Copenhagen

Yesterday I went abroad for the day. I still find it hard to call Copenhagen abroad but yes; it is in another country, they do speak another language and so on. I do understand what they are saying in Danish but have to admit that I use English as much as possible just to sure.

As always I went strait to my favorite confectionary: La Glace. It was opened in 1870 and the enviroment is like it was with minor changes to upgrade it to the 21st century. I always have their speciality "Sports cake". It's made out of crouched nougat, whipped cream, macaron botton and has caramelized chaux pastry on it. They have been making it since 1891. (www.laglace.dk)

I didn't do any shopping this time; instead I was a tourist. I started off by visiting Rosenberg's Castle. It was stuffed with people like me and with several guided tours going on it wasn't easy to look around. Even with this said the place was a bit of disappointment as there were a lot to look at but not a sign to tell what I was actually looking at. All we got was a paper with a map saying what room I was entering. I guess I should had bought the guidebook. Not even the crown jewels were that impressive.

The David collection was next on my path. It's a museum that is housed in the building that once was occupied by the founder C.L David. It has 3 different exhibitions: Islamic art, European 18-th century art and Early modern Danish art. In art they mean not only paintings. Mr David owned some very nice furniture that I wouldn't mind having myself.

After a quick lunch at some Italian place since I couldn't find the place I was looking for, I continued to Thorvaldsen's Museum. It was opened in 1848 and very much looks like it did back then. It houses nearly all of his orginal models for the sculptures, sketches, drawings and his own collection of subjects from acient Greek, Roman and Egypt. From there it was just across the road to Christiansborgs Palace and the Royal Reception rooms. One had to wear shoe covers. One thing did disappoint me and this is my being really picky. Being able to read and understand both languages I noticed several translation mistakes. The worsed one was when a small snake was called a small worm. On the tapestry the text was describing it is very clearly a snake.

After a quick snack after this I was definitive ready to go home and after 1½ hours travelling I was back in Trelleborg. The bus ride from Malmö was so bad that one woman as we steped off said "one could think he had stolen the bus"

Tomorrow I'm looking forward to get some more samples to my Hoya collection. At least I should be ... there are 250 different sorts and I only have 21.