Inside Denmark: The Last Goodbye
After spending the weekend in Ærøskøbing, we took the ferry back to Copenhagen. Although this was supposed to be our last day in Denmark, there was still much to see. For one thing, we’d never been to Christiania, the hippie commune town within Copenhagen. But we had to move on. Late in the afternoon, we were scheduled to board an overnight ferry to Oslo, Norway.
Since it was his favorite residence and setting for important events during his reign, it should therefore come as no surprise that the castle became the repository of his possessions and those of his descendants. Every room and exhibit evoked the memory of this most significant monarch in Danish history who ruled from 1588 to 1648.
For lunch, I went to a food court a couple of blocks away from the Rosenborg Castle. It was a little crowded. I asked a woman who was sitting by herself if I could share the table and she obliged.
She asked me where I came from.
“California,” I told her.
“No, I mean originally.”
“Oh, I was born in the Philippines.”
“So, you’re a Filipino. I know a nurse in the hospital. She is a Filipino.”
“I wonder what brought her here,” I mused.
“Well, Denmark is the best place to live and work”
She said it with such conviction that I almost decided right then and there to immigrate to Denmark. She could be right, though. According to The World Happiness Report, the Danes are the happiest people in the world.
Before boarding the overnight ferry to Norway, we passed by the Little Mermaid to say our final goodbye.