First, we lived the luxurious life in the Delta lounge before our flight out of SeaTac. I took one last look at Mt. Rainier with Duffy. We were then jet lag zombies in Amsterdam, where we saw people riding stationary bicycles to power their phones and buying many flowers to take to the rest of Europe. We ate meatballs in the KLM lounge, also “potato dippers” for which the dip options were sour cream or lemon curd!
We were pretty zonked when we arrived in Copenhagen, but we managed to figure out how to buy train tickets on our way to luggage. We also found a fun little playground that I explored. DH read through some transit maps while we hopped a very fast train ride to our hotel. We were staying at the Radisson Blu Scandinavia Hotel, which is just outside downtown Copenhagen. It’s also co-located with Copenhagen’s only casino! (Yes, that’s part of why I picked it.) The view from our hotel room is up at the top of this post. We were in a great location, and the room was American-sized, albeit with the terrifying slippery high-tub/shower that seems to be popular in Europe (how are Europeans more okay with stepping from a wet tub onto tile as if going down a large stair?). It was an easy bus ride into downtown from an adjacent stop or the train was a few blocks away. There was also a gas station next door that was great for quick snacks and soda. After taking showers in the room to refresh, we decided to walk to Christiania for dinner.
On the way, we discovered a park where DH took a turn on a playground toy we don’t have in the US:
From our handy Rick Steves guidebook, we were informed that Christiania was like the Fremont of Copenhagen. It’s also called Freetown, in fact. It’s basically a hippie squatter village, operating as an anarchist commune within the city. It was getting dark by the time we made it there, so my photos are a bit dim, but you can see how it’s very loosely constructed. There’s also lots of art (graffiti) on all the surfaces. In Christiania, there’s a street market and food court. The food court has tons of picnic tables where people drink beer and play cards and backgammon late into the night. Pusher street is also in this area. While marijuana isn’t fully legalized here, it’s openly sold on Pusher street. In fact, I got into a bit of trouble because I was just randomly snapping photos and didn’t realize we’d arrived at Pusher street, where photography is prohibited to protect the vendors & customers. So, in one of my photos, you can see grass vendors and patrons. (A friendly local let us know that I’d gotten to a no-photo zone. I kept the camera put away for the rest of the evening as penance.)
We ended up going to a restaurant and getting sandwiches and fries. I also had the daily cake, which was a pear spice cake. Walking back was a bit of an adventure because the lighting was minimal, but we eventually made it back to the hotel.