It was off to Roskilde and the Viking Ships Museum in the morning with my Viking class! It was a drizzly day with super heavy fog, which made everything that much cooler.
The museum was awesome. It was, literally, dedicated solely to Viking ships, this particular collection called the Skuldelev Ships. I believe Norway has the best preserved Viking ships (which, with any luck, I shall be seeing in the summer), but Roskilde has the largest variety in their collection. These ships were purposely sunk at the end of the Viking age to serve as barriers for incoming, hostile warships. The longship has also been recreated, and has been sailed to Dublin and back. I so wish I could do that.
And then I took lots and lots of photos of ships.
How long is the longship? THIS long!
While taking silly photographs, I offered to take a group photo of a group of Americans. At the end, one of them commented, “Your English is very good!” Why, thank you, sir!
Back in Copenhagen, we tried out a little café. With still two hours to kill before Colombian dinner, we decided to walk to the Polish guys’ place. We still arrived 30 minutes early, but we had a gorgeous walk.
Rosenborg Slot
Østerbro
Colombian dinner was the first international dinner that I wasn’t the fondest of, mostly because the main course was fish. However, I do believe if I liked fish, it would have been good fish.
The rice was something unusual itself. It was cooked in Coke and coconut pieces were added to it. The rice was supposed to be drier, but no one had ever cooked it before. NO matter, it was an experience!
And, as usual, Marcin A. spoiled us with his amazing cakes.
Our Colombian, standing, telling us about the meal
There were a lot of people at the dinner, but most dwindled away so it became a very small, cozy group. We chatted, played cards, and just barely made the last bus home.
Sunday
I was feeling pretty tired Sunday. I felt bad since it meant I was less peppy and talkative with Andrea, but a dose of morning Mika-dance-party kept me going for at least most of the morning.
We began our walk at Kongens Nytorv where we came upon the soldiers and the band. That infused me with energy, too. I thought they were headed toward Christiansborg or somewhere, but they just came around the circle, so we listened to them for longer as they passed us by. Though tempted to fall in step behind them, I was not sure which royal building they were headed to, so we continued on to Nyhavn.
The day was sunny and bright, and Nyhavn is now filled with people and outdoor tables. It actually detracts from the area, and the tables block a lot of the buildings. I was sad to find that spring seems to actually have decreased Nyhavn’s cuteness in my view.
As we walked by Amalienborg, the palace, we heard the band once more and realized we had happened upon the changing of the guard! As I’ve been meaning to watch this for a while (but never realized where it happened), I was exceedingly happy. A lot of waiting actually occurs, and we weren’t sure if maybe we missed the main to-do, so I attempted to practice my Danish by eavesdropping. Didn’t get any information out of it but did witness an adorable interaction with a little boy and one of the police officers. I need to hang around Danish children more often, because that’s my level of vocabulary.
Face-off
To the Little Mermaid in her last days and further to the docks we traveled, then back through Kastellet to stop at the café I had lauded way back in January. It seems to be the place to go because we just managed to get the last seats when people poured in.
Goodbye, Den Lille Havfrue :(
Some crazy Danish art
Kastellet
Copenhagen described in a photo.
Tired and footsore, we called it a day and headed home for some well-deserved relaxation and Doctor Who. Then, alas, on Monday, my dear Andrea departed.
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