Light and laughter filled the air in Dyrehavsbakken north of Copenhagen at the annual IB gala
Deep in the green and idyllic forest, a small and rustic cottage called "Kongekilden" (Spring of Kings) hosted the annual IB Gala 2009, after the IB third year students had successfully handed in their bachelor theses.
Despite the usual unpredictable Danish weather, all students had dressed up; the guys in elegant black suits, and the girls in their most fantastic evening dresses. That it was going to be one special evening was already clear when they met up at the busses going to "Kongekilden". Everywhere you looked you saw smiles on the students' faces, girls with colourful flowers in their hands, and guys with flashy bow-ties. And on the way to the venue nobody took notice of the awful rain and the black skies: After a couple of years in Denmark, even the exchange students were used to the climate.
It had been a long and hard year for all students. But as soon as they entered "Kongekilden" and had their welcome drink, each and every one of them forgot about Financial Accounting exams and theses. It was time to celebrate themselves and life with a three-course dinner and some glasses of wine. When the wonderful hosts from IB second year, Pernilla, Jenny and André announced that the night would include the traditional Danish dance "Les Lanciers" and an awards show, even the Bee Gees could not have smiled broader than the students.
Soon the scent of delicious salmon, spiced potatoes, and mouth-watering veal steaks filled the room. Clinking glasses, cheerful laughing and loud skåls echoed from wall to wall, and from table to table. The business students might have thought of a Danish company when they said that this was "probably the best party".
After the main course it was time for "Les Lanciers". Few Danish students could remember the dance from their high school years, and even fewer from abroad had ever heard about. Nevertheless all couples succeeded in dancing the dance almost perfectly. The graceful guys swung around the merry girls while cameras flashed, and even the spectators could not resist dancing wherever there was just a little room. This was a night that the first year students would eagerly anticipate the coming years and that the third year students would remember for a long time. And it is a night that future students can only look forward to.
Casper Bek
Last updated by Andrew Arnold 26/06/2009