Before arriving to Copenhagen we spent one night in a German city called "Bremen" - where Angela Merkel happened to have a speech the same day, and where snipers would scrutinize us meticulously. It started pouring down as usual and we ran to an Italian restaurant where we had godlike pizza and wine. Enough of Germany, I'll jump to Copenhagen now.
Coming to Copenhagen was a very zen-moment for me, because for the first time I was quite close to home. The language was similar - at least when written, and the prices were rocket high.
Since our train came quite late we checked in at lightning speed into our hostel, and then we headed out to the city where the sun was setting. We had great veggie burgers and headed off to Vesterbro, where we tried to find a bar/club. It ended up being a miserable failure since danish clubs are closed on Wednesdays, so we bought ciders from grocery stores and got lost in the very dark center. It took us about an hour to get back to the hostel due to how far we had gone. That time was spent shouting/singing the only Danish song we knew with locals cringeing as they passed on their bikes.
We decided to spend our last morning at Christiania. A freetown in the middle of Copenhagen. It felt historic and odd, yet wonderful simultaneously. It's definitely my top 3 when it comes to Copenhagen! Lastly, we went to Glyptoteket - a very picturesque museum that houses ancient sculptures and has walls painted in all my favorite colors.
After that we simply went to the train station and enjoyed the last train ride of the journey. I will write a post about the entire experience soon, but I'm left grateful and blown away.