Leaving Copenhagen (and Denmark) and heading back to Amsterdam, I got to take a few shots on my way.
Windmills, hundreds of them in the countryside — when taking off a sea windmill farm with 20 windmills is visible just outside Copenhagen Harbor. Sorry I could not catch that.
Kastrup International Airport with its mind-boggling teak flooring — "impossibly efficient" as Wallpaper* reviews it. The photo doesn't do it justice, it's the nicest airport I've seen and the flooring gives it a very personal and almost cozy feeling despite its vast dimensions.
The 7845m Øresund Link bridge and tunnel combo joins the Danish capital to southern Sweden.
Now — back in Bucharest.
Copenhagen in a nutshell
I thought long and I thought hard about defining the essence of how I perceived Copenhagen, only to realize in the end that summarizing it's not difficult at all. Here it is.
These are pictures were shot on the same day, the first one — through telephoto lens — on the remote bank of the canal, and the other one on my side, and they're suggestive to me because they depict the two ends of Scandinavian — and especially Copenhagen — feeling.
The picture of Copenhagen Opera House reflects my sensation that the place is jammed with bold design, landmark architecture and advanced technology.
This is the country of Peter Bang and Svend Olufsen, of Arne Jacobsen (have a look at his chairs) and Georg Jensen (damn, I irreversibly fell in love with his Koppel Chronograph), of BoConcept, LEGO and, of course, the country of Stimorol, Carlsberg and Tuborg.
There is Illums Bolighus on Amagertorv 10, a four story temple of design houseware, a Danish design crash-course almost as comprehensive as Kunstindustrimuseet and certainly a commercial smash hit.
Speaking of Kunstindustrimuseet (Danish Museum of Art and Design), this is a place so special it deserves a post of its own.
On the other hand, the city manages to remain human, sweet and cozy. No tube, no traffic jams, in a no-hassle metropolitan environment with a population only slightly over the 1 million mark. People are riding their bikes everywhere, but everything is within walking distance in the central area if you are a determined walker. Many places look like holiday resorts, with tiny restaurants and small terraces one next to another, with colorful people and laid-back atmosphere.
There is Tivoli Gardens amusement park, with friendly butterflies and people screaming upside-down and there is Amagertorv, one of Europe's most attractive shopping strips, a sweet, sweet poison for your bank account.
God, I love this place!
If yesterday I came face to face with a rainbow in Amsterdam, today I've met up with a friendly butterfly here in Copenhagen. He was fluffy like a kitten, so I was tempted to pet his back and see if he purrs, but he wouldn't let me.
I have also seen the upside-down people, all screaming in terror and I felt terribly sorry for them. Maybe this is how they punish people around here when they look and act unreasonably normal. Because they do.
If you work with graphic designers or are one yourself you'll probably be interested in the only joke about graphic design that I know of. [Via Posterwire] Pay attention:
Q: How many graphic designers does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Does it have to be a light bulb?
Our profession doesn't seem to be very fertile for making jokes about, don't you think? I have no clue why is that or whether it's a good thing or not. Are we a solemn species of unsmiling fellows?