It’s time to leave Denmark – and shockingly, my file of “Observations” notes is almost completely empty. Nearly everything I planned to mention has made it into one of the preceding posts.
Everything except three short points:
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It’s time to leave Denmark – and shockingly, my file of “Observations” notes is almost completely empty. Nearly everything I planned to mention has made it into one of the preceding posts.
Everything except three short points:
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Our original plan for getting home was to cycle to Copenhagen, then throw our bikes on a long-distance bus back to Oslo. This is what Peder had done on both his previous trips to Roskilde, and it was never an issue.
But apparently the rules had changed. Bikes are no longer allowed.
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Throughout this trip, I’ve written about several very unusual places – unique places quite unlike any other.
Well, I’ve got one more for you. Christiania.
Christiania is a city within a city. It’s self-proclaimed autonomous entity right in the middle of Copenhagen – isolated by an old fortress wall to one side and a moat to the other. Inside, nearly a thousand residents live more or less independent of Danish law. It’s a “freedom town” – a self-governing community, a black spot on the map of one of the world’s tidiest metropolises. Inside Christiania, everything is different.
At one of the town’s entrances a hand-painted sign reads “You are now leaving the EU.” That’s truly no exaggeration. Continue reading »
Man what an amazing city! I’d easily rank Copenhagen in my top 3 for the entire trip: Kiev, Mostar, and Copenhagen.
It’s truly magnificent, something like a “Scandinavian Paris” due to its decorative buildings, ancient churches, endless statues and sprawling green parks.
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As Peder and I emerged from a week-long haze, we knew we’d pushed our bodies to their limits. We were burnt, tired, and broken – running on absolute empty. But on top of all this, it seemed like he’d caught something. He was feeling seriously nauseous and, for the first time ever, unable to keep up with me by bike. So after dropping our mass of recyclables at the market, we stopped by a cybercafe to clean ourselves up, recharge our (actual) batteries, and evaluate options.
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