Is smørrebrød really a sandwich if it only has one slice of bread, and you eat it with a knife and fork?
I felt like wandering around, to get the feel of the city, so I headed for Norreport and the King's Garden, which for hundreds of years really was just for royalty. Stroll and pretend you're a member of the Danish royal family.
This castle and the gardens were built in the 17th century. The gardens are full of fruit trees. A giggling group of 20 somethings was munching on fruit as they left. I smiled at them, and a young woman ran up to hand me a giant quince.
These people are good at marketing. The Danes never just sell a product: they sell a lifestyle.
This is the circular bridge by Olafur Eliasson. I first discovered his work at an amazing show at SF MoMA. (We'll come back to it later.)
Birger told me the giant balls are designed by Olafur Eliasson.
Of course they are.
To emphasize how safe Copenhagen is, here's where you leave your coat. Hanging up, like you're at a friend's house. Hundreds of bicycles are left outside on the street. Unlocked. I wish I lived in a city that safe.
My biggest complaint on this trip is the number of people who smoke. It's especially bad among young Danes. I had a pretty bad allergy attack and remembered that before the smoking ban, I couldn't go to bars. This pack costs $7.
Strolling back to my apartment after the concert, I found the circular bridge lit up.
When I got back, I climbed the 5-1/2 flights of stairs (!) almost without huffing and puffing.
Birger: Have you heard of hygge?
He was surprised.