Good question when summer has reached Copenhagen. I don’t. At least not when you get days like the one I got a couple of weeks ago. The plan was to spend the day unpacking boxes, putting wardrobes together and rushing around to the pride of my home country, a.k.a. flat pack paradise, various hardware stores and other places of limited interest on a sunny summer’s day. Instead, when I realised what the weather was going to be like, I quickly decided to take a day off from my new flat. A phone call to my water sport fan of friend and breakfast in the harbour was sorted.
After that, a morning on a Jet Ski, lunch on the waterfront, a couple of hours of sailing before another few turns on the Jet Ski to get to the beach. Some swimming, followed by a nap in the sand to relax from the slightly busy (eh…) day and then back to the sailboat again. The excellent July day was completed with a bbq and a bottle of wine in the cockpit before drowsing off to the sound of water against the hull - hard to beat.For the more urban evenings in Copenhagen, the bbq can be moved to the brand new balcony and caipirinhas in Lapa can be replaced by the Danish cocktail haven downtown. Push the golden doorbell and walk through the black door to enter cocktail paradise. Your taste buds will be treated with cocktail combinations and flavours far better than most places. In other words, I think I’ll survive for a little while still without Brazilian beauty.
Totally off the topic, got a bit confused the other day. While waiting for the dentist a book caught my eyes on the table in the waiting room. “Guide til Danmarks bjerge” – “Guide to the mountains of Denmark”. Very odd concept indeed.
