Ive been in Copenhagen for 2 nights at the Anglo Comedy Festival and it has been an awesome time. The shows were really good, professionally run and well attended. The scene is cool in Copenhagen, good comics and a fairly savvy comedy audience.
I had a nice time not having to worry about organising the show and could just hang out and enjoy my weekend away. We went to cool bars and everyone was super cool. I like the Danish attitude. Scandinavian but having different cultural influences, they are down to earth, not convinced they are the centre of the planet like…anyway. Also Swedish jokes KILL in Denmark. I love the bike culture too, a night out on the town is like bike porn for me, checking out all the different types and individual styles. Bikes to me are like shoes to women. I need more and I need one for every situation.
As I left Copenhagen today I had a feeling like I didn’t want to go home. I was enjoying my holiday and this is a cool city. I almost always want to come home so this struck me kinda hard. Also I may have been very hung over. Or was it the late night KFC feast Anders and I shared? Side details. I had to connect through Stockholm and as I sat waiting for my flight I saw the Estonian Air jet which would take me back and my heart began to twinge for Estonia again. Then it all came on strong as we flew in over Tallinn, however weird or funny this place might be, it is my home. There is always going to be something cooler or more appealing around the corner, but it is whats right in front of you which holds the most excitement for me now.
Here are my highlights of Copenhagen
Which country shall we invade next? At 3am, there is only one choice!
I went to the Mikkeller Bar, they have 20 of their own IPAs on tap and they are marvellous. Such a cool bar to sit around and get wasted on great beer. This day was their 2 year birthday and for 2 hours they had free beer. Unfortunately I arrived in the last minute and only got 1 for free.
Immigrants bring great stuff, like dodgy ass markets, loved it. I spent 2 hours going through every bike store in town tracking down parts for my bikes.
Dürüm Bar…. what the hell is that…. OH DÖNER KEBABS!!! I get it now! Thank you overly obvious sign!
Seriously Denmark, it’s over. What extra stuff could you possibly have on it. Move on. Build a bridge. Just not to Oslo.
Taxis in Copenhagen all have a rack which you can put your bike on late at night.
Finally the man we all love THE Joe Eagan!