berlin - - - copenhagen
SO: : : : i just got back from berlin after some 400k of bikez0rz.....
but i found out:
YOU CAN RIDE a schönes wochenende ticket to ROSTOCK
get on a ferry to GEDSER (tricky to reach überseehafen from rostock zentrum - ask somebody)
then bike up through nykobing, vordingborg, koge, to COPENHAGEN
and hang out with the great danes, who are the most friendly people in the world
if you want to take a little longer, there are a billion amazing tiny towns along the coasts you can zigzag back and forth between..
EVERYONE WHO LIVES IN GERMANY NEXT SUMMER NEEDS TO DO THIS
the first night of riding, the fog came up upon us off the coast as we were speeding through great plains and farmland, with gray horses penned up on either side of the rode, and giant whooshing windmills - surrounded by mist and sunset, we camped in a fastness of trees and happily discovered a secret garden of BLACKBERRIES. denmark i love you forever.
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the ostsee beaches about 20k south of copenhagen are the cleanest i have ever seen!
they have little piers that go about a hundred feet out into the ocean, with stairs down to the water (5 feet deep and you can see to the ocean floor), so you don't have to get sand on your feet! and MAYBE an old danish lady will carry her tiny wiener dog out there and hold him in the water while he paddles his little legs like a hummingbird!
crazy action in christiania - a hundred cops in riot gear arrive while we are browsing the shops and residences - the locals (donning clown noses) are walled off, screaming obscenities (presumably.. it's danish, all i can tell is that it sounds funny) by a team thick as linemen. the shit is going down. the police force goes deep into the commune, they are concentrating their activities in an arena marked "circus". finally the crowd begans to roar as the cops tow out.... a circus caravan. tiffany and i, enjoying balmy plum windfalls, are the only humans not blocked by a border of law officers. apparently we are not suspicious enough...
netto rocked my house, i will never look at a dog wearing sunglasses riding on a surfboard the same way again.
WE WILL RIDE through your forests and fields, up marshes and beaches, through towns of ten and a town of one millions.
there are bike lanes pretty much EVERYWHERE. i can't recommend this enough.
p.s.
tiffany's uncle (who put us up) rules and so does his street performer/silent clown best friend rusty
also take a tent which is waterproof (VERY IMPORTANT)
but i found out:
YOU CAN RIDE a schönes wochenende ticket to ROSTOCK
get on a ferry to GEDSER (tricky to reach überseehafen from rostock zentrum - ask somebody)
then bike up through nykobing, vordingborg, koge, to COPENHAGEN
and hang out with the great danes, who are the most friendly people in the world
if you want to take a little longer, there are a billion amazing tiny towns along the coasts you can zigzag back and forth between..
EVERYONE WHO LIVES IN GERMANY NEXT SUMMER NEEDS TO DO THIS
the first night of riding, the fog came up upon us off the coast as we were speeding through great plains and farmland, with gray horses penned up on either side of the rode, and giant whooshing windmills - surrounded by mist and sunset, we camped in a fastness of trees and happily discovered a secret garden of BLACKBERRIES. denmark i love you forever.
and
and
and
the ostsee beaches about 20k south of copenhagen are the cleanest i have ever seen!
they have little piers that go about a hundred feet out into the ocean, with stairs down to the water (5 feet deep and you can see to the ocean floor), so you don't have to get sand on your feet! and MAYBE an old danish lady will carry her tiny wiener dog out there and hold him in the water while he paddles his little legs like a hummingbird!
crazy action in christiania - a hundred cops in riot gear arrive while we are browsing the shops and residences - the locals (donning clown noses) are walled off, screaming obscenities (presumably.. it's danish, all i can tell is that it sounds funny) by a team thick as linemen. the shit is going down. the police force goes deep into the commune, they are concentrating their activities in an arena marked "circus". finally the crowd begans to roar as the cops tow out.... a circus caravan. tiffany and i, enjoying balmy plum windfalls, are the only humans not blocked by a border of law officers. apparently we are not suspicious enough...
netto rocked my house, i will never look at a dog wearing sunglasses riding on a surfboard the same way again.
WE WILL RIDE through your forests and fields, up marshes and beaches, through towns of ten and a town of one millions.
there are bike lanes pretty much EVERYWHERE. i can't recommend this enough.
p.s.
tiffany's uncle (who put us up) rules and so does his street performer/silent clown best friend rusty
also take a tent which is waterproof (VERY IMPORTANT)