En route to the hotel, I caught a fleeting glimpse of the architectural richness of Copenhagen. This is, after all, one of the world's great design capitals, whose fascinating past coexists with the very latest trends in architecture, design and fashion.
I found my hotel, nestled amongst the 17th century Dutch-style town houses that line the quay at Nyhavn. The sky was overcast when I went for a walk. Save for the cheerfully painted buildings along the waterfront, everything around me looked dull and gray.
Where is that city full of zest and life, a pulsating metropol and historical oasis that I had come to expect? A lackluster and uninspiring day like this failed to lift the spirits of an inquisitive traveler like me.
Indeed the historical buildings and ancient streets, outstanding museums and galleries, were there for me to admire. But my brain was already numb from the freezing cold wind. Alas, this frigid weather just wasn’t right for lingering.
People around me were walking briskly in the City Hall Square, ducking into restaurants and shops to escape from the cold. Even the enchanting Tivoli Gardens was closed for winter. Without the squeals and laughter or the whoosh of the rides, it looked old and tired. I wandered into the lonely park behind the Rosenborg Palace, drawn by the trees in golden hues of orange and yellow, kicking up leaves scattered on the ground.
I aborted my plans to visit The Little Mermaid, the most popular tourist attraction in Denmark and one of the most photographed statues in the world. It was simply too cold. I’ll be back to enjoy this beautiful city of Copenhagen some other day. On a sunny day.
Sunset at Nyhavn.