Counting down the days left here.

Tuesday 24^th September.

There’s an area here in Copenhagen called Christiania, where the hippies live, deal 'herbs' and smoke their heads off most of the day. Nearby is Our Saviour’s Church with a spire you can climb up on the outside. Today seems like a good day to tackle them both. Linda advises us to get to the Church at opening time (10am) to avoid the bottlenecks that form on the stairs later in the day. We get there just after 10 and have a fairly clear go at the stairs. There’s a small school group there, but they zip up and back down so fast, we barely notice them. Except for the young girl crawling up because she’s freaked out by the height and the young boy sliding down the external copper stairs on his butt, because he can!

view from the top

I spy the canal boat tour coming along the canal and I know exactly what the commentary is saying. The boat slows as it comes out from under the bridge – photo op!! We did the same thing the other day. We stand on the tower where we’ll be in all the photos and I wave in the hope that someone will wave back, and someone does! Yay!!

Our Saviour's Church

Linda meets us in the grounds of the Church and we make our way to Christiania, where no photos are allowed.

Entry to the 'green zone'. No photos past this point.

This is an area that was a military base in days gone by. When the military left it to wrack and ruin, the hippies moved in and took it over as their own commune. We were a bit early for the full effect, but we saw enough, thanks. There are many garden spaces in Copenhagen and we walked through one around a man-made lake after we left Christiania on our way back into the city proper. I wanted to go to the Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek, an art gallery established by one of the brewing family. Unfortunately, the French masters were not on show as an exhibit had recently finished and the process of rearranging the gallery space was underway. Bummer, but 75DKK each saved. Linda has had to leave us to go home so we decide to try the National Museum again and today, it’s open. We spend several hours in there before finding a new way back to the metro station, some might say we got lost, but that’s being pessimistic!