I got back to the hotel and it was still very warm in my
room. I had left a few windows open, but it didn’t seem to have done much good.
I wasn’t looking forward to trying to sleep under a down comforter. My worst
expectations were realized. I woke at some point and tossed and turned for what
seemed like hours. I finally fell asleep again at some point. I eventually got
up around 9:00.
I spent the morning
doing a little exploration of Copenhagen on foot. It was a beautiful sunny day
and I think I fell in love with this city almost instantly. I don’t know why,
but I imagined some place much smaller. I was surprised to see how built out
even the older parts of the city were. For those of us who have grown up only
thinking about Denmark as this little country in the north of Europe, it’s
difficult to recall that Denmark was once a mighty military and maritime
empire. Copenhagen is not just the capital of a little Nordic monarchy, but the
capital of a once great superpower.
The city was awash with late season
tourists and revelers who had gathered for Copenhagen’s Pride Parade. I had an
enjoyable few hours getting oriented. I needed to eat something before setting
meeting our group, but I was surprised to discover just how difficult it was
(at least for me) to find just plain old Danish food. On a hunch, I followed
the main road away from the center and found what I was looking for. A shop
that made Danish sandwiches. All the sandwiches were named after famous women.
I opted for the Hillary C – roast beef, with tomatoes, lettuce, carrots and
sauce. Yum! That was good. Now, back to the hotel to begin the tour.
Our bus was waiting outside the front door and I boarded
with just a little apprehension. I have never been on an organized tour like
this; and, now that it was here, I wasn’t sure.
that I still wanted to do it. We had assigned seats, and, as a single
traveler, I was alone. Quickly though conversations sprang up and soon we were
on our way.
Our first stop was the Amelienborg Palace, the residence of the
Danish royal family. Being August, however, the queen was not at home. We
didn’t go in, but the visit also served as a brief introduction to some of
Denmark and Copenhagen’s history. Our walk back to the bus took us through a
rose garden, where I managed to pick up a honeybee that was behind my ear. When
I went to brush it off, it stung me! Fortunately, no reaction other than what
you feel from a bee sting.
Our next stop was the Little Mermaid statue. By this time,
it had begun to rain in earnest, so it was a very brief stop for a photo op! Our
next stop was Rosenborg Castle, another royal palace in Copenhagen. This
residence started out its life as a summer palace, but evolved over time. It is
also where the Danish crown jewels are on display. I would have liked to seen
the gardens, but the weather and our schedule did not permit that. It was back
to the bus for a quick turn-around at the hotel before the group headed off for
dinner. Prior to dinner, there was a welcome reception for the group in the hotel,
where we introduced ourselves to each other. It seems like a congenial group.
Dinner was in a well-known restaurant on the edge of Tivoli Gardens. The food
was tasty, if unremarkable and then it was back to the hotel for an early
evening. The following day we had an early start.
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