Notes on Copenhagen

It was a 5 or 6 hr journey from Krefeld to Copenhagen, which includes  45 min ferry ride.  We arrived at the hotel in Greve only to find that the rooms, although quaint, were closet-sized.  Certainly not large enough for the "big man."  I had started to unpack, took my usual photo of the uke on the hotel bed, when a knock came on the door.  I struggled for a moment to get it open.  "Mark, ve are not staying, do't unpack!"  Ok, it's been a long day, but I'm going with the flow.  We proceeded to soundcheck at Portalen.  A really cool venue.  The title translates as "portal."  They had a great caterer and spacious dressing rooms.  Even a super deluxe iron made by Bosch.  It was the Mercedes of irons.

      Copenhagen....land of Tuborg Classic, and Elephant beer (we used to consume in college due to its high alc. content).  Land of blond hotties on bicycles.  Walk in the bike lane and you are sure to get regulated.  Our first excursion took us across the river to Christianson (sp).  It's the more liberal side of town where hashish is sold openly on the street. We did our best to keep together, but got separated, as Sammy went back to retrieve his hat.  We waited and waited.  Finally Sammy appeared sans hat.  So easy to get lost in an unfamiliar place.  

      We made it back to town and ran into Mick, who was browsing the shops.  We sat down at a grooovy outdoor cafe and had fish and chips all the way around .  Perfect.  Thanks Mick!!

        Back at the hotel, Blaine and I decided to go for a little walk.  Actually ended up being about 5 miles.  I think we covered most of the city.  We were like pebbles in a stream of enless hot-looking girls on bikes....

       Later on that night, after we celebrated Rick's birthday at an Indian place, Blaine and I sought out to find some nightlife. We ended up at this local joint where we spent the rest of our Kroners on Mowgli's and beer.  Mowgli's are made with vodka and bailey's.   We talked to some of the local folk who informed us that our hotel was haunted and that there are some places in the city where locals won't go.  

   Copenhagen takes the prize thus far.  We were fortunate to have a night off.  The hotel Phoenix was right in the center of town.  Glad we checked out of the fleabag closet the day before.  Good move!!

    I could definitely spend some more time there....next time rent a bicycle!