Copenhagen
Summary
This post details my stay in Copenhagen. Overall, I was in the city for less than 36 hours as part of my journey to the Artic Circle. It explains my arrival, my sightseeing activities and my thoughts.
In addition, it also provides a brief summary of other attractions that might be worth visiting and a potential list of eateries.
The map below details my sightseeing route through the city.
Arrival
On arriving at Copenhagen Central Station, at around 5pm in the afternoon, it is a short walk to my accommodation at Annex Copenhagen, a reasonably upmarket hostel providing a private room with shared bathroom.
The major upside of this hostel is that it is accessed through the adjoining Absalon Hotel so you have all the facilities of a ?? star hotel at a hostel price. These include a bar, a reception seating area and access to an automated laundrette facility.
Talking of automation, this hostel is my first introduction to the Scandinavian revolution of ‘Self Service hotel Check-ins’. Everything, including delivery of a door card key, is achieved via a ‘self-service’ computer screen and keypad. All you need is your booking reference and passport details and you’re in. I suppose with the high cost of labour in Scandinavia it all makes sense.
Retiring to bar for a well earned beer following check-in I quickly understand better the cost of living issue – a 0.5 litre beer was around £8 in English money. What’s more, when I went to pay for it I discovered for the fist time that Denmark does not partake in the Euro. Instead everything is in Krona so I have to pay by credit card – What am I now going to do with all these Euro I have in my wallet !!!!
As my journey proceeds I also start to realise how obsolete paper money has become. Nearly everywhere, throughout Scandinavia, seems to accept credit cards even for the smallest items – A trend that, likewise, now seems also to be becoming the norm in the UK. Indeed, in some locations in the UK (i.e. – within football stadiums) cash is simply not accepted. One must start to wonder whether the tourist based ‘Currency Exchange booth’ business has much of a future going forward.
A Nighttime Stroll
After my beer I venture out into the night air to explore a little. Two things strike me during my evening stroll. The first is how cold it has suddenly become in the evening and the second is that at night Copenhagen has a slightly old fashioned sentimental feel about it.
I suppose the first should not be a surprise to me, after all, it’s getting towards the end of September and Copenhagen is roughly the same latitude as Edinburgh – What I do need to do though is to start wearing a sweater at night. I’m now glad that I packed for all eventualities.
The second was drummed home by the sight of Tivoli Gardens – an amusement Park situated right in the middle of the city. This brought back childhood memories of when London had its own permanent Battersea Park fun-fair all those years ago. I noted that this Copenhagen version still seems to be popular with the locals, judging by the queue at the ticket office.
Resisting the temptation to sample the rides within Tivoli Gardens I instead find a coffee house and settle down for a latte and cheesecake. While sitting outside Cafe Vivaldi, wrapped up in a cafe owned blanket and watching the world pass by I wonder, between shivering fits, just how I am going to survive when I eventually reach the Artic Circle
Starting my Day of Exploration
Retracing last night’s footsteps I set out for a day’s sightseeing.
Starting out from the hostel I remember that I have no local currency so it’s off to the station’s bureau de change for money – 30 Euros buys 210 Krona, whatever they are. The exchange rate at the station is not that good but it’s convenient. Hopefully, I can use a credit card for most purchases anyway.
Seeing the entrance to Tivoli Gardens in the daylight is much less magical than its image at night. Less people around also, but at least it not as cold as last night.
City Hall and Strøget
My first stop is the City Hall for a photograph or two and a quick look at Google Maps to see where I want to go. Strøget seems a good place to start and it is generally going in the right direction. Entering the pedestrianised street from City Hall Square my first impressions are that it’s bit run down, considering is supposed to be the main shopping street of the city. Lots of souvenir and clothes shops, with pavement displays outside. However, as you progress along the street (after it changes its name), the quality of the shops gradually improves and by the time you reach Amagertorv you are in the world of Prada, Gucci, Burberry and Cartier.
I suppose in a capital city like Copenhagen, where average salaries are around £5,000 per month, it is not surprising to find such shops. However, it always amazes me that exactly the same type of shops exist in the central areas of many Asian cities such as Jakarta and Manila. In such places the majority of the working population earn much, much less, with average monthly salaries being less than £1,000 per month. One has to wonder if these upmarket shops ever make a profit in such places.
Perhaps, to emphasise the costs of living in Copenhagen this bill board, seen just after turning out of Strøget, demonstrates that Netto, at least, realises that not everyone is lucky enough to earn a Copenhagen resident’s £5,000 per month.
By the way, as an alternative to walking along Strøget with its named retail offerings, the narrow streets to the southeast, between Strøget and Gammel Strand, are much more interesting. These streets are packed full of local shops and a wide variety of restaurants and bars.
Nyhavn
Leaving Stroget I pass adjacent to Kongens Nytorv on my way to Nyhavn. As a brilliant example of self promotion this poster is seen covering much of the south western face of the French Embassy at the corner of Kongens Nytorv and Bredgade. A good example of exploiting free advertising opportunities to promote the culture of your country. I wonder if they needed a planning permit to put that there.
Talking of self promotion, Nyhavn is the picture postcard symbol of Copenhagen. As is to be expected, it is teaming with tourists and the setting of the 17th Century buildings along its north side are somewhat compromised by the tat at ground level. Nonetheless, like the Albert Dock in Liverpool, it is a very good example of the urban regeneration of a decaying former dockside area. Nearly every building, in addition to their obligatory umbrellaed sun terraces outside, now contains a bar or restaurant. Here you can presumably while away the day and say ‘I was here’ and take the photograph to prove it. What I had not appreciated from the ‘postcard’ images of Nyhavn is that it is actually just a narrow canal dock and not a fully fledged waterfront.
Interesting facts that you may or may not know are that Hans Christen Andersen lived, at different times, in three of the houses fronting onto Nyhavn and No 17 Nyhavn apparently houses the world’s oldest functioning tattoo parlour – I’m pretty sure though, someone will come back and challenge this latter fact.
Amalienborg
Moving on from the massed regiments of tourists I make my way down Nyhavn to the point where it meets the waterfront of Copenhagen Harbour and then proceed along the waterfront to the entrance into Amalienborg – the palace home of the Danish royal family. For all the talk about the Danish royal family living a much more modest life style than our British monarchs, the Amalienborg still looks to me to be a cut above your typical family residence. Nonetheless, like our own royal family, they seem to be doing a pretty good job in attracting tourists to their home, albeit not perhaps as popular as the bars in Nyhavn.
The Danish royal family also have their very own Royal Guards to look `after them, complete with furry hats, rifles and bayonets – God, standing on point duty outside the palace for hour after hour must be one of the most boring jobs out there. It hardly fits the hype around joining the armed forces and seeing the world. Its more like, join the armed forces and let the world come and look at you.
Frederik’s Church
Not to be outdone, the Evangelical Lutheran movement (the Danish State Church) has its own building just to the north of the Royal Palace. This building, the Frederik’s Church, is known locally as the ‘marble church’ on account of much of it being built of marble. Apparently, although its construction was first proposed in 1740, it was not completed until 1894 due to funding issues – Gaudí‘s Sagrada Família in Barcelona is not unique then in its construction time scale.
Copenhagen Harbour Waterfront
From Frederik’s Church it is a short walk back to the waterfront of Copenhagen Harbour and onward to the Little Mermaid. The walk is worthwhile if only for the views across the Harbour and also towards Copenhill (also known as Amager Bakke). This is a heat and waste-to-power plant that doubles as an artificial ski and snowboard slope. This multi-purpose building is promoted as one of Denmark’s leading contributions towards the achievement of ‘net zero’. I’m not sure if that claim is based on the fact that it saves the need for Dane’s to fly to the Alps for their holidays or the design of the power plant. Either way, it must be more sustainable than Dubai’s equivalent artificial ski slope.
The Little Mermaid
The Little Mermaid, although obviously a must see attraction for any visitor to Copenhagen, is actually a bit underwhelming. Surprisingly though, at the time of my visit at least, it was not as thronging with tourists as I had expected. Perhaps this reflects the long walk required to reach it or maybe the fact that there are no beer bars nearby. Nevertheless, I did notice tourist coaches parked nearby so perhaps I was just lucky.
A Farewell to Copenhagen
On my way back to my hostel, unbeknown to me, I walk past the Kastellet, apparently one of the best preserved star fortresses in Northern Europe – I really must make more use of Google Maps when out sightseeing.
Anyway, I make use of the nearby Østerport Station to catch a train back to Copenhagen Central Station and return to the hostel for a laundry session, followed by a couple of expensive beers before retiring to bed.
Tomorrow it’s a very early start to cross the Øresund Bridge to Sweden, before travelling onward to Malmo and Stockholm.