Copenhagen
So, I just logged in to write about this past weekend, and saw that I saved this post, but forgot to publish it. So here… (I’ll add more pics later).
Just got back from Copenhagen. I’m not exactly sure about how I felt about it. Copenhagen was a city that I kind of built up in my head, and didn’t live up to the expectations. It didn’t help that I kept comparing it to Germany either. Fell short in every category.
Because I chose to go out drinking after the final on Friday, I didn’t wake up until 8am on Saturday (5 hours after when I wanted to leave). After an awesome ferry ride, and 6 hours on a train, I got to Copenhagen after is was already dark, and I didn’t have a map. Thankfully, with the help of a nice bus driver, was able to find my ghetto ass hostel with no real problems. I was actually quite scared walking through the neighborhood. Anyways, after checking in, I decided to go out walking. I ended up in The Old English Pub and ended up pounding back waay to many pints with a couple British businessmen that stopped in to watch the Liverpool soccer game. They kept trying to explain things too me. I guess it was hard for them to comprehend an American that knew how to play soccer. 86 Euros later (yeah, got screwed over big time on the exchange rate), I stumbled back to my hostel and fell asleep.
At 5am, the 5 girls that I was sharing the room with stumbled into the room. Literally stumbling. I think they tripped over every fucking thing in the room. And apparently, when they’re drunk, they don’t realize that their “whispering”, isn’t really a whisper. I felt a little better though when I rolled over to say something, and found they were all stripping down to go to sleep. That was a nice consolation. All they would have had to do was start kissing and having a little pillow fight and it would have been the best trip ever. Didn’t have that good of luck.
Two hours later I set out to conquor as much as I could before it got dark. I headed for the furthest thing I could find on the map, The Little Mermaid statue. I remember my mom complaining about seeing it when she was 17 and not being able to find a figurine of the mermaid facing the right way. I guess it was something about paying royalties to the city, so they just reversed it, much like the key on the Beck’s bottle. Anyways, I was determined to find one for her. I get there and all the freaking figurines are the right way. So I got one. Not exactly worth the 1 and a half hour walk, but the citadel and another fountain I found made the walk more worthwhile. After walking around the , I made my way back toward central station, taking in some sights, such as the Round Tower, a couple shopping districts, and others along the way. After that I made it to the most important place on my itinerary, the Carlsburg Brewery. It was nice. Self-guided, so I was able to work at my own pace. A little disappointed in the amount of beer they give you at the end, but it was really good, so I can’t complain too much.
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