København aka Copenhagen, or "CPH" to the twitter gen

As the kids headed north by bike to school, we headed south to the train for a day trip into Copenhagen. As you might expect, it's not called Copenhagen here; it's called København (Køben - the market, Havn - Harbour) and pronounced in an unrecognizable "Koobnhawn". It  is an incredible city that is completely old and new at the same time. For tourists (and there are many), you have canals, harbors, castles, a pedestrian street that is 7km long, museums for guns, doctors, industrial design, modern art, landscape art, Renaissance art and Art Mainprize (legendary coffee drinker from Carlyle, Sask).

Little kids on a field trip or some highway workers lost their way

Walkable and VERY bike-able but not very car friendly, this city seems like a place where a 16th century town has been evacuated in the morning and replaced with a modern civilization in the afternoon. I think it is really cool to see a father riding with his kids along busy but safe bike paths, pull up to an old 17th century building, lock up the bikes, grab the groceries (small fridge) and head upstairs to the apartment. I'm thinking that they cook a healthy root vegetable stew, discuss EU strategy in Syria while they eat, clean the kitchen together while they joke around and then work on their oil painting of a ballet dancer, but I'm sure they just play Minecraft on their iPads and ignore each other like the rest of the world.

Cobblestones, bikes and old things everywhere… and Mette.

A compass and map are useless in this city of curving streets, 5-way intersections, neat little alleys and dozens of parks and squares. With street names like Holmbladsgade in the Holmbladsgadekvarteret, Kronprinsessegade and Østbanegade, you aren't going to be asking for directions either. Or at least "Good luck with that".

Nice stop for a cold Tubourg - just to shelter from the rain of course.