Copenhagen

I met a girl from Germany, named Vilsa, on the train ride here. She was headed to a music festival somewhere in Denmark, which sounded a lot like a Woodstock type of thing. Some how we got on a discussion on America's supersized culture, of which I feel like I have a bit more of a perspective. It was an interesting train ride to say the least. Another thing I was also wondering how the train was going to cross whatever body of water separates the island on which Copenhagen is from mainland Europe. I figured there was a bridge... but I was wrong. The train actually drove on to a ferry. and then drove off when the ferry reached the other side.

I also met a guy, Burt, an architect also headed to Copenhagen. So we joined forces to find a hostel. The one we found turned out to be a shithole. Apparently, the US doesn't allow beds to be as closely packed into a room as we found there (according to the architect). So I would imagine running a hostel in the US wouldn't be very profitable.

My guidebook didn't do a great job of describing all the sites I saw here. I walked around a saw quite a few of them, but I only went up to the top of the Rundetarn (Round Tower) to see the city. The more my trip has progressed the less I've been motivated to really go to any museums or galleries... only because they all seem to be the same. There was an art gallery here that was supposed to have works by Munch, which I did want to check out just to see if they had The Scream, but the place seemed to be under construction and I couldn't find the entrance if it was indeed open.

I only spent two days and one night here before getting on the night train out. I didn't go out to check out the nightlife here too much, and I didn't really care too much. Either I'm starting to feel like I've been there and done that.... or I'm just saving it all up for Amsterdam...