Dancing in Denmark


It’s been a while since I’ve written a travel post. It takes me a while to really think about things, and they’re long posts, and I’ve been busy. But I realized that I was travelling in July and it is now December and that is way, way too long to save a post for, even for me. I have three more to write, including this one, and my goal is to have them done for Christmas, which sounds a lot easier than it will probably be in reality.


My best friend, Carley, and I decided that while I was in Europe, we were going to choose one city to explore together, even if it was a little further and a little more expensive to get to than most of my other stops. It was between Prague, Budapest, and Copenhagen, and we chose the latter mainly because it was the most practical option for only 3 days. Hungary and the Czech Republic will have to wait for another trip.



We booked a bus on a Friday morning, leaving from Hamburg, which was where I was staying at that point. When we got to the bus station, it became apparent that our bus was overbooked, so after a couple of hours of waiting, we gave up our seats when they offered to pay for a taxi to drive us to Denmark. It seemed more comfortable and we for some reason found it quite funny, so we joined 4 other passengers (mostly people travelling for work, I think) in a van cab and headed to Copenhagen. Our route included a short and windy, but very beautiful, ferry ride across the Baltic Sea. We arrived in Denmark in the early afternoon and eventually found our hostel, despite having nearly dead phones and no map.


Right away, we decided to go to the Tivoli Gardens. I know this might not have been the best way to explore the city, but we both really wanted to go on some crazy rides. We found out that our timing was perfect, because it turned out that Passenger was playing at the Tivoli that night, and our passes got us free access. We were SO excited. So we spent the day going on the craziest rides we could find, including this one. Ah! We ventured out of the park for dinner, eventually deciding on a cafe called Paludan. It was a lovely coffee shop/bar food kind of place that had walls lined with books, which you were invited to read. It was the kind of place you wanted to hang out at for a couple of hours, but we didn’t really have time. If I remember correctly, we shared nachos, a burger, and had some beers (I know, how lame of us) and headed back to our hostel to change before the concert.


Passenger was honestly amazing. I hadn’t heard a lot from him before the concert, so didn’t really know what to expect. He was so captivating and honest and seemed ridiculously personable, and I was so impressed by him and his voice and his stage presence (he doesn’t even have a band!)


The next morning, we rented bikes and then set out to find the most trendy brunch place, Kalaset. After about an hour of riding back and forth and a fair amount of navigational arguments, we found an adorable little restaurant tucked into a quiet corner and ate the most delicious pancakes I have possibly ever had. And if you’re a regular reader, you know the kind of standards I have for pancakes. Afterwards, we headed over to Nyhavn and the Little Mermaid statue for some photo ops, then checked out Christiania (we just looked!) and climbed to the top of the Church of Our Saviour with some amazing views of the city.


If this sounds like a lot to do in one day, it was. But since we rented bikes, and Copenhagen is actually really easy to get around, we were able to see a lot more than I thought we would. After climbing the church, we rented kayaks and took a little self-guided canal tour. This might have been my favourite part of the weekend. I was very impressed by my ability to stay upright in a kayak, and it was a really great, different way to see the city. Just before it started to pour, we made it to Mother, a delicious pizza kitchen in the meatpacking district, where we sat under a covered patio wrapped in blankets next to heat lamps, eating pizza. It was lovely. If I’m not mistaken, I’m pretty sure it was “hygge”; the danish word for “coziness” or “creating intimacy”. Later that night, we headed back to the meatpacking district to hit some warehouse clubs and dance the night away.


Unfortunately, it poured for most of our last day. We checked out some stores around Strøget and then went to an indoor food market called Torvehallerne, where we ate amazing fish tacos and I bought black liquorice for family back home. We ended up catching a ride back to Hamburg in the late afternoon with a guy in a Mini Cooper who we found on a carpooling website, because we forgot to book return tickets and then couldn’t find any so almost got stuck in Copenhagen. He actually ended up being very nice and uncreepy, which was a nice bonus. Back in Hamburg, we went to the World Cup Final viewing, but couldn’t stay because I had to catch a bus to Brussels and Carley had to head back to Bremen. So even though I can say I was in Germany when they won the World Cup, I actually didn’t see the end of the game… I’m kind of sad about that.



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