We followed a walking tour down the Stroget, Europe's first and greatest pedestrian shopping mall. I thought the glow from this yellow window display beamed sunshine on a cloudy day!
It didn't take our little one long to assume her routine of removing her shoes and socks as we toured around. It is like a reflex or instinct! I wonder if it helps relax her to go barefoot? Whatever it takes.
Established in the 1670s Nyhavn ("New Harbor") is a recently gentrified sailors' quarter. With its trendy cafes, jazz clubs, and tattoo shops, Nyhavn is a wonderful place to hang out. We were there by 8:30 AM so we had the place to ourselves. We passed by later in the day and it was jam-packed so we were happy we snagged the opportunity while we could. We pressed on to see the overrated and overphotographed symbol of Copenhagen, The Little Mermaid. She is small and indeed a huge tourist trap. I cringed with the tacky knick knacks hawked all around her, but she was a hit for Connor. She LOVED the Little Mermaid and wanted to swim right out to meet her!
We took in Amalienborg Palace and Square and then on to lunch at Restaurant Ida Davidsen. This eatery is another of the 1,000 Places to See... and is a showcase of the national open sandwich called smorrebrod.
Ironically Ida herself took our order for her yummy sandwiches. Ida runs this fifth-generation family restaurant, now more than a century old. The menu of 178 variations, said to be the largest in Scandinavia, is the size of the Copenhagen telephone directory. The sandwiches are displayed in a glass case, and like everything in this aesthetically sensitive country, each is carefully and artfully prepared. The choices are delectable, if somewhat improbable: tongue with fried egg, pigeon with mushrooms, and pureed smoked salmon head the more imaginative offerings.Kirk was a huge fan of the smorrebrod!Connor on the other hand, was not such a fan of the fancy food. So we picked up some of her favorite treats in the nearby market!Last stop was the Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek, Scandinavia's top art gallery - ironically funded by beer money! Since the gallery didn't allow strollers and our princess was napping peacefully Kirk made the rounds while we stayed out to continue the snooze. But Kirk took some great photos so I feel like I was inside nonetheless.He said one of the unique displays taught about how many Greek sculptures were originally painted with color. I never knew that, did you? Strange to picture them that way when the soft, cool white marble is so mesmerising. The exhibit had original aged pieces paired with replicas with their believed-authentic hues.Those Danish ladybugs even made it into the Carlsberg gallery! Spot her near the "o" in "continues"Rodin was big at this museum. One of his "Thinkers" was in the outdoor gardens, which we all got to enjoy. And at long last we boarded our boat and called Cara to tell her we made it before we set sail. So much to tell as we were met with cruise culture overload, but will save that for a future post. Ahoy!!!