Getting Real

It is very clear to me that we are only going to scratch the surface of Copenhagen.  We have two full days left here, and today will be broken up because we need to return to the area of the apartment to fetch the bicycles.  But then, I guess there is a question in travel that is about what one wants to see.  I didn’t study up on the sites because I was more worried about the bikes and a new area.  I don’t really have an agenda or a must see list, not even the famous Mermaid.  However, I am definitely going to see the “round tower” mentioned by brother Ken, and Tivoli Gardens as urged by the “Queen.”

I’m just saying that all these organized trips, like seeing ALL of Ireland in eight days can’t be real.  So, I am content with getting the lay of the land, the culture, and appreciating the stuff that I do see. The rest is what I call, #unfinishedbusiness, a call to return sometime soon.

We got out to forage for dinner last night, choosing a burger place of some fame that started in this area, Halifax Burger.  It was not very crowded for a Friday night, which was good, and we worked our way through an interesting burger menu selection process, including and option to have some kind of potato pancake instead of a top bun.  We were starving though, so we stuck to the mundane and familiar.

Halifax Texas Style Burger

The waitresses were super friendly and kind and humorous.  They gave us advice for some other places to go in the area. I am stunned at how easily everyone here switches between Danish and English.  It is fluid and the culture clearly has a strong command of the language-no hemming or hawing, or pausing for a word. The languages seem interchangeable.  It is indeed, a happy place.

We made our way back to plenty of street lighting and a few pockets of Friday night revelers. The apartment is in an area with lots of five and six-story residential buildings and quiet streets.  Indeed, I don’t know if it is because we are on the top floor of this building or not, but mornings are very, very quiet.  And, oddly enough, we have never seen anyone else on the stairs. It’s like we are on a ghost ship.  But for every floor, there are two doors to two apartments.  And all of the apartments have elegant, standard name tags on the door, Marie and Torklid, Jens and Maren, etc.

Today we plan to hit a breakfast brunch place that was recommended to us, ride the metro out to Christenshauvn, hippie town, and poke around until we can get our bikes at 2 pm and be truly mobile.  So far the weather has been good to us.  Monday, of course, we ride to Jaegerspris to begin investigating Lynette’s heritage here in Denmark.

Here are a couple more photos of the apartment:

Classic SMEG Refrigerator

View of the Courtyard

Butcher Block Counters (Like Our Cabin

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