copenhagen III: outside

Looking at my pictures from Stephen's and my four-day weekend in Copenhagen, I have to say: 1) Copenhagen photographs very well; and 2) you'd think it was gorgeous the entire time. Re: 2), that is only because I did not take many pictures when it was pissing down rain -- which may not have actually been as high a percentage of the time as it seemed. (It's possible that my weather standards were a little higher than they should have been since I'd been in Spain not one week before. Oops.)

That's Stephen up there in the picture with me, by the way, from when we spent probably a good half hour amusing ourselves on a big round swing we found in a park. We're total dorks.

copenhagen II: food

Twin highlights of the trip to Copenhagen for me: dinners at Søren K and Relæ. I'd made a booking for the former, which turned out to be unnecessary on a Wednesday night; we went to the latter around ten on a Friday and winged it, and were lucky to snag a spot on the bar. Both were excellent. The food from Relæ doesn't appear on the blog because my iPhone pictures aren't the greatest, but if you're curious to see what we ate (off the vegetarian prix fixe menu), start here and click through. The food from Søren K is in the middle above.

I was a little bummed to get to Relæ so late in the evening, since the street it's on, Jægersborggade, looked like it was probably wonderful in the daytime. A quick note re: Søren K: it would have been helpful to have remembered before setting off in the wind and rain that it's located in the Royal Library (as the website points out on its front page!) because Google Maps makes it seem as though it's in the middle of the square, which is empty. Luckily Stephen figured it out eventually, with no help from me (I was hungry . . . ).

With regards to the rest of the pictures: Torvehallerne has a bunch of shops and restaurants inside and a market outside, and it was one of my favorite parts of the whole Copenhagen visit -- as well as being somehow the only place in the city where I managed to eat smørrebrød. If you go, you should definitely be on the lookout for the bakery that sells the excellent cinnamon twists; they are deadly.

copenhagen I: signs & storefronts

This one's for you, Mand: all the signs I took pictures of in Copenhagen, compiled in one convenient place. Even if you've seen them all already.

the isle of sand and snow

Katherine and I took a four-day weekend and rode a train as far north in Germany as we could go: to Westerland, on the island of Sylt. The day we arrived was sunny and beautiful, so we walked on the beach in search of our hostel. We were told it was "a little outside of the city." That was okay; it was a nice day for walking.

The sun disappeared more or less permanently after that first afternoon, and it turned out we were about a month too early for the start of the (summer?!) season. Our hopes of going to the beach sauna in List and then jumping in the North Sea were dashed, since the sauna doesn't open until April and large sections of the bay were frozen over. We consoled ourselves by eating at Gosch repeatedly and taking a car ferry to Denmark.