What a fairytale you were! No wonder Hans Christian Anderson was inspired to write his fairytales here – he was living in one! Perfect canals, and cobbles stones, and guys that look like Prince Charming (!) I love your history. I love how Prince Frederick fell in love with and married a random Australian girl he met in a bar (a real life fairytale!) and I love how everyone was ready to greet me with a smile and point me in the right direction. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more welcomed into a city before. One of my favourite memories will be sitting on the edge of the dock listening to a guitarist and trumpeter play jazz as I watched the people stroll by – if that wasn’t happiness, I don’t know what is.
I have to admit, your weather was a bit like a temperamental child. Pouring rain followed by sun – it was a bit of a downer to jump off the bus and be immediately drenched by the rain as I lugged my suitcase behind me! But then I saw this guy on the other side of the street throw back his head, fling out his arms, and embrace the rain. He had such a happy expression on his face and I decided that maybe the rain wasn’t so bad after all. Maybe every fairytale needs a little bit of rain – a little bit of rain to give us something to fight for.
Indeed, as soon as I saw Nyhavn with the colorful restaurants and boats in the harbour, I didn’t care that it was drizzling. I didn’t care at all. All I cared about was that I was in Copenhagen – IN THE STATE OF DENMARK – and that I was wandering past the buildings and that it was so beautiful. It was beautiful how brightly the colors stood out against the grey skies and it was beautiful the way the sun came out and made the pavement glow.
So thank you, Copenhagen. Thank you for reminding me that fairytales do exist even when the rest of the world tries so hard to make me believe otherwise and thank you for teaching me how to dance in the rain. (Figuratively – because we all know I can’t dance).
Hope to see you again one day!