We woke up on Tuesday (6/26/12 in Helsingborg) and ran down
to the free breakfast at different times. The spread was huge. Cereal, cold
cuts, Oj, mango juice, bread, and all the other goodies hotels throw at you. I
probably scared the other guest with the amount of food and times that I got up
to get more food. When I was done gathering the food I had an open faced sandwich,
bowl of cereal, mango and orange juice, and cheesy eggs lined up in front of me.
After shoveling all of it in my face I went back to the room to get ready for
the day.
Luckily the ferry was only 2 blocks behind our hotel.
Leaving Sweden was exciting and slightly upsetting. Exciting because we were
heading to a whole new country, but upsetting because Sweden treated us
amazingly. The Ferry dropped us off at Helsingord. It wasn’t raining so that’s good
and the first thing we see is an amazing old building and a long row of bikes
right next to it, which is a good sign for us. We ride for two ours along to
coast towards Copenhagen and I started noticing slight differences. Every 3
minutes or so you’d see a biker in full race clothes hauling ass down the road.
You’ve all seen the guys. Tight spandex shorts, little jerseys that are always
way to form fitting and always tied perfectly together with sunglasses. Not
what we wear. We joke around about it, but we are a little too casual for that.
Once we went around a roundabout and saw a 12 year old kid in full racing gear
and I started to chuckle to myself. What a strange place. It seemed like everyone
was getting ready for a race, but on the other hand you also see men in full
suits on “fixies” and women in high heel shows on a town bike.
When we got to Copenhagen it kind of changed. Everyone was
back to town bikes, but the road changed also. There are three different tiers
to the road. The very bottom is the road where the cars drive, on the top is
the sidewalk and in between them is a path just for bikes and they follow the
same direction of the cars. Copenhagen truly is the best city I can imagine for
a bike rider. Also every 3 blocks there
is a bike shop.
We got into our hostel around 4 and got situated. We hoped
online and I sent a message to Sinead, one of the Australians that we met in
Jonkoping asking if they were still in Copenhagen and if they were going out
tonight. She told me where and when and we hoped on our bikes and met them down
at Rosie Mcgees right outside the center of the city. Sinead didn’t tell anyone we were coming so
when I went up to say hi I was surprised by their reaction. They all were so
shocked that we were there. The best was
Aussie Josh. In Jonkoping me and this
guy talked for about 45 minutes about how great the Notebook is and quoting all
the cheesy lines from it. Best way to start a bromance by the way. We all
drank, danced, talked, and ended the night with hugs and good byes with
promises of coming to Australia and them coming to Washington. I’m gonna miss those guys.
The next day they left for Oslo and Josh and I headed into
the city for some adventure. The people of Copenhagen seem to be very rough for
my American taste. No smiles when you
walk into a shop and no pleasantries from the hostel to the girl behind the
counter of the pastry shop. But the city is beautiful. Josh and I filled half
our day with just walking around taking pictures of old buildings and
statues. I hope we just caught the wrong
people at the wrong time and the rest of the country will have some friendlier
people. Women are still hot though so that’s a plus. Not like Sweden though.
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