constructive to do so; and I know it&#x27;s also fine if I say no. Even as I weigh up the decision, right there and then, I can feel the emotion, the anger, the frustration, the fear welling up in me: I&#x27;m still far too emotional about it, and so I decline.</p><p>Then I do some proper mingling: back to what the conference is <em>meant</em> to be about. At last.</p><p>As things are thinning out, I met with someone — who I shan&#x27;t name — involved with organising the conference, who offered an opinion on Mr Davies&#x27; prospects of being invited back again. Enough said.</p><p>Then, finally, just as I&#x27;m leaving, another lady (whose name I didn&#x27;t get) comes up to me, and again, it&#x27;s to ask about the incident this morning. So we chat, I do my best to explain what happened, and about some of the following chain of events.</p><p>And then, the conference is over. Finally, it&#x27;s time to go home.</p><h2>Fallout</h2><p>InfoQ&#x27;s commitment to diversity at QCon is clear, and is to be congratulated. I wish that more conferences and events were like this.</p><p>But, transphobia was on stage. On show.</p><p><strong>Make no mistake: incidents like this are <em>exactly</em> why diversity struggles in STEM fields. It </strong><a href="http://azdailysun.com/business/national-and-international/why-are-women-leaving-the-tech-industry-in-droves/article_82c3cfa2-bdee-5cff-bba1-29ff5abdbaf0.html" rel="noopener ugc nofollow"><strong>drives people away</strong></a><strong>.</strong></p><p>What frustrates me so much about this is the uneven effect that such incidents have: I&#x27;m assuming that of the 1400 or so people attending, approximately 1399 of them didn&#x27;t then spend a significant proportion of the day <em>not</em> focusing on the conference because of this.</p><p><a href="http://whatever.scalzi.com/2012/05/15/straight-white-male-the-lowest-difficulty-setting-there-is/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">Straight White Male is the lowest difficulty setting there is</a>.</p><p><strong>The closer you are to being a cis straight white male — the more the existing biases of the technology sector pander to <em>you </em>— then the less likely you are to find something that offends you, the more likely you can just get on with your job.</strong></p><p>So the transphobia, on the whole, won&#x27;t have upset non-trans people, and they&#x27;d have been able to get on with their day as normal. In fact, they might not have even noticed that there was a problem.</p><p>In contrast, as a direct result of the incident on stage, I missed a huge chunk of two talks, was greatly distracted from the others, missed several of the breaks and other opportunities to network, and even the “meet the speakers” mostly consisted of people wanting to talk to <em>me</em> about the transphobia — not about technology, which is nominally what we&#x27;re all there for.</p><h2>What next?</h2><p>The diversity at QCon, compared to the industry as a whole, was good, so it&#x27;s clear that InfoQ are trying. At the same time, I believe they can try harder: 78% male is still too high, and they are in a position to change that.</p><p>I&#x27;ll admit, I was disappointed to see so few people speak up about the transphobia. <strong>If you see it, call it out. Speak up. Take action.</strong> Even if the offence isn&#x27;t directly <em>at</em> you, it <em>affects</em> you, because it negatively affects diversity, and we all know that diversity — that is, having the make-up of the people in the industry reflect the make-up of the population as a whole — is a good thing.</p><p>Will I go back to QCon in future? Probably. The conference was well-run, with good content, and InfoQ&#x27;s commitment to diversity is clear to see, not only from the speaker line-up, but also from their reaction to the unfortunate event of Friday morning.</p><p>But in future, can we get women&#x27;s tee-shirts too? That&#x27;d be just great :-)</p><hr/><p>Update, Monday 9th March: On Friday, Floyd sent me Mr Davies&#x27; written apology, asking for my thoughts. I&#x27;m sad to say that this written apology was deeply troubling in its tone — &quot;completely unacceptable&quot; is I think also accurate.</p><hr/><p><i>March 8th is <a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">International Women&#x27;s Day</a>, celebrating the achievements of <a href="http://www.advocate.com/politics/transgender/2014/03/07/googles-international-womens-day-doodle-includes-trans-women" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">all women</a> and calling for greater equality. Together we can <a href="https://twitter.com/search?q=%23makeithappen&amp;src=typd" rel="noopener ugc nofollow">make it happen</a>.</i></p><hr/><p class="imageCredit">Source for the speaker list: the QCon web site</p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>