The previous day John had asked the hotel to book an airport shuttle for us. The price for the airport shuttle was reasonable on the way from the airport, and we had a discount voucher for the return. To our surprise, it turned out the hotel had booked an airport taxi. Sensing an expensive trip to the airport, John made a few enquires and discovered that this would be cheaper than the shuttle. Can’t work that out.
The flight to Copenhagen took about the same time as a Brisbane-Sydney flight. Hardly had time to start reading our books.
We were sitting next to a Chinese national leading an interesting study life. She is studying for a degree in Arizona, but doing an internship in Prague. She was off to Copenhagen for the weekend, as you do.
At the airport we didn’t even have to go through customs. Then we spotted all these bikes parked outside the airport. Sensational!
Life in Copenhagen is expensive, so we bought a CPHcard, which gives discounts and free travel.
Then onto the metro. In 15 minutes we were at the heart of city. Our stop was one more along the way, and we were only 300m walk from our hotel.
Love these cities with well organised transport.
We couldn’t check in straight away so it was off to explore. And bicycles were everywhere. People riding them, bike racks full of them. People riding in suits or dresses, young, old, heavily pregnant.
Had lunch, then walked down the main shopping street.
John hadn’t seen so many blue-eyed, blonde haired people since the last ABBA concert he went to.
Later we checked into our room. Now we knew this room would be small. Accomodation in Copenhagen is expensive, not helped by a 25% surcharge on rooms.
This place looked nice enough, but had a sense it was caught between being a backpacker’s hostel and a 2 star chain.
The first sign this place was small was when the room door opened outwards. Oh!
There is a saying ‘not enough room to swing a cat’. In our room, there was not even enough room to bring the cat in.
The ensuite (at least we had one) reminded us of our campervan, although slightly bigger. But it was clean, perfectly functional, and made good use of limited space.
Then we headed back into the city to check out the Tivoli Gardens. Words can’t quite describe this. It is like a mix between the Ekka, Lunar Park, Dreamworld ...
And lots of restaurants and entertainment. We saw 2 pop concerts, and a number of amazing things.
It was starting to get dark and it was 10.30 pm. But we were pretty wasted, so headed for home.
John had often wondered if any cars suffer major damage because of narrow streets. On the way home he got his answer
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