Friday we began our day by going to the post office, only to find that it doesn’t open until 11 on a Friday, but 10 on a Saturday. Well, that’s random. So we walked over the bridge to Christianshavn.
The tower to the Vor Frelsers Kirke was still closed, which was sad, but we headed from there to Christiania where I saw my first spring flower! I was ecstatic. Absolutely ecstatic. SPRING!
Favorite building in Copenhagen
We wandered through Christianshavn a bit more…found a snail and a mafia bee with no wings or legs. Also discovered that no one can remember the word ‘weather vane’. When we walked across the bridge into central Copenhagen, there was one on top of Christiansborg, and Andrea asked me what it was called in English, and as always happens when someone asks me that, I couldn’t remember. So that night we skyped with Cassie, and we asked her. She couldn’t remember either, so we had to google it (what worked? “wind direction thing rooster”). Then, the next day, when we were at the museum, our guide, who was Danish, was trying to tell us something, couldn’t remember a word, turned to our T.A., spoke to him in Danish and asked how to say a word in English, and together they remembered, “Weather vane!”
I introduced Andrea to the amazingness that is Coldstone ice cream. We may be in Denmark, but wherever one has an opportunity for Coldstone, one should immediately take it. (Especially as those opportunities can be limited – I have depressingly learned that the Coldstone in West Campus back in Boston has closed.) I have a new favorite combination, only found in Denmark – sweet cream with strawberries and dark chocolate pieces (the part that’s only in Denmark).
And outside Coldstone were BUBBLES! How can you get any better than that?
We then walked up the Round Tower, which I had not done yet. It was fun – the tower is one big ramp rather than stairs, which is incredibly easier to walk up. For a part of the way, while we could hear him, we were serenaded by a good street guitarist singing very good oldies. And then he sang a Danish song, which made me happy.
The sign is clearly telling me to stick my head out and be "!"
So I made an "!" face.
Probably the cutest anatomically incorrect thing I have ever seen.
Because of my terrible sense with street names and our own love of walking aimlessly, we wandered a bit and ended up finding my new favorite street – Skt Peder’s Straede. It’s absolutely adorable.
From there we went to the Assistens Cemetery, where Kierkegaard and Hans Christian Andersen and other famous people are buried. It’s an absolutely gorgeous place! Cemeteries, it seems, or at least this one, are used in Denmark also as parks, and there are bike paths and benches. It has such a calming mood, and I felt that the creative energies of Kierkegaard and H.C. Andersen permeated the area – so I’ve decided I need to return to write and study.
It only looks creepy because of the shadow. I have now fulfilled my modified bucket list - it was go back and time and hug H.C. Andersen, but this will have to do for now.
Can anyone say brilliant gravestone? Whoever lies here is my hero.
On the way home we walked by an area of old posters for the Mika concert.
Walking away, I thought, “Man, I should have grabbed one as a free souvenir!” Andrea rightly pointed out. “You still can.” Ergo:
I felt like such a rebel. Andrea was assuring me there was nothing bad about what I was doing, until I shushed her and told her to stop ruining my rebellious feeling. It’s exciting to have a free and much cooler-looking poster than the ones you have to pay for in my room.
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