First a disclaimer: I was one cranky muhfugga when I was in Copenhagen, so this report may be a little bit biased. I hadn’t acheived a full night’s sleep in almost a week, since arriving in Europe; my body clock was refusing to adjust and day number six was just about my breaking point. I had an eleven-hour layover in Copenhagen–which would normally be glorious–but my body and mind were both in the process of shutting down, and since this was just a layover, I had nowhere to lay my head and recharge. It was a tough day.
Okay, on with the recap.
The first thing I noticed when I arrived in Copenhagen, was that this place was not as clean and immaculate as the previous three countries I had spent time in earlier in the week. The airport and train stations looked older and outdated, a little dirty, and included a small cast of shady characters mixed in with the normal folk. Normally, I wouldn’t have even noticed this, if it weren’t for the fact that the Dublin, Reykjavik, and especially Oslo airports were all so futuristic and swanky.
There was a pretty long line to purchase tickets for the S-Train, but about 30 minutes later I was cruising from the airport to Central Station, still fighting to keep my eyes open.
As soon as I exited Central Station, there it was: Tivoli Gardens, the amusement park I had heard so much about. I paid the admission and spent the next few hours going back and forth between the cold outside and warm coffee shops inside. I couldn’t stand the bitter cold for long, but after about ten minutes inside the warm cafés, I really got drowsy and feared I was going to pass out in my cappuccino. I bounced back and forth, in and out, numerous times.
The park was all done-up for Christmas and really looked beautiful. Christmas trees, large and small, everywhere. A giant wooden reindeer, 100 feet tall. Christmas music echoing throughout the property and tons of tiny shops selling holiday decorations, mittens and hats, souvenirs and hot chocolate.
I tried an amazing drink called Gløgg, which is a traditional Scandinavian winter drink, served hot, and it is typically made with red wine and a spirit (e.g. cognac or rum) mixed with sugar, raisins, almonds, clove, cardamon and cinnamon. I had a “virgin” Gløgg and it was one of the best beverages I’ve ever had–tasted like hot apple cider, but with tons more flavor and zest…and zing! It warmed me up too! Later I tried one with alcohol and couldn’t even take two sips (yuck-o), but I guess it’s pretty popular, so try both the one with and without liquor and judge for yourself!
Despite having a few more hours available to explore Denmark, I made a quick stop into City Hall where the World Clock is located and then caught the train back to the airport. I paid $32 to get into the premiere “lounge,” where I slept for a couple hours. I was done! Soon I was back on a plane and off to the next stop.
Definitely not a fair assessment of Denmark, this I know! The country deserves an awake and alert Ramblin’ Randy. Next time, I promise!This entry was posted in Europe, Extreme Layovers