We started out with a lovely brekky at Clarkes as recommended by Naja. As advised, there were no signboards at all but I figured from the really rustic and "huga" (pronounced as "hewha" and means warm, cosy and really great feeling and atmosphere - as taught by Ben, our lovely tour guide from Day 1!) ambience that it was the right place!
Their coffee was absolutely divine and I had a typically Danish brekky with yogurt, granola and shredded pickles (I think, but it was a really great combi!), rye bread, slices of cheese, a semi hard-boiled egg, a bun with butter and jam, and orange juice!
We then walked around Elmegade which was really wonderful. Cosy shops, beautiful people, friendly cyclists whom we asked for directions to the nearest hotdog spot (which ended up bringing us to Big Willies, what a name) and ended up chatting up a delightful conversation that was brought to an abrupt ending when a van eventually rolled up honking behind them.
We walked through the cemetery and came across a really warm old lady who was walking a beautiful black mixed labrador. She rattled on in Danish while pointing up at the trees at the squirrel as I tried desperately hard to understand her from her gestures. I explained we only spoke English but she was extremely warm and sweet, smiling and commenting as we played with her dog. She then bid us adieu and actually reached out for a hug :) At this point, my heart melted and I smiled watching her walk away with her chirpy labrador. It was one of those moments you want to hold onto forever. Kindness and warmth that had to be treasured.
Throughout the day we spoke with lovely store owners who talked to us about Danish designers, interior design and furniture. Met Paul, an antique store owner who was delightful to talk to as he spoke of the great days of the 70s when orange became the new black, and digital watches were so new that they could only be found in London, and that he was so proud and happy to have bought 2 for 1 pound each during his trip to the UK.
We eventually ended up in the city centre which led me to Tiger, an amazing Danish store that sold adorable home essentials. I ended up purchasing a whole bunch of presents and cards that I can't wait to send back home throughout this trip. Already looking forward to writing up lovely long letters to my dear friends on tomorrow's ferry ride to Oslo!
We then headed to Tivoli, the oldest amusement part in Europe, and also where Halloween was in full swing! We met Iris there and had an amazing time taking pictures with scarecrows and in princess-like domes seated next to the lake that was lit up with night lights and floating pumpkins! Pumpkin palaces, broomsticks on sky high swing rides, jack in the box, walking zombies, it was GREAT!
It was such a great day! Heading to Freetown Christiania tomorrow before leaving this beautiful land of Huga. Definitely can't wait to decorate the house with Danish furniture in the near future!
The day started off well. Upon arriving in copenhagen I went to get coffee from what I presume what the starbucks coffee chain equivalent in Copenhagen. I ordered a skinny vanilla latte while the lovely barista went on to ask where I was from. I asked if the Amaretto flavoured latte was alcoholic (presuming that Amaretto was an almond liqueur) and he went on to explain that it was just flavoured syrup made out of almonds. We both laughed agreeing that alcohol at 9am was not exactly what we had in mind. He then very kindly went to introduce Freetown Christiania to me, explaining its history and directions to get there. It was definitely one of those lovely conversations I always enjoy and was perfect to start the trip.
I then made it to the Naja's apartment. Naja's a sociologist and short stories writer. She frequents cafes very often and is definitely an advocate of an indie lifestyle. We talked about cool streets to visit and then the democratic open ruling school that was viewable from the window, beyond the garden. The school had graffiti all over its walls, expressing the means of a free voice from the students who ruled the school. The system had been implemented since the 70s and is a private school. Students who wanted to attend and could not afford the financial means to do so could even volunteer as cleaners in exchange for their education.
I then headed out for my free walking tour at 2pm. Before reaching the city center, I went past soooo many lovely Scandinavian stores and only had the time to visit 1. Got a tailored strip shirt with a cropped back and elongated front, am gonna wear it tomorrow! Ended up grabbing a quick lunch from the famous food market and coffee from coffee collective! Suuuuper yummy chicken baguette and coffee = <3, plus the view in the park really just took my breath away.
Met our tour guide, Ben, from Canada. He was such a lovely sport, very animated and lively. Made friends with another Singaporean, Habib and Iris, a sweet Dutch girl.
Ended off the evening with a strawberry and chamomile tea at original coffee with Iris after the walking tour.
Reeeally tired now and am gonna grab a quick nap before picking Dani up later from the station!
Going through customs and the lady asks: “how old are you girl”
I reply: “24”
She goes: “24?… you look like…”
I finish her sentence while she hesitates on whatever she is about to say: “Like a child.” (I say grinning, knowing she might check my passport again)
She rebuts me saying: “Why do you say you look like a child, why don’t you acknowledge the good genes you have?”
We both laugh and I smile at her saying “well now I do”
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