tonight is our last night in copenhagen, so i'm going to take this opportunity to post the last few images and diarise the last few thoughts on our stay here.i'll begin by declaring copenhagen to be one fine city.
on some general points - it's very clean, well ordered and neat.
it is beautiful and classical.
it is damned icy cold, but it is winter in scandanavia and we're both only barely acclimatised to the alternate seasonal rhythm up here in the northern hemisphere. and on that point, it is actually possible to get about town in pretty much the same getup you'd wear in a melbourne winter. i haven't needed thermals, although gloves would have been a sensible option. a beanie, a scarf and a good jacket will see you through temperatures on and just below freezing. every shop and cafe is super warm, so you only need to keep ducking inside to get the feeling back in your face and you're good for another 15 minutes or so.
what else...
oh, the people are amazingly friendly and happy.
prices are basically the same as in melbourne, maybe slightly higher for food in cafes, but only barely. nothing like what it used to be only a few years back. the cafe culture is not as entrenched, so there's less options than what we're used to, but that's totally fine.
and yeah, everyone is ridiculously gorgeous.
luckily i have a hot wife on my arm, so i skate on through ok.
this is the roof at the central station.
it's all wooden cross beams and looks like a giant cathedral. there's a lot of this stuff going around and it's spectacular. this building has to be about 200m long and about 30m high. that's a shitload of heavy old timber.
*'shitload', being the technical danish term for this amount of wood.
ok, denmark is the home of lego and there's a couple of shops dedicated to it. they have massive sculptures of lego, friezes, and an abundance of hollywood film tie-ins and other paraphernalia. i may have just picked myself up a boba fett lego key ring.
it's ace.
this is lucy being excited on her birthday. the sun was out and it makes a world of difference when it's -1. this was outside our apartment in frederiksburg, a suburb that's 15 mins walk from the centre of the old town and described by our host as 'an old lady area'. perfect! it's clean, quiet, old, and rather lovely.
for a culture famed for its design it's hardly surprising that they would have amazing shop signage and shop fittings. i couldn't help snap a few images of the signage coz it's fun and interesting. maybe, because there's less tacky advertising placards on the buildings, what with them being all like, from the 1700s and shit, they put a little bit of effort into their only little space of signage above their doors.
we've been building little ideas about what we might like to create if/when we open a store, and stuff like this is up the top of my list of wishes.
i think this was for a jewellery/art shop. pretty cool.
check out the teeny penis. aaah europeans.
haha... this one just made us think of biffy.
this was for a rather nice shop of home wares and clothes, oddly.
this place was shut.
which sucked.
coz clearly it has to be the best shop in the universe!!
this is just plain weird. northern europe seems to have some sort of bizarre fetish for injury fashion. there's way, way too many shops sporting all these injury recovery fashion items, even for little babies. what on earth are they doing to themselves all the time that they require such fashionable items of medical assistance? i dunno, maybe it's just the snow. maybe it's the cobblestone streets - lord knows i've stumbled about 600 times, barely maintaining balance, only relying on my superior antipodean athleticism to remain upright. whatever it is, it is mildly disturbing.
ooh - building paintings. there's a bit of this going around. it's almost uniformally terrible. i quite like this one, although i know lucy hates it. maybe, for me, i like it coz it's a girl riding on a bike, and frankly, there's more pretty women riding bikes than any well-intentioned man can handle in this town, but whatever. green power!
i never said i hated it. but it is pretty fucking ugly.
birthday lunch!
this is at atlas cafe - amazing food. there's a million sandwich and bagel cafes, all generally ok, or else there's posh restaurants. this is one of the few happy mediums in town and it treated us well... twice.
ye olde back streets. bicycles.
quintessential.
check out the timber and plaster-over-brick. it's like toorak village, only actually authentic and minus the gross wank factor.
nice cozy little apartment room. we've been super lucky so far - or should i say lucy has done amazingly well at picking the apartments. this room is great, the host is lovely and we couldn't have asked for better really. pillows ... though... are like hankies in our experience so far. we're using red couch cushions here, to compensate for the total lack of head support with the hankies.
this is a portrait of me, by lucy.
i like it a lot.
even though i look a little wonky.
but sometimes i am a little wonky.
on some general points - it's very clean, well ordered and neat.
it is beautiful and classical.
it is damned icy cold, but it is winter in scandanavia and we're both only barely acclimatised to the alternate seasonal rhythm up here in the northern hemisphere. and on that point, it is actually possible to get about town in pretty much the same getup you'd wear in a melbourne winter. i haven't needed thermals, although gloves would have been a sensible option. a beanie, a scarf and a good jacket will see you through temperatures on and just below freezing. every shop and cafe is super warm, so you only need to keep ducking inside to get the feeling back in your face and you're good for another 15 minutes or so.
what else...
oh, the people are amazingly friendly and happy.
prices are basically the same as in melbourne, maybe slightly higher for food in cafes, but only barely. nothing like what it used to be only a few years back. the cafe culture is not as entrenched, so there's less options than what we're used to, but that's totally fine.
and yeah, everyone is ridiculously gorgeous.
luckily i have a hot wife on my arm, so i skate on through ok.
this is the roof at the central station.it's all wooden cross beams and looks like a giant cathedral. there's a lot of this stuff going around and it's spectacular. this building has to be about 200m long and about 30m high. that's a shitload of heavy old timber.
*'shitload', being the technical danish term for this amount of wood.
ok, denmark is the home of lego and there's a couple of shops dedicated to it. they have massive sculptures of lego, friezes, and an abundance of hollywood film tie-ins and other paraphernalia. i may have just picked myself up a boba fett lego key ring.it's ace.
this is lucy being excited on her birthday. the sun was out and it makes a world of difference when it's -1. this was outside our apartment in frederiksburg, a suburb that's 15 mins walk from the centre of the old town and described by our host as 'an old lady area'. perfect! it's clean, quiet, old, and rather lovely.
for a culture famed for its design it's hardly surprising that they would have amazing shop signage and shop fittings. i couldn't help snap a few images of the signage coz it's fun and interesting. maybe, because there's less tacky advertising placards on the buildings, what with them being all like, from the 1700s and shit, they put a little bit of effort into their only little space of signage above their doors.we've been building little ideas about what we might like to create if/when we open a store, and stuff like this is up the top of my list of wishes.
i think this was for a jewellery/art shop. pretty cool.check out the teeny penis. aaah europeans.
haha... this one just made us think of biffy.
this was for a rather nice shop of home wares and clothes, oddly.
this place was shut.which sucked.
coz clearly it has to be the best shop in the universe!!
this is just plain weird. northern europe seems to have some sort of bizarre fetish for injury fashion. there's way, way too many shops sporting all these injury recovery fashion items, even for little babies. what on earth are they doing to themselves all the time that they require such fashionable items of medical assistance? i dunno, maybe it's just the snow. maybe it's the cobblestone streets - lord knows i've stumbled about 600 times, barely maintaining balance, only relying on my superior antipodean athleticism to remain upright. whatever it is, it is mildly disturbing.
ooh - building paintings. there's a bit of this going around. it's almost uniformally terrible. i quite like this one, although i know lucy hates it. maybe, for me, i like it coz it's a girl riding on a bike, and frankly, there's more pretty women riding bikes than any well-intentioned man can handle in this town, but whatever. green power!i never said i hated it. but it is pretty fucking ugly.
birthday lunch!this is at atlas cafe - amazing food. there's a million sandwich and bagel cafes, all generally ok, or else there's posh restaurants. this is one of the few happy mediums in town and it treated us well... twice.
ye olde back streets. bicycles.quintessential.
check out the timber and plaster-over-brick. it's like toorak village, only actually authentic and minus the gross wank factor.
nice cozy little apartment room. we've been super lucky so far - or should i say lucy has done amazingly well at picking the apartments. this room is great, the host is lovely and we couldn't have asked for better really. pillows ... though... are like hankies in our experience so far. we're using red couch cushions here, to compensate for the total lack of head support with the hankies.
this is a portrait of me, by lucy.i like it a lot.
even though i look a little wonky.
but sometimes i am a little wonky.
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