Copenhagen for 6 hours

I think I've died and gone to heaven. Or I'm just so tired and so hungry that any crusty piece of bread and a candle will do.

I've been wandering around Copenhagen, in the biting cold. The kind of cold where you can't tell your nose is running because your face is numb.

And I got lost for a good hour looking for a bakery. Never found the one or three I was looking for. But I found a lot of other treats...


Starting with Copenhagen Cathedral and the Thorvaldsen Christus sculpture

Rosenborg Castle and a moat!

No explanation here--except that's me too cold to ask someone to take a picture.

I just happened to walk past the Amalienborg Castle at the top of the hour and the guards were on the move. I swear one followed me for a bit. I didn't take any pictures, however, I did get a picture of this guy. The florist shops in Scandinavia are beautiful.

Getting lost wasn't so bad because I stumbled on this.

But back to the food, a pick from Where Chefs Eat
Where: Brdr.price
What: a crispy on the outside spongey on the inside loaf of sourdough bread with butter, mussels in a butter garlic sauce, crispy fries. I feel sorry for my neighbor on the afternoon train to Hamburg already. and a lemon meringue pie of sorts. And still water
Total: a little splurge but worth it

Remember my quest for a bakery. I found one. I just had to have a Danish from Denmark. I bought these goodies for later. I wish I could say they both made it to "later". The one on the left was dinner. They are better when they are fresh right? The one on the right was breakfast the next day. Not so good. So my fresh theory is right.

And then with 1 hour until departure time I stopped in Ny Carlsberg Clyptotek intending to look at some French and Danish art. One glance at this, the winter garden, and I sat myself down for a spell. Green. I haven't seen it since I left California in January. And palm trees. They warm my heart.

So there is my Copenhagen in a snapshot. Would I go back someday? Definitely. I have to so I can get in to Noma.

A Ferbusle

Sorry you don't get to hear about Copenhagen quite yet. This is a special post for the boys, I'm thinking specifically about my 5 nephews.

In the past 3 weeks I've been on 3 airplanes, 3 buses and 9 trains not counting the metros. One nephew thought it was the coolest thing when he heard we were taking the chunnel, the train under the English Channel to France.

Now let me tell you about, something I call, the Ferbusle. A Ferbusle is a ferry with a bus inside with people inside (you know, like a turducken). My bus from Bergen to Stavanger took 2 ferry rides. On one we stayed in the bus, on the other we exited and went to the top deck of the ferry. These boats are huge. I counted 13 big rigs and 3 buses getting off one of these ferries.

Now let me tell you about the Fertrainy. When your train, yes I said "your TRAIN" goes on a ferry. I don't know why I didn't question this earlier. I mean really there is no land mass connecting Denmark to Germany the direction we went. I just saw the timetable in my train book and planned it.

So for all the little boys (and big boys too) here are some pics of the Ferbusle and Fertrainy.


Ferbusle
Their are a couple big rigs behind that one you see clearly on the right.

That's my bus on a ferry on the ocean.

Fertrainy
The rigging as we approach the ferry

That white wall with the letters AND on the side, that's the ferry. I'm taking the picture from inside the train as the train boards the boat.

The view from my train window once we are inside the ferry. Notice it says deck 3.

My view as I exit the train to go up on deck. Train is on the left with the big red stripe.

Watching the big rig go by as we exit the ferry.

My little train all covered in snow after arriving in Hamburg Germany.