arriving in copenhagen
a year ago today, i stepped out of my time zone and landed in europe for the first time.
late august. approx. 12 hours, 40 minutes flight time from kuala lumpur to amsterdam. followed by another hour of flight to copenhagen, denmark. it was the first very-long-distance solo trip of my life - everything was foreign, everything was new. somehow, i felt at home with the super cozy autumn weather. the only downside was that i was alone to experience a few firsts without k - i always feel like we’re missing out on each other’s fun times whenever that happens! haha - but he joined me a month later :) of course i had good times regardless, seeing another side of the world with fresh eyes is at the very least, refreshing. i’m very glad that my first trip felt like a vacation, instead of a work trip.
with what little sleep i had in the plane, from the airport, i took the train to København H, the central station, and dragged my luggage to my hotel, less than 10 minutes away. left my luggage at the reception because it was not time to check-in yet, and so exploring made sense.
it was almost noon, but the streets were still empty. a very sunny sunday. i remember the prolonged quiet, and the sound of a church’s bell echoed through the alleys. harsh wind at times hitting my already puffy face. i’m never a fan of crowds so it was a really peaceful stroll. now whenever i think of copenhagen, i think about the quietness - and i miss it.
these are some of the photos i took on my first day. i found out much later - when i ran out of places to visit - that i’ve covered almost all of city centre on the first day! i walked way too much, just exploring, with no destination, curious. i got back to the hotel just in time for a light dinner, and slept through the night. happy, well-fed on soft cheese and roasted nuts and a large can of carlsberg.