

Afterwards, we walked to Nyhavn and to Stroget, the main commercial street in Copenhaguen. We did not buy anything, because prices are a bit high for Spanish standards in Denmark (the same as five years ago). Then, I suggested going to Tivoli, an amusement park in the city centre and my suggestion was approved without much discussion. Inside Tivoli, we discovered that neither of us is really keen of this kind of amusement parks and we did not try any of the attractions: some were just too childish and the others were too risky for us. We just watched some theater and then left Tivoli.
Our next stop was the Ice Bar. It was only six in the evening, but it was on our way to the city centre and we did not want to spend much time there. So, we had a drink (just some kind of weird juice) inside, with a temperature of -5ºC and took some pictures. When leaving, we learnt that the man working there is from Seville...

We had dinner in a delicious and cosy Italian restaurant, then we ate an ice-cream in Nyhavn and slowly walked back to the hotel, as we were very tired. That night we could not sleep much since our room was one meter away from the railways, and, believe me, one meter really means one meter.
Next morning, our last day in Denmark started with a short visit to Rosenborg Slot, the old Royal Palace, and its surrounding gardens. We did not have time to pay a visit to the castle, since our next (and last) destination was Rundetarn, an astronomical viewpoint in Middle Ages, where you have very nice views of Cope

However, we had ran out of time, so we just took our way back to the hotel. Then, we found some rental bycicles (in Tourist Information, they said that we were not going to spot any of them during our visit as there is a huge demand of them) and we took some pictures of it. Do I look like a Tour de France winner?
In the airport, again, we were behind a group of boy-scouts (as in my flight from London Gatwick to Reikiavik) in our check-in. The flight was very pleasant to both of us... We made a stop in Barcelona, where we were shocked by the hot and noisy atmosphere in the airport. That night, we were back to Spain, after ten unbelievable days in the North, with a lot of adventures, away from everything and from everybody. I will do it again, no doubt about it.
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