Booboo Magoo

We had decided that there wasn’t a band playing on Saturday or Sunday that we wanted to see more than we wanted to explore Copenhagen, so after we got up Saturday morning, we packed our stuff. Mike needed room for the gas masks, and we decided we could sacrifice our air mattress to make the space. I gave it to a group of guys who were still lying in their tent with no mattress beneath them. They seemed pretty stoked. We also had about 8 beer left that we didn’t want to haul, so I put on my grass skirt and leopard-ear headband and played beer fairy to a bunch of confused Danes. Their English was very strong, but they kept trying to reaffirm in different ways that the beer was, in fact, free. This was a baffling concept to them, but once they were sure they understood, they insisted on giving me hugs. Basically, dudes in every country can be won over quickly with beer.

We did the short walk to the busses, and made our way back to Copenhagen. We hung out for a bit until we could check in, making use of the hotel’s public computers to book and extra piece of checked luggage (tent) and check email/facebook. Then we had a brief nap. I’d slept pretty terribly the night before because I kept waking up convinced that my sleeping bag had pulled the skin off of my legs. Bad combination of sunburn and hot sweay, lotiony legs. It would only take me a brief second to realize that my legs were fine, just sunburnt, but still a terrible, panicky way to wake up. We cleaned up, then made our way to Tivoli Gardens, a rad ass amusement park. What can I say – Mike knows the way to my heart.

We don’t have too many photos because we put most of our stuff in a locker so we could RIDE THE RIDES. The rides were pretty awesome. It’s not the largest park I’ve ever been to, but the rollercoaster was awesome, and they had this plane ride that is all fast and loops around like you’re an insane WWI fighter pilot that was super rad. Here is one of me by the little garden on one end. You can KIND of see rides in the background.

Before moving on, we stopped for a relaxing beverage in a super ritzy looking patio. I had the most delicious chai tea latte I’ve ever had. It was so delicious that the first thing I did when I reached English soil and had mobile access was text Katy to tell her how delicious it was. So good.

Then we decided we needed a few couply photos.

It was right about this time that the man in the tutu started running around and swimming in the fountain behind us while all his friends cheered. In North America, that sort of behavior gets you evicted from theme parks. Not in Denmark. No security showed up. People just watched and clapped, and when he was done having his fun, he got out. We also noticed that the security restraints on the rides were…somewhat less restrictive. The really dangerous, upside down, crazy ones had 5 point harnesses and locking stuff, but we went on one roller coaster that was seriously just a lap bar like you’d see on a kiddie ride. No real danger – it didn’t go upsidedown or anything, but it just struck me that we are sometimes a little overzealous with the safety in North America. No one got hurt, no one did anything stupid. Was just fun for everyone.

After Tivoli, we went for all you can eat pizza and salad. Apparently all I can eat is two pieces and one salad, but that’s okay because it was pretty cheap. Only 89 Kroner! I loved the prices in Denmark. 100 Kroner is about £10 or $17 Cdn dollars, so you’d get bills for dinner that were comically large numbers – 180 Kroner for two people to eat pizza and have a soda, or 100 Kroner for a t-shirt. Also, you feel pretty rich carrying around bills with numbers like 500 on them.

We then went back to the hotel and crashed. Hard. The air mattress and tent were good as far as camping go, but it’s hard to beat a real bed.

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