Our flight home had a 23 hour layover in Copenhagen. The highest point in all of Denmark is only 561 feet above sea level, so hiking was not really an option.
Having a late lunch outdoors, we heard trumpet heralds and looked down the street to see horses on parade. According to our waiter, the queen was returning from sailing today (1). My wife disappeared down the street to see the show, while I stayed at the table, not wanting to dine and dash.
The sunset kayak tour was more organized (and less dangerous) than our paddle through the busy and narrow canals of Venice. Copenhagen harbor and the adjoining canals are larger and quieter that Venice. Our guide, Ida, pointed out various buildings, many in the modern Danish style with lots of glass and wood (2). On the paddle with us was a doctor from the Netherlands studying juvenile epililepsy in pursuit of a PhD (in addition to her MD).
(1) He actually said "sailing and smoking." He mimed a long drag in a cigarette. During her New Years address on "the telly," she used to smoke as she addressed the nation.
(2) "Do you see that?" She asked, pointing to a modern bridge.
"Not really, I lost my glasses the other day." I said.
"We already ask whether guests are 18 and can swim. Maybe we should add a question about whether they can see!" the guide replied.
Copenhagen Harbor.
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