Copenhagen
The Summer Olympic Games only happen every four years and with them come memorable moments of great victory or bitter loss . . . that being said, I’m not as disappointed to be missing them as I thought I would be. The ship is not broadcasting the games . . . there are periodic updates on CNN or ESPN, but no live coverage . . . go team USA!
Vacation, however, is a once in a lifetime experience and today’s journey through Copenhagen will definitely be something to remember. Joe and I decided to forgo any ship sponsored shore excursions or guided tours through the city . . . we did not want to take our photos through the windows of a tour bus . . . instead we wanted to meander the streets of Copenhagen on our own, stopping at various locations for as long as we wanted.
We began our day on a very crowded local bus, standing room only and squeezed in like sardines, we made our way to the center of town. We were deposited in front of Tivoli Gardens, the original amusement park that inspired Walt Disney in his creation of Disneyland . . . and then followed Hans Christen Anderson Boulevard to Christianborg Palace (Danish Parliament), the Danish Nationalmuseet, the famous and often photographed Nyhaven Street, Rosenborg Slot (the Royal Palace) and Amlienborg (more royal palaces) . As we made our way through the immaculately clean, quiet and almost deserted streets of the city, we stumbled upon one beautiful square or canal after another . . . not to mention sooooo many small blond children out on daycare walks. Though today is technically a work day, it seems the Danes, much like the rest of Europe, have taken the month of August off. We joined the locals and sat on benches people watching, strolled through the King’s Garden and took in a game of teenagers playing a pick-up game of what appeared to be cricket (we never really understood what they were doing or why they were running), and sunned ourselves on the waterfront while listening to techno music. Yes, we probably walked a good 5-6 miles and our feet did hurt, especially maneuvering over the cobblestone . . . but it was quite worth it. We ended our day at the Statue of the Little Mermaid, an artificial tourist stop of no real historical significance, and headed back to our ship.
Tomorrow we are renting a car and driving through little German towns . . . yes, I get to drive on the autobahn while Joe navigates . . . as usual.
--Christine
Vacation, however, is a once in a lifetime experience and today’s journey through Copenhagen will definitely be something to remember. Joe and I decided to forgo any ship sponsored shore excursions or guided tours through the city . . . we did not want to take our photos through the windows of a tour bus . . . instead we wanted to meander the streets of Copenhagen on our own, stopping at various locations for as long as we wanted.
We began our day on a very crowded local bus, standing room only and squeezed in like sardines, we made our way to the center of town. We were deposited in front of Tivoli Gardens, the original amusement park that inspired Walt Disney in his creation of Disneyland . . . and then followed Hans Christen Anderson Boulevard to Christianborg Palace (Danish Parliament), the Danish Nationalmuseet, the famous and often photographed Nyhaven Street, Rosenborg Slot (the Royal Palace) and Amlienborg (more royal palaces) . As we made our way through the immaculately clean, quiet and almost deserted streets of the city, we stumbled upon one beautiful square or canal after another . . . not to mention sooooo many small blond children out on daycare walks. Though today is technically a work day, it seems the Danes, much like the rest of Europe, have taken the month of August off. We joined the locals and sat on benches people watching, strolled through the King’s Garden and took in a game of teenagers playing a pick-up game of what appeared to be cricket (we never really understood what they were doing or why they were running), and sunned ourselves on the waterfront while listening to techno music. Yes, we probably walked a good 5-6 miles and our feet did hurt, especially maneuvering over the cobblestone . . . but it was quite worth it. We ended our day at the Statue of the Little Mermaid, an artificial tourist stop of no real historical significance, and headed back to our ship.
Tomorrow we are renting a car and driving through little German towns . . . yes, I get to drive on the autobahn while Joe navigates . . . as usual.
--Christine
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