I did not feel better in the morning. Rather, I felt worse. Well, shit.
I had planned my trip so the ride to Copenhagen would be about 85 km. As soon as I woke up I knew that using my body to propel myself on a bicycle for 85 kilometres was not going to happen. I fetched my phone and researched train schedules.
I got myself up and out of the B&B and rode the 8 km into the centre of Næstved. Even this was a chore, so I knew I had made the right choice by opting for the train.
For breakfast, I had a bowl of yogurt with fruit and muesli in a café near the train station. I, again, had a lot of expendible time today since my travel time was significantly shortened and I couldn’t check-in to my hostel in Copehagen until 3 pm. Normally, I would just drop my bags at the place and go about my day before my check-in, but I was too wiped out for that.
The train into Copenhagen took around an hour and was empty. No trouble navigating my way on and off the train with my bike. No screaming children. Blissful.
I arrived at the hostel around 1 pm and, as expected, couldn’t check-in. I sat in a room with a big screen TV playing CNN and highlighting the latest ridiculousness from the Trump Show. I did a bit of work and researched what to do in Copenhagen. I melted into the couch.
After eventually checking-in, I found a Pho place nearby and got a hot steamy bowl of soup and noodles. I put maybe too much hot sauce in, hoping it would clear out my sinuses. It was hot – in so many ways.
I took a nap.
In the evening I went to the Tivoli Gardens – a 19th century amusement park in the heart of Copenhagen – where I was seeing an anniversary concert for the park.
The Copenhagen philharmonic orchestra and brass band were great. The overall effect of the event was… interesting. They had many side bits inserted – all of which were in Danish – so I had no idea what everyone was laughing at. But, it was fun and cute. They handed out little paper Danish flags to everyone!
After the concert, I essentially had a free ticket to the Tivoli Gardens – though it was closing in less than an hour. My most important concern at that time was to get something to eat because I hadn’t had dinner.
I walked around the park, which is roughly the size of 3 square city blocks, several times debating what I wanted to eat. There were so many choices! By the time I had finally decided, nothing was left open. I ended up having a jar of salted nuts. I got a banana at 7-11 on my way back. Perhaps not the best meal for a sick person.
During the day, I began to think it may be unlikely that I could participate in the 4-18-4 Iron Man race on Friday that I signed up for. What a bummer. I would try to have a good rest and see how I felt the next day.
In other news, I will be staying in Copenhagen for nearly a week and doing some day trips to and fro from here. This is essentially the end of the cycle tour, but I will keep blogging about my idiotic misadventures as they come!
DOTD
An Idiot Broad Abroad 