We got our groove back, we just needed some fresh air and time.
Aaron found a coffee place to try in the morning called The Coffee Collective which we found, ordered, and then sat with our coffees and read a while. It was the perfect start to the day.
From there we hopped on a bus and headed for Grundtvigs Kirke … I’m going to just quote what I already shared on Instagram about this place:
“We had to wait for a funeral before we could enter; but we didn’t know that when the sign said “open for visitors at 14:30” … so we strolled through a cemetery, then a park, had lunch at a cafe – enjoyed a beer. And then the hearse drove by, all windows. Beautiful flowers atop the casket. And then droves of mourners dressed in black ascended the cafe. They all ordered drinks – and pretty soon the entire square was cheer-sing their loved one. In unison, they all cried and yelled and lifted their pints, some pouring a drink out for their lost one. And then I cried.”
It was quiet, hushed. And the light flooded every where. The white stone walls and the naked chairs. It was minimal and yet glorified. Places like this do things to me. To be a building that still stands almost 100 years later and still revered as holy, I am all of that. Here for it. Part of it. Yes.
After full hearts and full bellies, we walked a little more. These way-finding adventures are turning out to be my favorite bits of the trip. We’re almost getting lost on the way, which is my favorite way to travel: without destination. I love to see where people shop, get their coffee, walk their dogs, take their kids to the park. I am always curious about what a neighborhood looks like in different parts of the world. What does a backyard mean, here? Everyone has so much less space and so much more to show for it.
After such a good afternoon we still had more in us, so we decided to go further and look for one of the giants in the Copenhagen. We only had energy left for one considering it added another hour + of travel to our day so we chose to look for Sovende Louis (Sleeping Louis).
We all felt just like Sleeping Louis by the end of the day and were happy to travel back home quietly. We made a simple dinner of french toast and potatoes and onions and slept like babies.