Doing a 'John'

Got back somewhat sweaty but was pleased to find a bottom bunk had become available. Decamped & spread out. Took a while to cool down. Mapped out a route to take in a few more offbeat destinations a little further out - the Christiana region was a hippy enclave but for the most part has been somewhat gentrified - we'll see. Also wanted to see Coppenhill - a incinerator that has the added feature of being an artificial ski slope. You can hike to the top and get great views of the city. Up & down a few times due to forgotten bits and pieces. A sign of things to come. Managed to take in a couple of parts of Christiana that seemed to suggest what it might have been. Some nice little tracks and waterside spots though. Off skiing - well not but the ski slope. Was half expecting them to charge to go up. Guess the thirsty captive market at the rooftop cafe paid for itself & then some. A 100m climb later, somewhat sweaty & enjoying the views - could see the bridge linking Denmark to Sweden. All very nice. The casual stroll back down became rather more urgent when I began to ponder what on earth had become of my satnav - remembered taking it off & putting it on the rack while I sorted out. Then a blank but it wasn't in my pockets. Very black feeling - putting the Danish honesty to the test so soon. Initial sightings of my bike were inconclusive - damn my shit eyes. Thankfully the Danes can be trusted - satnav sat exactly where I left it. Phew - the cycle can continue. Pushed onto the beach, along with half of Copenhagen it would seem, though no congestion carnage here, just loads of bikes. Admittedly the bike parks were very full and as for the beach - no swim just a punnet of strawberries in a shady quiet spot away from the noise.Meer informatie