Soooo alot has happened in the past week. Last Tuesday, we woke up early because we had a few things to take care of before heading off to Kroner land. (Kroner is the currency in Denmark, it confused Michaela, but more about that later.) We had to go to the Eurail office because Michaela can't read directions. She apparently left the cover of her Eurail pass in Canada somewhere (possibly in a garbage can) and her Eurail pass is not valid without it. Of course, she only realizes this two weeks into our trip so she has been travelling illegally. How wonderful. So we got that figured out and then went to the NS Documentations museum. We could have spent all day in there. It was so detailed and so many exhibitions. Breanne learned alot and Michaela just added to her already extensive knowledge base of such things. In the basement of the museum were old cells that have been preserved. It was pretty creepy down there, and Michaela almost cried (not because she was scared, just because she was overwhelmed with the meaning of the place). Our time there was cut short by us having to catch a train at 1:30.
So we hopped on a train with no mishaps this time. We had a hard time figuring out if the train would stop in Naestved (where Breanne's cousin lives). It wasn't until we got on the second train that we finally figured it out. Some crazy man who works as an attendant asked Breanne where she was coming from. She said Canada, and he replied ''I don't think any of these trains came from Canada'' so Breanne realized how stupid she sounded. Anywho, he told us that the train did stop in Naestved so Monique and Carsten did not have to pick us up in Copenhagen.
So at one point on our train ride, the train stopped and some man gave instructions (in danish and german, but not english so we had no idea what was going on). All of a sudden, our train enters some sort of holding cell type thing and everyone starts getting off. Being very confused, we followed. We climbed up some steps and realized we were on a ferry. Yes, our train went on a ferry. How weird. We had a little freak out about being on the ocean. But it was a really cool experience.
We finally arrived in Naestved (after thinking that we had missed our stop and not knowing what to do) and Monique and Carsten greeted us. They gave us a nighttime tour of the area (we had no idea where we were) and then took us home and fed us. It was such a good meal after being on the train all day. After that we basically just went and died in the most comfortable beds we have slept in so far on our trip.
The next day we slept in and did laundry and basically just hung out until Carsten got home from work. When Monique got home from school, she made us a Danish lunch (it was very interesting, some parts were better than others). Then we got the daytime tour of the area. We still had no idea where we were. Haha. We just knew that Denmark was very beautiful. That night, we ate some more delicious food (we are so not used to having full meals anymore) and drank some wine (we opened a few bottles that night).
The following day, we went to tour Naestved while Monique was at school and Carsten was at work. They dropped us off at the tourist center and left us to figure stuff out for ourselves. We started off by walking to the city center and realizing that basically nothing opens until 10:00. We were at a loss for awhile until we thought to go to the hill where all the statues of the Monks and the troll are. The story of the troll is pretty neat, but we don't remember too much of it. The main point is that this troll planned to bury some churches (?) with a sack of sand, but there was a hole in the bag and all the sand leaked out while he was walking which formed this long stretch of road (we think). Anywho, after seeing the troll statue we went in search of the monks. Along the way we met an old man who we think lived on the hill on a bench. He just stared at us as we walked past. Then we found this rickety old tower and thought it would be a good idea to climb it. Let's just say that was a mistake. For anybody who doesn't know, Breanne is terrified of heights. And this tower was not the sturdiest thing to be climbing. Plus is was crazily windy that day which didn't help matters. So now that you have all that in mind, imagine Breanne at the top of this thing trying to figure out how to get down without actually getting down on her hands and knees and crawling down the steps. We did manage to get a pretty good view of the city though.
So from here, we went to the monks. They weren't as impressive as we thought they would be, so we decided to take weird pictures with them.
After the Monks, we went to St. Peder's church which is one of the oldest (if not THE oldest) churches in Denmark we believe. Close to the church was a little museum which was really cool and had some interesting things. One room really freaked us out though. It was full of barbies. Lots and lots of barbies. All the same model. The point was that they were dressed in clothes that the queen had worn over the years, but it was still freaking creepy. (and yes, denmark has a royal family)
After all this touring, Michaela wanted to go shopping. Breanne did not really want to, but went to help Michaela figure out the Kroner system. Because Michaela+Kroner=confused Michaela. They're really not that confusing (except for the fact that 100 Kroner basically equals twenty dollars) but Michaela's excuse is that math is not her thing. That night we basically just ate and drank more wine haha.
On Friday, we went into Copenhagen (after missing the first train because people in Denmark are not very helpful). While there, we went on a canal tour and saw lots of the major sights from the water. It was very neat, but cold because we were used to Germany's weather and did not dress properly. After the boat tour, we went to Amalianborg, which is where the royal family lives. We did not get to see them, but we watched the guards for awhile. They looked very angry so we didn't go to talk to them. At this point we got hungry, so we went to the little garden mazes and sat on a bench and ate some cantaloupe with spoons and people watched.
We then walked down by the river to get to the little mermaid. She was a gift to Denmark that they have displayed for the public. Apparently she will be moved soon because she has been beheaded and vandalized so many times. They never did find her head, so parts of her are no longer the original.
The last thing we did that day was go to the roundtower which has ramps leading up to the top instead of stairs. That's a long way to walk, but the view at the top was amazing. And it was warm up there so we got to tan a little bit (much to Breanne's dismay).
By this time, Michaela decided it was time to go shopping (again). Breanne followed her from store to store and didn't buy anything. Neither did Michaela, but she still had a great time. (ps Denmark is expensive, don't buy anything there if you don't have to haha).
Monique and Carsten ended up meeting up with us later on that evening. In the meantime, we sat in a big open square and saw lotsa strange things (more gypsies, homeless people, groups of young people talking to the homeless people and barking at girls, pigeons fighting for food, and 13 year olds basically doing it with their clothes on on the bench next to us). Good times. Carsten and Monique took us to a Turkish restaurant for supper (it was good, but weird to be eating turkish food in Denmark). Carsten payed and then told us he had bought us supper. So thanks Carsten! When we got home that night we died in the comfy beds again.
Saturday, Monique and Carsten took us hiking at Mons Klint. It was sooooo beautiful there (you will have to wait for the pics though). We hiked through the cliffside trails and then climbed down a HUGE staircase (500 stairs to get down, we didn't think about getting back up until later) and walked along the beach looking for fossils. We found a few things and kept a few cool rocks. We then had a picnic on a log and wrote our names with calcium stones (the whole cliff is full on calcium). It was such an amazing day. When we got the stairs to get back up though, the stairs were under water so we had to take off our shoes and socks and walk through the chilly water. Then came the 500 stairs to get back up. Let's just say we had to take a break or two in between.
That night, Monique and Carsten took us out to a bar to get us drunk (like we haven't done that enough already). We had a good time and stayed out til 5:00 am (apparently it's normal for the bars to stay open that late?). We met some strange Danish boys. One put his 30,000 dollar rolex on Michaela then passed out and almost forgot about it. (too bad Monique told him she still had it, that could have payed for our trip haha) Another got Breanne to dance then started dancing with some other girl so Breanne sat down because she didn't feel like watching. We also got invited to an aferparty but when we asked for directions the guy just pointed and said 'I live over there' so we didn't go.
Sunday, we went to have lunch at Carsten's parents' place after sleeping for only five hours. We had another Danish lunch (again it was interesting) and were told to keep eating even after we were stuffed. We basically did not have to eat anymore that day. His parents were very entertaining. His dad, Kye, would speak to us in Danish as though we could understand what he was saying, and his Mom, Ree (sorry if we spell them wrong) made sure we did everything properly, including using the right plates.
At four thirty we jumped on another train to get to Berlin. Saying goodbye was sad, but we knew it would have to come. We had an hour layover in Hamberg, where there had apparently been some sort of soccer game because everyone in the train station was hammered and wearing soccer scarves. At one point, two guys got into a fight over something that was said, and the SWAT team came running. Seriously, the security there was crazy. Like, this fight took place about ten metres from us, and suddenly all these securty guys came running at us wearing helmets and with muzzled dogs going crazy. We were like, it's a good thing we cut Hamberg out of our trip, the people there are insane.
We finally arrived in Berlin and found our hostel pretty easily. (They had great directions unlike other places we've stayed.) We got to our room and our roommates were still awake so we got to meet them right away. They were pretty cool (one was from New York, the other was from Miami) and told us about a walking tour that was going to happen the next day. Once again, we basically just died because we were tired from lack of sleep and travelling all day.
Berlin is a whole other story.
Take care in Canada. Miss you all!
Breanne and Michaela