My view out of our Air B&B bedroom confirmed cloudy
skies with drizzle.
Upon closer examination of the scene I noticed a Wood
Pigeon was puffing up it’s feathers and preening. Just in case it was cold as
well as wet I checked the temperature for the day and sure enough it was a cool
7-10 degree C. We figured if feathers were good enough for a pigeon we would
follow suit so donned our ‘feathers’ and rain gear and headed out.
Our exploration the neighborhood yielded a bumper crop of
people encounters. While walking
past a community park we noticed 2 to 5 year old children tearing around on scooter
bikes with parents chatting to each other.
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The whole park was fenced in and fitted out with a plethora
of features for kids to practice balance and learn how to stay inside defined
lines. We had a delightfully informative chat with the father of one of the two
year olds.
He and his wife have three boys, a number of bikes and no car.
Copenhagen is completely designed for such a family with safe infrastructure, a
density of population and lots of stores and services easily attainable on
bike.
As we were chatting a coffee truck pulled into the park
opened up the back and was ready for business. I gleaned enough information from the owner to start the
wheels rolling in my head for a retirement project in Saskatoon!!
Leaving the park we noticed people snuggled up in blankets
chatting and drinking coffee in the cool and damp.
We then picked up our bikes from the B&B and head out
to explore Ørestad, a newer area of Copenhagen about 10 km. away. It was billed
on our map as: ‘Nature and water blend perfectly with award-winning
architecture designed by Danish architect Bjarke Ingles”. It seemed an odd mix
of this very modern, massive hotel, buildings with high tech company logos and
new apartments being build. It certainly did not have the elements of community
that exist in the older part of Copenhagen.
We found Lucas Cycle where we had rented our bikes, locked
them up and popped the key into the slot and walked home to a glass of wine and
some cheese. Tomorrow we fly to Brussels for a visit with our friend Anne
Vandenbroeke.
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