open-air museum – Growing With Leala

The next morning I walk down to Den Gamle By, an open air museum. I am really digging these open air museums lately. I love popping into a historic town and seeing how people lived. It’s voyarism at its best.

They must have built this entrance later because it seems they actually have us start now in present day instead of old times. I can tell later there was another entrance in the back of the complex. So basically I start in present day times, exploring stores and apartments set up on how people in Denmark live today. The apartments they show are pretty large. I move onto the 1950-1970’s stores and apartments. Finally its the early 1900’s and 1800’s.

I slowly glide through businesses and apartments from 1974 (the year I was born!). Again it is fun walking through apartments, one of a hippie commune, and wondering how life was like. There is an apartment that is set up like it houses Turkish immigrants and I learn how much labor had to be imported because they could not find native residents who could fill the employment needs.

At some point I end up in a museum, it is easy to get carried away here.

1800’s

I know I have missed something so I head back to see the 1970s gynecological office. Seems a little out of a horror movie. But things have surely gotten better, Right?

After Den Gamble By I travel over to Dokk1 which is basically a library. There is a very interesting art work here by the car park which is a city upside down. The car park itself is pretty cool. People park their car into available docks or elevators and I am assuming the car gets taken below. They then retrieve it later.

I later walk along the harbor a bit and then past a historic theater near my hotel.

I head to dinner, during this time I notice a bunch of white captain hats. A quick google tells me that those wearing them are recent graduates from high school and it is a Denmark tradition. Watching the graduates party seems to be a regular thing during the rest of my time in Denmark.

The next day I let myself rest a bit only leaving briefly to get coffee, where I get temporarily trapped by the rain. I am woken up by fireworks at 11:30 PM and loud birds in the early morning, a pattern that repeats the next night. Why I decided to not wear ear plugs when sleeping with an open window is beyond me. I eventually get my motivation and walk towards the water to explore one of the newer neighborhoods. I had originally planned to bike there as one blogger suggested but it isn’t a far walk. Sometimes I prefer walking so I can catch things along the way. Today is summer solstice so I’ll have plenty of sun to explore today.

Watching bike commuters while I’m trapped by rain.

I make it out to a Danish brunch and I’m a fan. The menu lists a bunch of choices and you can choose from a list of items to make your own breakfast combination.

I walk by rows and rows of boats. It is windy but the rain has stopped and the sun is out, I wonder why people are not out today. I know it is a week day but I always had the impression that Northern Europeans disappear from the office when they begin to see sunny days. I round the corner and see some sailboats. It seems like they are practicing tacking (I believe that is the word for turning around a water craft with a sail a term I only know because I had an ex determined to teach me how to wind surf).

I admire all the architecture. With all the windows I am able to slightly see into some apartments. I am very jealous of this lifestyle. Due to me not working and blowing all my money on travel I doubt I’ll be able to afford this lifestyle during my lifetime.

I walk past a row of wooden loft like houses. I can see completely inside and there are no curtains in sight (again with the large windows). It appears they can be rented out for stays. They are the definition of hygge. I have already decided that if I ever own a home again at least one room will be inspired by this.

I walk to another pier that seems to be the place for water sports. There is an area for swimming and a place to practice wake boarding. I watch for a while.

I had decided to head back toward the Latin quarter when I spot a dome in the distance on another pier. There are square foot gardens, wildflower patches and a cafe. The cafe seems to be occupied by a private meeting so I wander around for a bit instead.

It is here I decide to finally rent the bike, although my ride back is pretty short. I guess I could have taken it out for longer but it seems that it is going to rain again.

After a break in my room I head to a nice cafe. I am not impressed with my meal but the atmosphere is nice. I even get chilly and need to use my jacket. I have a cocktail at a local bar and then head to 7-eleven to get a water and some snacks. While in line a very intoxicated high school grad caresses my arm. He isn’t trying to be a jerk, he is just very drunk and friendly, even telling the older lady in line next to me that she is beautiful. It is a very weird interaction. I witness broken beer bottles and cups of half empty alcohol randomly placed around town. I am sure it is not always like this, is it?

Tomorrow I’m off to Ribe, Denmark’s oldest town.

This morning we have a quick flight back to Oslo where we finish up the trip. For our next accommodation I have booked a two bedroom apartment in the nice Frogner area of town. We visit the rental office to drop off our bags because we are too early to check in. From here we take the bus to the Norsk Folkemuseum. Did I mention we are here in a heat wave? The highs are in the low 80°F (average 70°) but the sun is very intense since we are located much closer to the sun at summertime. It gets quite warm when you are not in the shade. Most places have no air conditioning so it is getting warm indoors during the day. From what we have been told its unseasonably hot right now. Even Bergen is more hot and sunny than usual. We caught no rain at all there.

D has another friend in Oslo so we meet her at the Norsk Folkemuseum, an open air museum that shows life in Norway during different historical periods. I knew nothing about this museum until my friend A suggested it. We spend a few hours here going from exhibit to exhibit. D has time to catch up with her friend she hadn’t seen in many years so this is an especially good time for her. We even see the church that inspired the Norway church at Epcot.

We walk to catch the ferry to town after the folk museum. We joke that we end up on the popeye tug boat route instead of the large fancy ferry we see in other routes.

We have one more dinner together and decide to head back to our very nice apartment to unwind for the evening, plus my friends need to pack for tomorrow. Both are flying home tomorrow (T is staying local because she lives in Oslo). A was supposed to spend one more night in town with me but is flying standby and the flights only look good for her tomorrow in order to return home on a timely basis.

The next morning I walk them down to the train and say my goodbyes. I don’t mind traveling alone but I really do appreciate having the company.

I think this is it for travel companions for me during this bout of travel. I might meet up with other people briefly but no one else has signed on to do multi-day travel with me. It’s understandable; I know it is a privilege and not easy to do what I do. All the things aligned in a sense (good and bad) for me to be able to adopt this travel lifestyle, at least temporarily.

After I leave my friends I go see the statue of Freya, the poor unfortunate walrus that was killed because she was a nuisance in Oslo by boarding boats and chasing tourists that get too close to her. She was euthanized because humans couldn’t handle her.

After my visit to Freya I plan to visit a sculpture garden a couple miles away. Tired of walking I decide to utilize the Lime bikes nearby (bike rental). I already have an account with Lime in the USA so it should be easy enough for me to rent. I have a short discussion with a local who is irritated that he can’t park his car because lime bikes are in the way. I tell him I am not parking them as I am trying to rent one myself. He thinks they are a nuisance but I think they are great for tourists like me. It is a short ride to the sculpture garden; it is slightly a pain to park the bike because it will not release the bike from you if you are not located in a legal parking area (strange how I was able to rent the bike from a seemingly illegal area). Eventually I find a suitable place to park and walk the rest of the way. My bike ride is mostly uneventful with the only conflicts being locals trying to pass me up and almost causing an accident in the process.

The sculpture park is small with only a couple statues one being provocative. The park is located outside the modern art museum that is currently closed because they are switching out the exhibits.

My plan for the rest of the day is to make a sandwich and have a picnic in a nearby park. I get some groceries and return to the apartment but it is another hot day and I am not sure I am up for another day in the sun. Temperatures are normally much more mild this time of year. It is just my luck that I am here the hottest time of the year.

Since I am switching countries tomorrow I decide my time is better served following up on upcoming travel arrangements. I still have over a month left of travel and not all of it has been finalized yet. Being used to staying up late with my friend I do not get to bed until after 11:00 PM. The windows are open to keep me cool and I still hear partying outside. The next morning the party is still going outside. Even after I clear out of the rental there are people in the streets in their night clothes who obviously not been home yet.

The train ride to the airport is easy and quick but the Oslo airport is the busiest airport I’ve checked into since I’ve been flying in Norway. Today there are travelers who don’t understand Norway’s self-service check in and it slows things down considerably. Luckily I am very early so I don’t sweat the extra wait time.

Now I am at the gate trying to stay awake until I board my plane. Looking forward to a nap on the way to Denmark.

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