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I extirpate myself from the super comfy two-person bed(!) of the great Book1 Hostel in Aarhus only to gain the comfort of the Danish trains. Love them!

Unfortunately I didn’t managed to snatch a window seat on the left side (where the fjord will be), but still, it was a wonderful journey to København. As soon as we exit Fredericia, the train crosses a bridge over a narrow straight, and I’m off the continent again, and on the island of Fyn. It has a hilly agriculture-rich countryside like on the continental part.

After Odense, we get to the huge bridge over the Great Belt (the large straight between Fyn and Sjælland, the main island). Midway through the crossing, we reach a tiny island. I can see another bridge disappearing in the distance, but this one is for cars. We, instead, are going down through a tunnel under the sea (another one!), which is freaking awesome, and feels like a rehearsal for the Øresund crossing in two days.

On Sjælland, the scenery is much flatter and sandier, as I more expected the country to be. The train crosses the entire island eastward, until my destination of København [Copenhagen].

The sun is bright, and after a delicious pizza, I explore the city center. I didn’t remember quite how beautiful København is! All these large buildings of red-orange bricks, the facades, the classic architecture, the canals… Yum!

After a couple hours of wandering, I check-in at the hostel, and immediately get back out. I stroll towards the South-East, on another island, and I find a very pleasant path along the water, a place of peace and quiet and nature. Further up the path, I unexpectedly find myself in the middle of the Christiana neighbourhood, which is basically the Hippie quarter of København. Street arts and unlawfulness seem to reign here.

I walk back towards the center, with a precise place in mind: Hviids Vinstue.

It’s the oldest bar in København. Let this fact click in your mind: it was established in 1723. 1723. 301 YEARS AGO! I came here in 2016 with Alex, Paul and Bobby, completely by chance, and we ended up staying all day drinking, talking sci-fi and playing Barbu. It was one of the intemporal moments that I’ll cherish all my life. I sat just beside the large round table where we drank in 2016 for a little while.

Nostalgia is strong in this one.

My sense of orientation has getting worse recently it seems. I keep getting lost here. What an irony, to get lost in the capital of a Viking-descending country, people that could navigate on the high seas just by looking at where Orion was in the sky or something.