An Evening in Copenhagen
As I’m typing this, I’m sitting in the Copenhagen airport (Kastrup), looking at the Icelandair-plane I’m about to board, and I figure I have some 15 minutes to kill before they start boarding. So here goes: My first evening in Copenhagen (click the link for all the images, I’ll just post a few below).

The bathroom floor was HEATED! Oh, few things bring a smile to a face as easily as a warm tiled floor in the morning.

There were also two chairs, a desk and a wall-hung TV in the room, but there simply wasn't room for anything else.

I was lucky in that my room faced away from the street, so it was very quiet - except for when the kitchen staff in the kitchen directly below me were doing their evening chores to the beat of loud techno-music.

I decided to go out for a short walk around 8pm. Here is the hotel I was staying at (with the black vertical sign on the outside).

The Danes like(d) decorating their buildings high up. Here's one interesting sculpture on top of a building.

It turned out Copenhagen is Under Construction. According to a local they're putting in new subway routes and stations, so almost all the roads are torn up, and will remain so until 2016 or something!

One of the entrances to the Tivoli (amusement park). It cost 95 danish kronas to enter, so I decided to give it a miss since it was very late.
… and here is where my airport-internet-subscription ran out, and I had to go board my plane. A few hours later I was in my home, sweet, home. Anyway, back to the pictures:

Friday-Rock! It's funny walking around and all the words are strange, but you still mostly understand them.

The Danes sure do love their bikes, which isn't surprising considering just how FLAT the country is!

A hot chocolate and cookie were in order since it was getting a bit chilly outside, mmmm. By the way... See that 'guy' sitting by one of the tables. He's a statue!
And with that, I went back to the hotel, and stayed up way too late because Copenhagen is two hours ahead of Reykjavik, which meant that my usual bedtime of ‘midnight’ got translated to 2 am. That made waking up at 8 am ever soooo pleasant, not.