Another great thing about Henrik's apartment was that this was just a couple of blocks away.

It was nice to be able to just pile on some clothes and head down for breakfast without having to worry too much about our pre-coffee faces :)

Kinfolk did a great piece about them here too (ah and the to-die-for light and shadows in those photos... ...)



In Copenhagen, we stayed at Henrik's place, an apartment we found through Airbnb. It was just a small studio for sure but the evening light in his place was incredibly beautiful. It was just early summer when we were there but there was light all the way until 10 at night. We would wander downstairs to Irma's for salad, bread and cheese, come back, lit the candles, put on some jazz and chat long into the evening while we ate.

It was to us, as the Danes say, all very hygge.

All that was lacking was maybe a cat or two ;)



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Denmark's design shrine - HAY. If it wasn't for the 25% VAT I would have been in great danger. That said, I did seriously consider lagging back a coffee table.

Copenhagen's longest and most famous shopping street, the Strøget. You can find all kinds of high street and luxury brands here, but I would suggest you just take a stroll one time and go somewhere lots more fun like Nørrebro instead.

Lunch was at an unexpected place with an irresistible sign saying 'Probably the oldest restaurant in town'. We walked in and happily found out that on top of the authentic food and good service, they brewed their own beer too. The charming handwritten receipt said 'since 1787'.

Dropping by the Designmuseum Danmark to see Hans Wegner's chairs. I love exhibitions that lets you sit, touch, stick your face up-close and short of destroying the exhibit, do whatever you like. Afterall, as the designer said, "A chair isn't finished until someone sits in it."

A photo of the designer on the right discussing ideas with friends. That's Borge Mogensen on the far left. What struck me was how unassuming these designer greats look, you probably won't give them a second glance on the street, which makes me wonder why young creatives nowadays sometimes try so hard to 'look the part' with their funky hair and clothes. It's what's inside and what comes out of you that counts.


Passing through Roskilde on the way to Copenhagen, but not without dropping by for some Viking ships and roasted pork burgers, (pickles and pork fat strips included). Yum!



HC and I both agreed that this was the most memorable place for us in Denmark.

They used to have a museum right by the light tower but being pitched right in the middle of a huge migrating sand dune, the museum quickly got buried in just 10 years and was moved elsewhere. The tower is still standing but the coast is getting eroded so fast, they predict it'll simply fall into the sea in the next decade or so.

We reached there in the evening and there were no one but ourselves and the strong winds, shifting sands that were whipping to touch and the sudden, sharp drop from the edge of the cliffs into the big wide sea. There were no barriers, no signs, nothing to warn you about what's coming ahead, just a narrow winding path that suddenly melts into an endless sea of sand and you're upon the dune. 

It was one of the most lonesome places I've ever seen.

Read more about it here.

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