Sticky Lego and Cardboard pizza – BUT WITH ELEPHANTS. You’d think that a tourist destination like Legoland would have a pretty easy direct train or shuttle from Copenhagen. While it may in the summer (I don’t know), it does not in the spring. The train from Copenhagen to Billund (the city nearest Legoland) was 2 hours. From there we took a city bus to the park. It was pretty straight forward, just a bit of a hassle transferring with our giant duffle. Inside the park there were lockers where we paid 20DKK to store it for the day. Pretty reasonable, I thought, for a touristy theme park. Legoland was pretty much as I imagined it. A kid’s theme park with rides and sculptures. I did love that the sculptures were animated and ‘came to life’ to tell the story of the set. We walked around the park looking for all of our favourite sets – Star Wars (Andre), NASA (Andre), Animal Safari (Me), Functioning mini-villages (Me) and found...
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Copenhagen, Denmark Denmark is unlike any country I have been to before. The best word I could use to describe it would be ‘equal’. Everyone that lives there seems to be on the same playing field (probably because they are in their socialist economy). Denmark was rated one of the happiest places on the planet – and so I was keeping my eye out for that. However, I didn’t really see it. Everyone seemed so… neutral. It was almost like the country was emotionless. Not happy, not sad, just… biking. Ah the bikes. Bike lanes beside every road, major and side-street. Bike parking outside of every building. Bikes leaned up – unlocked – against every residential suites with no fear of theft. As a pedestrian you are an afterthought as bikes rule this country. It’s quite amazing to see, paired next to minimal traffic and seamless trains coming every few minutes (which of course also have cars designated for bikes). Getting around is a breeze in Copenhagen. Jet...
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Loving a city is pretty easy when you have a good friend touring you around. Miguel and I arrived in Biarritz in the morning to the open arms (actually it was double kisses… we were in France after all) of Laurent. He picked us up at the train station and brought us to our Airbnb. He was curious why we were not staying with him and I really didn’t know. I guess I am shy about asking about that kind of stuff. I was still sick and wouldn’t be much fun without a rest but we all headed out to a nice restaurant on the oceanfront. I couldn’t tell you much about it other than it had a window ledge I could rest my head on and the walk back up was a long steep pathway, but I know the view was beautiful. Beach Parties and €100 Beer After a few hours (I think 5) rest Miguel and I were ready to enjoy this beautiful coastal town. We...
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