So as you all know, I went to Denmark last weekend. And as you all know, I have not really written anything about it. Mainly because I was tired. Why was I tired you ask? Because Libby’s sleep schedule got quite the run around this weekend. It all started with my 5 am wake up call Saturday morning. (I missed the price cut off day for Friday by one night because of the stupid black out.) Since I have never been one to do things before the last minute, I had to make sure I got up in plenty of time to back my backpack for the weekend. Fortunately I have a travel bag with all the necessities, so all I had to do was throw some clothes in a bag in the hopes that my choices would keep me warm. Then I met Suzan in the main house where she was ready to drive me to the airport. By ready, I mean in track pants without her contacts in. She was semi-embarrassed about this fact but I assured her she merely looked like a Californian. I was so thankful that she was driving me to the airport, because it takes twenty minutes by car, but over an hour by public transportation. Plus she was able to help me figure out where I needed to go since there were different lines and terminals based on where you were flying, your citizenship, etc. and it all had the chance of changing on you last minute. Everything went smoothly however and I was on the plane enjoying my coffee in no time. How early was it? Well here…
Anyway, I arrived in Copenhagen and exited the airport to be greeted my Mark…looking happy and as awesome as ever. We went back to his apartment to drop off my stuff and make a plan for the day. And our plan: Copenhagen. That’s seriously as far as we got. So we just headed out. But first…putting on about five more layers (thank God my clothing choices were correct.) Then we headed to the city center and started walking.
Our first destination – the walking street. Or shopping street. Whichever. Either way, you walk and shop. We bought some roasted almonds and walked around admiring the stores, but not going in. Past this we headed into the old financial/political/whatever part of town where there were lots of statues…
Mark thought they looked cold so he fed them some warm nuts...they didn't like them which was probably for the better since you're probably not supposed to feed them.
We also went into a beautiful church. We didn’t want to take pictures inside, but it was breathtaking. There were paintings, and sculptures, and decorations, and so many things. The outside was also gorgeous…
We also got a really yummy tart at this fancy bakery. Chocolate and berries, and goodness…oh…so good. Mark got some cinnamon twist thing that was also really good. Apparently, the people in charge of naming things were not messing around when they decided to give pastries the name “danish.”
Then we went to the Design Center, which is like a museum, but much more hands on exhibits, about forward thinking things. One exhibit we liked in particular was the analyzation of common every day things like swings…
We also went another museum, the Glyptoteket, which was filled with Greek and Roman architecture. There was also this amazing indoor garden filled with plants, fountains, and statues. But my favorite room was a giant hall with pillars and full body statues encompassing the center area where chairs were currently set up. Again, no pictures inside, but the statues were so cool. I’ve always loved Greek Mythology stuff, and this was my first experience with such a large collection of the statues of the time. I had fun going around to the gods and figuring out who they were. And my Drama degree came in handy when I was able to say which Greek and Roman poets wrote which plays. Oh Drama 40A…you did me proud.
Later that evening (after a nap of course) we went out to Christiania. It’s an old army base turned basically freetown Hippyville. It's really cool to look at. There’s no real police presence here, meaning the presence of many other things in the back alleys instead. There’s also no pictures allowed, so sorry. We went to one of the bars where Mark’s friend was DJing, and had a couple lot of beers and listened to some awesome early 2000’s music (“Getting’ Jiggy Wit It” anyone?) Since the booths there were quite large, we ended up sharing with and meeting these two really cool girls. We started a little dance party in the bar and later ventured to a much larger club called The Rock. The four of us hung out for the rest of the evening. Oh, by rest of the evening, I mean rest of the morning. Cuz it wasn’t until 5:30 that we were finally on the train back home, ready for a good night’s day’s sleep…
Word of the Day: museet – museum (Danish)
yessss christinia is so fun. lets go again i the summer!
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