We stayed at the CPH Living, floating hotel. A totally awesome place on one of Copenhagen's many canals that I would totally recommend!
A view of the über cool onyx Danish library from our room.
A view of the other direction down the canal from our room. Lots of boaters and kayakers came right up next to the hotel, so close that Munchkin and Little Dude could wave and say "Hey!" to everyone that passed. They often received returned greetings to boot!
Alpha Dog and Little Dude in an attempted photo from the top deck of the hotel.
A little gelato shop down the road from the hotel, complete with kid-sized table and chairs! Our first clue that Scandinavia lives up to its reputation as being child-friendly.
A cool twirly spire tower. A mental note was made on Day One to make time to climb it.
The kids' mode of travel during our time here: Cargo bike. Note Munchkin has a map in her hands and diligently gave directions as to where we should go. More often than not these involved a very sudden, "STOP!!!"
The famed Little Mermaid in honor of Hans Christian Anderson's (or simply H.C. as he's referred to by the locals) famous story.
One of many cool water fountains.
The Rosenborg castle, sans King and Queen, woe were we.
The pack in front of the Danish version of a security watch dog - a metal lion with its mouth open. Apparently things are pretty safe here.
The twirly spire - before we climbed it!
A view from the top. Alpha Dog managed to snap a series of photos even with Munchkin gripping her arm for dear life. She was a little petrified being so high up.
The royal palace with construction. We couldn't go in. Instead, we went to the National Museum just behind it. THAT was cool!
Our favorite smørrebrød shop, complete with delicious open-faced shrimp sandwiches. Yum! Alpha Dog stuffed herself silly on these sweet little delectable native crustaceans throughout the entire trip.
The shop also came with friendly Danish staff and patrons to help you improve your Danish language and customs knowledge. One guy from Britain gave us all sorts of insight on how to get along and understand the Danes, including what they mean by a "labor-sized" sandwich, which is what Alpha Dog always ordered. Apparently, it's meant to be a quick fill for the average laborer's tummy over the lunch hour. It was just enough to keep Alpha Dog's touring (i.e., non-laboring) tummy full for a few hours, but Beta Dog needed two of them to feel truly sated. No wonder people here are so thin!
Where are my pictures of Christianshavn??? I thought I had some but alas! I do not. We have one fun story out of there, though. For those who do not know Christianshavn, it is a little community that was inhabited by a bunch of hippies back in the '70s. These folks took up residence (read: squatted) on what was unwanted land abandoned due to it's previous resident being a toxic waste dump. Because of this, there are no gardens there today. However, there are plenty of people living there, all for free and all relatively hospitably towards other residents and curious tourists. It was here where we had a deliciously overpriced Thai dinner one evening among tourists, aging hippies, and even a token drunk sleeping down the way from our table. Picturing this image in your mind, I'm sure you can imagine why we received laughter instead of scorn when Mathieu decided to drop his drawers and pee right on the wall behind us. The place definitely received high marks for being Preschool-Friendly from us after this.
A side note: We're told the going price for an apartment around the Christiashavn community is about $350,000, the area being so sought after. I personally think the Danish government is secretly trying earn back some of the krone lost to nearly forty years of tax-free living. C'est la vie capitalism!
The kids saying "hey-hey" (a casual goodbye in Danish) to Denmark from the luxurious DFDS ferry en route to Oslo, Norway.
Beta Dog heard the kid's good bye's and went into auto-mode thinking it was time to go to work. He promptly dialed into some random conference call until the feeling passed.
I was told by one of the ferry stewards that this was the location of Hamlet. However, later in the trip I saw another location being claimed as the famed site of Hamlet. Who knows...can any of my loyal readers clarify?
Norway here we come!
~ Yours Truly "Daned"
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