Yesterday I had the pleasure of playing tourist for an afternoon in Copenhagen. And despite the Danes aversion towards American tourists who think they can see your great capital in one day, I have to admit that we pretty much did this. This is of course due to the wonderful concept of canal tours. Here you see most of central Copenhagen from the water, and since most of the beautiful and important buildings are located close to the harbor of at least the canals, we got to see everything in 50 minutes. My American friend was quite impressed. I learned things that any Dane should know, such as that our constitution is from 1849 (is it really that young? Did the king have all the power until then?) and that it took more than 150 years to build Frederik's Church (the Marble Church), which originally should have been much bigger (!). It was not finished until 1894 and the original drawings were from 1740. Perhaps they had to change to structure because the old architect had died long ago. Except for this church, I realized how everything in Copenhagen is so tiny. Not only the residential houses and the streets, but also the military band playing on 'Kastellet' (who played out of key) and the coffee shop on 'Esplanaden' where you can hardly sit down inside. And there is nowhere downtown that is not walkable in more than 20 minutes. By the end of the day we went to the authentic Italian restaurant where they bake pizzas the original way and only speak Italian. Just to illustrate that Copenhagen is divers and international. I really love Copenhagen.

i will not comment on your lack of historical knowledge ;) but i do agree copenhagen in the summertime is with out a doubt one of my favourite places in the world - the winter, however, i could do elsewhere..
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