The people are kind. Strangers who helped us figure out bus routes. The airport security woman who searched my flagged bag and found hand sanitizer, smiled and told me to have a great day. Uh – that’s not how it works in America. Almost everyone we encountered here was smiling, content and happy.
You can drink anywhere. Our first night in town, we ate dinner in a park near our hostel. People laid out, grilling and drinking beer – normal enough. Then we saw really young looking kids walking around drinking and the airport has free shots at the different liquor/beer shops. Drinking culture is very different here, you can buy alcohol at 16 and go to the bars at 18, nobody seems to give it a second thought. In all our nights out, we didn’t encounter any drunk people.
Danes embrace outside. On a Tuesday night, every park we passed was packed with people. Grilling. Eating dinner. Drinking beer. Tossing a frisbee. Walking the dog. It was like a 4th of July picnic, but on a regular Tuesday night.
It’s quiet. When we deboarded our flight from Orlando, the airport was silent. No hustle and bustle to be found. We were surrounded by people, hundreds, but it was quiet. Nobody shoved, shouted, yelled into the phone. The streets were the same – full of people and life, but calm and quiet.
Everyone dresses nicely. I told Kent I felt like people were looking at us more than usual, he then replied it’s because he was the only person wearing basketball shorts :’). People were dressed nicely, all the time. None of the leggings and trainers you see everywhere back home – skirts and trench coats and cute dresses all day, everyday.
Bikes are prioritized. The bike lanes in Copenhagen were as wide as a regular lanes and blended perfectly with traffic. There were bikes everywhere. If there was a road, so we’re a dozen or so bikes. It got to the point where we didn’t have to watch out for cars, we had to watch for bikers.
Yes, it’s kinda expensive. The food wasn’t as cheap as American food, but we were able to eat well for a good price. We started out mornings at Aldi and usually grabbed kefir and some fruit to fuel us up. On a few occasions we got pizza, because it was the cheapest option nearby. Nyhavn is one of the places where everything was $20~ a plate and we grabbed a medium pizza for $12 instead.