I left Amsterdam at 11:00pm on an overnight bus bound for Copenhagen. The ride took 15 hours with a transfer in Hamburg. It was to be the first of many such travel experiences in Europe–in total, I rode two overnight buses and 4 overnight trains over the course of my trip.
When I arrived in Copenhagen at 2:00 in the afternoon, it was sunny and I was exhausted. The bus dropped us on a random side street around the corner from the train station and it was some consolation that my fellow travelers looked as weary and confused as me. I hefted my backpack onto my back and started walking towards what I hoped would be the city center.
I found the train station, and, with a little more difficulty, the tourist information center. There was one sign that indicated the direction a traveler might walk outside the train station to find the information center, but it did not inform the traveler that an entire block needed to be traversed and then the building would be on the opposite side of the street.
But I digress.
I found my hostel, and enjoyed a long, hot shower and a vigorous brushing of my teeth. I considered taking a nap, but settled for zoning out on the internet for a bit instead because napping seemed like too much work.
Napping seemed like work. Such was the level of my exhaustion.
So instead, I decided to wander a new, strange city.
It was pretty.
Yup, I’m gonna go with pretty.
