On my afternoon flight to Amsterdam, I had some white wine and the best cheese sandwich of my life (as chronicled in a previous post). Thus began my cheese-filled weekend in the Netherlands.
My friend Margaret and I stayed at the Van Gogh hostel conveniently located near many of the museums in the city while the rest of our group stayed in an Airbnb on the outskirts of the city center. After dropping off our bags, Margaret and I took a scenic walk along one of Amsterdam’s many canals to meet the rest of the gang at their Airbnb. Google Maps got us within a few blocks of the apartment but failed to fully execute. Once again, living that #NoData life left us stranded and lost. The neighborhood was eerily empty and gray. However, I yet again had Lady Luck to bail me out. After about fifteen minutes of aimlessly wandering, we coincidentally ran into everyone else returning from buying groceries. That night we ate too much pasta and watched Monster’s Inc (I couldn’t tell you why that was our choice in a movie). Because of our late afternoon arrival, we took the evening easy and waited until the next morning to begin exploring.
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I’m excited to finally be sitting down to write about Copenhagen, even if it is five months later. When people ask me my favorite place I went, I always say, besides Budapest (which of course I am biased about because I spent the longest time there), it was Copenhagen.
It was one of the only cities I could picture myself actually living in, if it wasn’t for the lack of daylight in the winter and the outrageous prices. But I’m from the Midwest, so I’m used to dark winters, and if I made a salary in Danish krone, then I think I could make it work.
Our outstandingly comfortable Ryan Air flight (hint – sarcasm) landed around 5pm, so our first day in the city was short. We took public transit from the airport to our hostel; the trains in Copenhagen are very clean and they have nifty headphone ports built in for you to listen to the radio, albeit with a lot of static.
If you’re traveling to Copenhagen though, I don’t recommend relying on public transit. You have to specify when buying your ticket which station you are getting off at and tickets are very infrequently checked by patrolling workers, which leaves you with the moral dilemma of paying for a $5 ticket or risking it in the hope that yours won’t get checked. It’s also just inconvenient – there aren’t enough stops to make it easy to get around the whole city. But while I was there, they were building new stations, so I think the city knows it has room to improve in that department. We found it quickest and easiest to bike, although it’s a little difficult when you have to stop and pull out your phone for directions frequently. So most of the time we walked. A lot.
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