Way up north.
GOOD MORNING…
We were at the farthest north point of this tour. It was cold, but not freezing. And it was dry out, so that was reason enough to go for a walk.
All of the basement apts, about 5 steps down, for blocks, had these same handrails.
In pigeon park this dude tried to get friendly.
Everyone had a bike or a baby or a bike with a baby. The town was jumping. The mail carriers have bikes with rolling kickstands, so they can push the bike along if it is a short distance to the next stop.
Brilliant.
When I came thru with the Blood Brothers we were right near the central station.
The Tivoli, decorated for Christmas.
I am not sure if I would go to this hair stylist.
This was on the door of just some random business. I am not sure what the hell was going on in Copenhagen.
The central square was pretty empty, and very impressive.
Best slogan ever. Carling “Probably the best beer in town.”
Lining the railing of the central square.
This bull was kicking the shit out of some crazy ass fish.
Seems like an uncomfortable way to carry someone on your way back from war.
Bike wars!!!
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