The day started off well. After an absolutely fantastic evening out on the town, during which my friend Kevan introduced me to Danish nightlife I rolled out of bed and headed to the common area. There I ate breakfast, changed and then set out to meet Kevan at the nearby 7-11. Yep, that’s right. I said 7-11. Believe it or not they’re everywhere in Scandinavia. When you think about the primary focus and business model behind the company it makes perfect sense, but you can imagine my shock. McDonalds? Subway? Burger King? Sure. Those are expected. But some of the others were definitely a surprise. 7-11 was the main one, but TGI Fridays in Norway was a close second.
Kevan had volunteered to play guide and show me around the city. We met up mid morning and then set out down the main shopping boulevard. We wound down past city hall, through several large squares and then eventually paused at Tivoli Gardens. Tivoli is a world famous amusement park located in the heart (and I do mean heart) of Copenhagen. The park opened in 1843 and is the second oldest amusement park in the world. Impressive right? From Tivoli we continued along the boulevard and quickly arrived at the central train station. The station itself is beautiful. A large sprawling building, it has most of the traditional charm of early turn of the century trains only unlike many of its peers the station’s massive ceiling is built from and supported by intricate wooden timbers.
After making special note of the train station’s location (I’d arrived through the airport, but would be departing by rail) we cut down towards the harbor. The route wound through ancient cobble-stoned streets, most of which were lined by trees and periodically ballooned into small squares. As Kevan shared random tidbits of Danish history and lessons in local culture we wound past parliament and the new opera house – a beautiful building located along the central waterway which feeds København’s picturesque deceptively named ‘New Harbor’ which was completed in the mid- 1600s.
As we wound past the harbor I was left with what seemed to be a perpetual grin stuck on my face. The whole area is a historic district dedicated to old “tall ships”. As a result, every open space available along the canal has some sort of aged vessel moored in place.
Some 5-10 minutes later we arrived at Frederick’s Church which is also commonly called the Marble Church. A large cathedral, it looks and feels very similar to St. Paul’s Cathedral in London and boasts the 4th largest dome in Europe as well as the largest dome in Scandinavia. The Cathedral was bright and beautiful with a very clean build and a massive organ. As with most of the great cathedrals throughout Europe and Scandinavia it leaves visitors feeling small, insignificant, and awed.
With stomachs rumbling Kevan and I headed back to one of the cafes along the new harbor. Over the course of our walk the topic of local foods had come up. To my surprise we’d pieced together that the origin of the US slang smorgasbord (an extremely diverse set of options), has its roots in the Scandinavian Smörgåsbord and more regionally the koldtbord in Denmark. Kevan suggested a restaurant with a spectacular view of the harbor and then introduced me to a beautifully presented Smörgåsbord. It featured a delicious dipping sauce, fresh beef, bacon, and fish as well as a delicious chick/potato salad. Good food is always a plus…good food, a bit of history and an incredible setting? A rare delight!
With fully belly’s we struck off towards the Gefion Fountain. A beautiful fountain that depicts the Norse god Gefion in a chariot pulled by a number of large animals. The fountain sits beside a beautiful small church and a stones throw away from Copenhagen’s old fortress Kastellet, or the citadel.
The old earthen fortifications are still visible and well maintained. The wide moat which surrounds them boasts a picturesque mixture of goldfish, swans and lily pads.
As we wrapped back around the fortifications and moat towards the main entrance to the fortress we paused briefly to watch a dog at play. Set to the backdrop of the cathedral, the dog slowly tried to herd a small group of lounging geese. The geese, who were anything but concerned, slowly made their way into the moat and then floated just out of reach taunting the frustrated dog.
After crossing a wooden bridge which included a draw-bridge esque component, we passed through the Kings Gate and entered the inner compound. The compound is still an active military facility with service men on site. As Kevan explained some of the history associated with the fort he also explained that he’d served a portion of his time in the Danish armed forces as a guard – which was a fun insight.
Enjoying the brilliant summer weather we continued along the top of the fortification, pausing to take in various sights. Some (like the photo above) reminded me of civil war era-fortifications along the North Eastern part of the U.S. while others were decidedly more modern. The most comical was a view from the fortification wall of the found Danish mermaid statue. Not overly interested in the statue from the get go, I wasn’t terribly disappointed to learn that it had actually been shipped off to the world fair where it was a piece of the Danish pavilion. I was, however, extremely entertained to learn that to make up for it, a webcam had been set up and was broadcasting an imagine of the statue into the harbor where the statue would normally sit.
Chuckling, we wrapped along the back half of the fortress wall and paused to take in a large windmill, which dates back to the 1840s and is still operational. The mill was built in case of a siege to aid in the milling of supplies such as flour and rolled oats.
Starting to feel a bit footsore we wound back the way we’d come, pausing briefly when we stumbled on a gorgeous swan resting along the banks of the fortress moat. If you could train wild birds for picture perfect moments, the swan would have been a prime contender. As I paused to snap a series of photos the swan largely ignored me, focused on its grooming and enjoying the afternoon sun. It was the perfect addition to what was already a picturesque backdrop.
Our next destination was the Freetown of Christiania. Our path wound us back past the new harbor, through a large central square, and in front of the original opera hall before we crossed a bridge and wound towards the small section of the city occupied by Christiania.
The walk towards Christiania was gorgeous. It took us over the main bridge, and across a second smaller canal which was awash in people resting, socializing and eating.
Though slightly less picturesque than their Dutch counterparts, the Danish canal system is absolutely gorgeous and adds a lot of beauty and extra character to Copenhagen.
As we neared Christiania I realized we were near one of the more unique fixtures of the Danish skyline: the Church of our Savior. To my surprise Kevan mentioned that you could climb the external spiral, which seemed like too tempting an opportunity to pass up.
The rout to the top was a long one, but well worth it. The first half wound through the internal workings of the cathedral, including a large room which holds one of the largest sets of bells in Europe. From there it broke free into the spiral which starts out fairly wide and slowly wraps upward. The higher you get the narrower the stair becomes before it is literally absorbed into the top of the spire. While rather difficult to navigate, especially given our collective size (we are both over 6’4″) the view was well worth it.
After taking a few minutes to enjoy the fresh air, and view of the city we wound back towards the organized chaos of the city. Eager not to get stuck in the bell room when the hour struck, we hustled down the stairs, dodging rafters and ducking past old wooden supports before pausing briefly to watch the massive mechanical clock mechanism slowly crank away.
As the afternoon began to slip towards dusk, we reached Christiania. The area – about the size of a city block is an odd thing. The buildings were originally a Danish military facility which was abandoned in the 60s. By the 70s, local hippies moved into the area and began to lay claim. The area has continued to evolve and was largely left alone by the local government. It has developed its own flag, currency, culture, and set of laws. Additionally, it is partially protected by a law passed in 1989 which transfers responsibility for the supervision of the area to the Danish government, instead of the local city.
As a hippy mecca, the area is most famous for having a lax/largely unregulated approach to soft drugs (though all hard drugs have been banned via a local law) and in many ways acts as the Danish equivalent to Amsterdam’s coffee houses. Weed and Hash are openly sold along the central street from freestanding stalls. That said, there’s far more to Christiania than just soft drugs. The area is awash in art, music, crafts and food. As we walked through the small area, there were a series of musicians performing, sandwiched between shops selling everything from silly tourist knickknacks to a plethora of Christiania-specific items, most of which sport the local flag: A red bar with three yellow dogs. The district even has its own branded beer which is available for purchase.
With mention of things like Dutch Coffee shops and street vendors hawking tubs of marijuana it’s easy to assume that the area would be dangerous, or family unfriendly. Interestingly, this couldn’t be further from the truth. The area is a creative commune first and foremost, built around mutual respect, investment and cooperation. As a result, it’s mostly family friendly and not uncommon to see parents with young children at one of the local eateries relaxing, listening to music and grabbing a bite to eat. Hungry, Kevan and I found an open picnic table in an open area, sandwiched between a sculpture from Arthurian legend of a sword in a stone and a large oriental obelisk. For just under $10 USD (which by Danish standards is dirt cheap) we ordered a delicious flank steak served in a thick portobello mushroom sauce with a side of egg sized boiled potatoes.
After a hearty meal, it was time to wind our way back towards the hostel. First, however, we paused at the new harbor where everyone was out and about relaxing and listening to a jazz singer performing at the foot of the canal.
The golden light of sunset brought out the color in the buildings and boats, and put everything into a magical twilight. As we wandered casually through the crowd, we paused again at one of the small courtyards off of the main harbor. In the entrance to one of the small museums in the area, another set of musicians were set up and performing.
Exhausted, we headed back to the hostel to collect a few of the girls, before heading back out on the town to explore Copenhagen’s night life. Kevan was a fantastic guide and host who offered a special insight into the city. I can’t wait to find my way back to Copenhagen and can easily say it is hands down one of the most delightful, friendly, and enjoyable cities I’ve been to. As far as national capitals go, it is easily one of my top three favorites in the world.
If the opportunity presents itself, don’t hesitate! Head to Copenhagen and enjoy everything the city has to offer!