Uncle Ron, we are going to rip Stockholm a new one

Dear Uncle Ron, Stockholm is not going to know what hit it.  I bought my train ticket today and Im so excited.

Today on the blog, were going to have a guest photographer, because I am an idiot and when we went into Copenhagen yesterday I forgot my camera.  Her name is Stephanie Lyall, and shes an aussie.  Yes, that backwards place where instead of hitting deer, they can hit kangaroos.  Yes, I said it, kangaroos.

We started off on a lovely train on our way to Copenhagen.  I pretended to be a floating head.

Me without a body

This weekend is called Contemporary Copenhagen and about 50 galleries are having new installations and openings so we went to go see a couple, but we only ended up seeing one of them.  It was this gallery called Henningsen Contemporary at Green Square.  It was this exhibit called Photographic Tendencies and it was just a whole bunch of photographs.  Thats not really the interesting part, the interesting part is that the gallery ended up being right next to the beach so we walked down to the harbor and looked at the water.  When you looked across the way you could see Sweden.  So I saw Sweden yesterday.

Also, when you looked across to Sweden you could see this big building or as Dad would say, edifice.  Evidently a couple of decades ago, when Denmark was trying to outlaw nuclear power, Sweden decided that they were going to build a nuclear power plant.  That power plant ended up being the building that you could see across the way from the harbor in Copenhagen.  I thought this was a really jerk move of the Swedish people, because now everytime you look at the view from the Copenhagen harbor it’s just a big slap in the face to the Danish people.  This being the case, Im going to punch Sweden when I get there.

A fun fact about the Danish people is that most of them have holiday houses.  These houses are about the size of my “apartment.”  Its really adorable though, because there are neighborhoods full of them next to the harbor.  So there are hundreds of these little tiny houses on the beach and it just looks like a miniature version of a town since they’re all so small.

Tiny Town

After the trip to the harbor we went more towards the city center and got some pizza danishes (yes, they were delicious) and sat by the canal and watched all the people in the canal tour boats go by.  After that we went to this LoppenMart (flea market) and I got this really sweet leather jacket for only 100 Kr.  Which I cannot express to you exactly how badass I look in it, I’ll give you a hint, it’s a lot.

Then we went down to Christiania.  There was a guy playing the steel drums out front which made me think that I was somehow about to witness a girls gone wild commercial.  Christiania for those of you who don’t know about it is this place where old hippy stoners took over this old military base and now they just sit around at this cafe’ and drink beer and smoke copious amounts of weed.  Theres a lot of cool art and graffiti, but theres also a lot of hippies so it’s a pretty even balance of good and bad.  You’re not allowed to take pictures there so, unfortunately I can’t show you what it looks like, I guess you will just have to come here and see for yourself.

There is one more thing about Denmark that I have yet to address.  As some of you may know, I love fonts, I know, I know its absurdly nerdy, but not more nerdy than some fellow family members (I will not name names), and Danish design is ALL about some helvetica.  I have a love-hate relationship with this font, its beautiful when used sparingly.  When used with certain graphics it truly can be a quite beautiful ad, but the Danish use it for EVERYTHING.  Its everywhere, on buildings, on ads, on signs, on addresses, on postcards, on letters, on newspapers.  By now you probably catch my drift, and I think Im about to overdose on it.

Pictured: Cliché