forældrene i kobenhavn

The parents came to Copenhagen! I left my friends in Rome on Friday the 13th and flew straight into my parents' arms in Cope (not literally). This was my parent's first time in a country where I knew more than them, and I loved being tour guide and showing them around in the city I've been calling home for the past three months. Sidenote: this is a really late post, and it has now been 3.5 months since being in cope.

My parents rented an apartment on Strøget for the week, so I spent the week there with them and enjoyed the proximity of everything to the apartment. I settled in, exchanged some gifts with the parents, and then took them out to my favorite student cafe, Paludan, for some chili con carne and red wine. I led my parents on a brief tour of the city and then called it a night. 

the parents!

The next day, we had to wait for a lost piece of luggage before we could do anything so we wound up heading to Roskilde to see the viking museum. After a brief stint in Roskilde, we returned to Cope and got some sweet treats at Israel Plads and sat in the sun for a little. While my dad napped, I took my mom up to see my room and to send the first bag of clothes back with her to the apartment so we could start packing up a bag of stuff for them to take home. We relaxed with some wine and cheese before dinner and then went out for Thai food and came back and relaxed in the apartment. Crazy saturday night indeed.

Sunday, while the parents went to the national gallery I worked on a paper and had a lazy day. We finished off the day with burgers and ciders at Kaffesalonen, an adorable cafe in Norrebro situated right on the lakes.


Monday, while I had classes, the parents went up to Frederiksborg castle and explored around up in Hillerod. We met at the round tower and climbed up and climbed down and then got lattes at Studenterhuset before I headed off back to class. We went to Frankie's Kokken (kitchen) for dinner and my parents hammed it up with the waitress and we learned that a new Danish restaurant is opening in NYC this summer and that she'll be working there. So whenever I have a craving for smorrebrod (never) or pickled herring (never), I'll be sure to head on down there.

the tippy top of the round tower

Tuesday, my parents slept in while I was in my first two classes and then we met for lunch at Skilpadden and they met one of my friends, Katie. It was a quick lunch as I had to head out to the hospital for my core class so they did the canal tours while I was out. Then Nicki came to dinner at Peder Oxe. We spent the day eating in Grabodre Torv, a 2 minute walk from the apartment. Really convenient.


Wednesday morning, I had a vintage store tour with my fashion class so once I was done being led around, I led my mom around the clothing stores in Cope and we did a little retail therapy. We got pizza sandwiches for lunch and pastries from St. Peder's. We met my dad and then went to the Jewish museum for 15 minutes (that's how tiny it is), then to Paludan for a quick dinner, then to the Synagogue for a Holocaust Remembrance service. Very interesting going to services in Denmark. Didn't understand a blessed thing. (see what I did there? Blessed?)


Thursday we trekked up to the Louisiana museum and enjoyed really cool modern art. My mom went nuts at the book store, buying posters, a new bag for herself, a book, jewelry.. it was funny because we don't usually buy out the book stores at art museums. While my dad napped, my mom and I went window shopping again before class. We dined at Madklubben in Tivoli and then were too full to go on any rides so we just walked around and explored the pretty lights and surroundings.

louisiana

bumper cars!

nimb, the hotel in tivoli

concert hall where i saw James Taylor!

Friday, after my parents watched the changing of the guards ceremony in Amalienborg, I met them for lunch at Nyhavn at FIAT for a classic Italian lunch. We relaxed and napped in the apartment then dined on ribs and beers at Bryggeriet near Tivoli before heading to the Ice Bar. Since it was late April, the ice hotels were already closed, and the Northern lights tours hadn't started yet (both things my mom really wanted to do) so we settled on wearing big arctic parkas at the ice bar in Cope.

Saturday, the parents last day here, I finished packing up an entirely full suitcase of my stuff the parents needed to take home, we got lunch at the Bagel Company, and then dropped my bags off up in my room. My dad decided at the last minute that he wanted a touristy sweatshirt from Copenhagen, so while he got a non-embarrassing classic navy crew neck sweater, I got the I bike CPH sweatshirt and haven't been able to stop wearing it since. We had our last supper at Cafe G (and had a horrible waitress which put a damper on the whole meal) and said our goodbyes. 


That was a very brief and comprehensive review of the week my parents spent in Copenhagen, but it was long overdue and needed to be written.


At this point in time there is 13 days until I will see them again. SCARY.

kisses to mom and dad!