Posts Tagged ‘ copenhagen ’

oh, summer.

I know that it has been a long time since I have updated. I was supposed to get on top of things during the break, but I have been enjoying it by catching up with people over meals and things, but it has also been filled with work and the painstakingly slow process of doing clerkship applications.

I do still regularly check a few Copenhagen sites though, which is probably not particularly healthy for me, given the fact that it just makes miss that home all the more. One of the sites is Hello Copenhagen.

One of the things that I am sad that I never got to experience  was what I think of as the waking up of Copenhagen, from winter, into summer.

Next weekend, 21-23 July there’s going to be a free open air screening of a couple of movies. I can just imagine how lovely that would be, sprawled out in Ørstedsparken, with the sun still up maybe at 20.00… Check it out here. :)

I went to Ørstedsparken early on during my stay in Copenhagen. The photos aren’t anything fantastic, but you know, I have to include something. :)




the twentieth of november two thousand and ten.

ørestad, mid-december.

It has been four months since I left the shores of my beloved Copenhagen.

While I posted about my leaving, I did not post about the day that I thought was going to be my last day. The day that I spent running around like crazy, trying to capture as much as I could. Trying to bring every single part of København away with me…

It all started with the snow, knowing that it might just be the last time, for a while, that I experienced snow like that.

waiting for the metro.

Walking through familiar streets, streets that I had walked down countless of times over the months, to uni, to eat, to meet, to wander, to get lost… But I feel like I know these streets like the back of my hand now…

fiolstræde, nørregade, sankt peders stræde- some of my most frequented streets.

Bikes, bikes everywhere. Even though I did not ever ride, I will miss the seeming effortlessness of all the cyclists, cruising along, threatening to knock me over… But what would Copenhagen be without them?

københavn har mange cyckler.

I had meant to visit Konditori La Glace the entire time that I was in Copenhagen, but had never found the time to do so. So I rushed there on my last day, and ordered a slice of Efterårskage (or Autumn Cake), together with two serves of hot chocolate.

la glace, og min efterårskage.

The cake was fabulously rich in chocolate, as you can probably tell from the picture, but it was so lovely, just to sit there, inside away from the cold, and contemplating my last day…

And of course, once I was done, the chilly blue skies decided to come out to play, and even that low winter’s sun.


It’s blue skies and sun like that, that made me love winters in Copenhagen. Winter days like this were few, but still, definitely worth the wait.

'med lov skal man land bygge' (with law shall country be built)

The City Court of Copenhagen, situated along Nytorv, bears the above inscription, which is from the Preamble of The Law of Jutland, which actually means something to me, since I took Introduction to Danish Law!

More pandering along, and then it was time to start heading home, pack the last few things (not knowing yet that my flight was to be cancelled…!)

københavn hovedbanegård.

On the train, homeward bound.

like so many journeys home.

kalveboderne, going from sjælland to amager.

And then arriving at Ørestad to find this…

no trains again. dsb sucks.

Oh, the joys of trains, plus snow.

My final trek through Fields, to visit my one and only…

bilka onestop, onelove.

And a final goodbye to the actual place that I called home for five months.

mit hjem, signalhuset.

It was terribly sad to say goodbye, and even going through, reliving my last day in Copenhagen has made me a little teary. I still miss it, four months on. It’s a hard place to shake, but I don’t think that you could ever really understand that unless you have been there, lived there, and then had to leave.

A part of me will always call Copenhagen home, and I know that I will be back there one day.

København, jeg savner dig.


københavn, jeg elsker dig.

sunset from ørestad station. (photo: me)

I wrote this post back in early November, shortly after Beck left. I felt weird to post it that early on because I wasn’t that close to leaving yet. But now that I am leaving, or at least, I am supposed to have left, I thought it was about time that I did. I’ll edit it a little bit though, and add a few things… :)

It was good to have Beck here when she came, not only to get me out of my post-Russia, I-don’t-want-to-be-in-Copenhagen funk, but to remind me just how much I love this city. Taking her around and talking about living here, I realised how much I enjoy this little life that I have built for myself. Sure, a lot of it is spent pandering around on my own, but it’s just… I’ve definitely adjusted to it, and I almost don’t want to go home.

Copenhagen is the capital of Denmark and is home to about 2 million people. It is a city that is built on so much history, as many European cities are. It’s a rather quiet city, and things happen at a relatively slow and relaxed pace. I wasn’t expecting the big city kind of life when I came here, and I’ve gotten quite used to the quiet-ness, so much so that when I went to Stockholm last weekend, I found myself having to get used to being in a city-city again, and Stockholm is by no means the size of home. One of the things that I find quite strange is what seems to be a complete absence of people rushing in their business suits, although this may be due to the fact that I am hardly ever out and about at that kind of a time. There are always people just milling about, not so much lost, but just enjoying themselves, wherever they are, on their way to wherever they’re going.

Before I came here, people told me that Copenhagen wasn’t very exciting, and there wasn’t so much to see and do here. I’ve found that I don’t crave the excitement, or having things to do, or being busy at all. I’m quite content to wander down Strøget, explore the various palaces and gardens that are dotted around the city. I wouldn’t say there are that many actual tourist attractions to see, but wandering around and getting lost is always fun, and can sometimes be very rewarding. I still have to go back and visit the streets that I got lost in the other day while trying to take a shortcut… Needless to say, it didn’t end up being so short. :)

Other things about Copenhagen… I like catching the free S-tog on the first Sunday of the month and visiting a random place in the outskirts. While I do not like how things are not open on Sundays, except for the first Sunday, I guess it’s nice to have a day where you aren’t obliged to go out. I love the harbour, and walking that stretch along the water between where the Little Mermaid should be, down towards Nyhavn. It is no Sydney Harbour, and there is no Harbour Bridge, but it’s Copenhagen, and I love it. The entire bike culture, and hygge, and hearing Danish and the small joy in being able to understand every odd sentence now and then…

I have definitely enjoyed being able to live on my own, keeping my room as messy or as clean as I want it. I won’t miss having to cook for one, but that has been an experience in itself.

I guess you could say that Copenhagen has made me a much more relaxed person. I don’t stress out as much while I am here, not even about uni and classes and all that (which may be a bad thing…!)

I really will missing living here though. I still have two months or so, yet I am still thinking about when it comes time to leave…

Since it has been leaving week, and I’ve spent last week saying goodbye to people, and goodbye to the city, it made me really realise just how much I had here. I know that I am not the most social of people, so I did not expect to make as many friends as I did. I really hope that we remain in contact with each other, and I’m so glad that we have the wonderful interwebs now, and Skype and Facebook… :)

It really is the people that make an exchange experience. Sure, your aim is to mix with the locals, but being an international student, you are far more likely to run into people from people from every single other country, but the one that you are staying in. But either way, it is what it is. And that’s all there is. :)

I guess a post is required re: leaving and London failure and all that, but I think I am just relishing the fact that I have one more day here. Even if it will mostly just be spent at home refreshing the Norwegian website to make sure that my flight is still on schedule…!


let’s take a vote.

3.30am. (I fell asleep before I could post this. Lol.)

I just got back from the Palads Theatre after watching the midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows- Part 1 and it was bloody brilliant. :) I’m not the biggest Harry Potter fan out there, but I do appreciate it; it really is a phenomenon that we have kind of grown up with over the years.

I don’t want to write too much about the movie itself, since I hate when people ruin things, even in terms of opinion… although I guess have said my piece on that already. :P

In any case, a couple of points:
– I may have gotten a little teary at one part.
– The split made sense.
– Sitting in the front row makes for super heart attacks.
– I may have screamed really loudly at one point.
– It was awesome to hear the entire cinema in fits of laughter at various intervals. :)
– People look really fat from the front row.
– Danish subtitles can be very distracting, but it’s kind of cool when I can understand them sometimes. :)

While there weren’t as many crazies as I thought there would be (actually, what was I thinking? Crazies here in quiet, reserved Denmark?? :P), there were still a couple of people who dressed up in the colours and robes of their preferred house. And of course there were a number of Harrys around, not to mention You-Know-Who… Didn’t get that many pictures though…



the pretty palads by day, on a different day.

front row! lol.


14th august 2010: the world’s greatest catwalk.

A long time ago, there was a horrible August day, during which I ventured down Strøget, only to find myself obstructed by something rather pink.

Here are just a few of the many photos that I took on the day. Props to the models in heels. I’m not sure just how successful it was, because I thought that I read somewhere after that it had failed on a technicality. The great wide interwebs has been of no use. But whatever, piccytures await.

copenhagen fashion week.

unwrapping the runway.

the world's greatest catwalk, and "security".

the fashion.

more fashions.

tiny humans!

Look at me go. Procrastination makes for more posting. :)


a little bit of hygge.

I have had a couple of good nights recently. As you know, I am not usually the type to go out very much, and I know that I am not the most social of people… but I’ve managed to keep myself quite occupied lately. :) I do need to start taking more photos though. I hardly have as good a photographic memory as I would like. Oh well, while a picture may say a thousand words, only memory itself can fill in the blanks.

Sunday 7th:
I had a good day venturing out to Dyrehaven, and catching up with some of the Russia gang, as well as sitting by Bellevue Beach and watching the oldies and their ‘winterbathing’ (post on that later I suppose… eventually!). I came back home with my muddy boots and met up with J. We headed out to Sjælør, a few S-tog stations away from København H, to have a look at the random light installation that was there. (more info) We stood in the freezing dark, at a mere 5pm, and watched as the projector skipped through the images.

light installation.

light installation.

Then we headed back to the city for an early dinner, at my now favourite (from Sat-Tues, after 5pm) Café Dalle Valle. I went with for the first time with B when she was here, and it again failed to disappoint. :)

laks og chokolade brownie. :D

Monday 8th:
consisted of Danish class and then coming home. The end. So no, this is not one of the nights that warrants much attention.

Tuesday 9th:
Met up with C a little bit before heading over to B’s much too early. So cards and pizza, followed closely by icecream. All in all, cards makes for a good night. :) I quite enjoy these nights, whatever you may think.

Wednesday 10th:
After the smallest Danish class ever, during which my extensive failure at the language was made quite prominent, J and I headed over to B’s to partake in PANCAKES. It was good to meet a bunch of new faces, and just chill out over waaay too many pancakes! Stayed out quite late, but it was worth it. Luckily, thanks to D, I did not have to make my way home alone! This early darkness thing does make for some paranoia around these parts…

tuborg julebryg, the chefs and mountains of pancakes! (y)

pancake hygge. :)

Thursday 11th:
was yet another uneventful night, whereupon I fell asleep much too early.

Friday 12th:
L and I had planned to go to Jurahuset, but thanks to a heads up from H, we discovered that it was not actually on, for the entire month of November actually. We will never understand the way that it the stupid Fredag Bar works…! Instead, we stayed in and hung out with K before she left us blinded by her bling-y dress (:P) and ate L’s one-hour-in-the-making rice pudding. And then it was time to stream Vampire Diaries, because we are that awesome. :) Came home, and then finished watching a Morgran Freeman movie with my flatmate B.

the chef and her rice pudding.

Then tomorrow, picking up C from the airport, and back to check out her place.

Tonight, though, I think will be a quiet one in. :)


københavn har mange cykler.


I was well prepared for the crazy bike culture here in Copenhagen. But for those of you us who cannot ride a bike (much to their embarrassment when they see a small child zipping down the street), there are other, equally convenient…ish alternatives.

The public transport works around a system of zones. The standard fare to journey between 2 zones is 23kr, however it is much more common to buy a klippekort which significantly reduces the cost of travel. Even more common is the travel card, a monthly (or however long) card that allows you as much travel within the specified zones. The most important thing is to know just which zone you are coming from, and which zone you are heading to. Why? Because if you do not have the right number of zones on your ticket, you are hit with a huge 600 kr fine. This is why I love this zoning map.

regional/øresund toget, s-toget, lokalbanen.

The first public transport that I took when I arrived here in Copenhagen was the regional/Øresund, from the airport to my place at Ørestad. Having that train makes the airport so much closer, so that’s just awesome. These trains are generally for longer distances, between various towns and cities in Denmark, while the Øresund trains travel from Helsingør in the north of Sjælland down to København H, through the airport, over the Øresund Bridge, and then on to Malmø in Sweden and often further north to Lund, Göthenburg and other Swedish cities. For me though, I only really catch it when I’m at København H and need to get home, or the other way.

I hardly use the S-tog at all, as it doesn’t really serve my area. The only time I will usually catch it is on the first Sunday of the month, when it is free! So I have used it to travel to Frederisborg Slot in Hillerød, the Frilandsmuseet at Lyngby and then tomorrow I’ll be going to Dyrehaven in Klampenborg. Oh, and I use it to go to Fisketorvet at Dybbølsbro. :)

Lastly, the Lokalbanen. That particular one I took from Hillerød to Fredensborg to visit the palace there. Lokalbanen services the local lines in the north of Sjælland, much like how the S-tog is more for the Copenhagen area.

However, by far the most used and abused method of public transport for me is the Metro.

jeg tager metroen hver dag.

I take the Metro every day. It comes so often that I rarely have to think about what time to leave to get to some place. I usually just get to the station and wait. There are usually minimal troubles with it, and it runs 24/7. It’s fast, and gets me to the main places that I need to get to.

Of course there are also buses, and there is one that I sometimes catch from København H home, but that is only if I am in the mood to get some readings done on the bus. They are hardly as frequent as catching the Metro and so I tend to avoid it, as much as I would usually prefer a bus back home.

I definitely do not miss the crazy M2 traffic during peak hour, or waiting in the queue on Bathurst Street. I do not miss standing on a packed 620X on the way home, or watching the 3rd empty 642 pass me as I’m waiting in the ridiculously long line on Clarence Street. I do not miss having to make sure that I leave the house early to make my bus, because Hillsbus has a funny way of gauging the time. I do not miss the fact that sometimes buses just do not come at all, or being left on the side of the M2 while smoke billows from one of the bus’ wheels…

The public transport here in Copenhagen is great and could not even begin to compare with back home. I love it. We even have a harbour bus! :)