Denmark – It's a Britta Bottle!

Helsingør and Helsingborg are cities in Denmark and Sweden, respectively. They are a short ferry ride away from each other across the Øresund, a strait that connects the Baltic Sea to the Atlantic Ocean.

My friend, Lexi, and I decided to make a day trip to visit both of them during my stay in Denmark. Lexi had already been to both places, but was nice enough to accompany me on my visit to them.

Helsingør is about an hour away from Copenhagen by train–we just hopped on an early train in Copenhagen and were in Helsingør before we knew it.

About Helsingør–it’s adorable. Almost disgustingly adorable. While in Denmark, I found that most towns and hamlets relied heavily on quaint, rustic architecture and aesthetics. Perhaps I was easily swayed because I’m the type of person who values aesthetically pleasing areas and perhaps it’s because I had just come from Thailand, which isn’t exactly a country of highly aesthetically pleasing towns (streets and sidewalks in Thailand are generally unkempt and dirty, at least by Western standards, and often times buildings appear to be quickly put up simply to serve a function). That said, I very quickly fell in love with the kitschy, cute nature of Danish towns and cities. Helsingør certainly was at the top Continue reading “Helsingør and Helsingborg”

Now that I am back from my travels with a little more time on my hands, I’ll have a handful of posts coming your way about some of the places I visited and experienced while on my month-long excursion through Denmark, Germany, and Thailand.

Starting off this series of travel posts is one of my favorite adventures from my time in Europe.

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When I got to Denmark, my friend Lexi, whom I was visiting, assured me that Denmark was entirely flat and farm-like. “Believe me, ” she said as we were boarding the train to begin our day-trip adventure to Møns Klint (The Cliffs of Møn), “Once we leave Copenhagen, you’ll begin to think you’re in Iowa.”

Now Lexi and I are both Midwestern girls. Though both of us hail from Minnesota, we both have family in our home state’s southern neighbor and have spent more than our fair share of time there. We knew that any comparison to Iowa could only mean one thing–flat farmland and fields as far as the eye can see.

As the train made it’s way out of Copenhagen and into the country, the landscape did, indeed, start to look more farm-like. However, once we made it to the cliffs (and oh man, was that an adventure to itself–see below), we were in a completely different world; a world that most definitely had no resemblance to the plains of Iowa. In fact, Lexi, who has been a resident of Denmark for almost two years now, said of Møns Klint, “Well, I had no idea Denmark’s landscape could be this interesting.”

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The trip to Møns Klint took a bit of planning because we had a couple of transfers from Continue reading “Møns Klint”

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