I have one overwhelming memory of my week in Copenhagen: bicycles.
There are bikes everywhere.
Yes, I have been to Amsterdam, but for some reason (I don’t know the exact statistics), I think Copenhagen just feels more “bikey.”
I spent about a week in Copenhagen a few months ago, as spring attempted repeatedly to poke its head out and winter kept pushing it back down. But there were enough days where spring won its battle to get me outside and shooting some time lapse and video, at least a little bit.
The result is that one minute video above. I have a ways to go on my photography and video shooting techniques and even further to go in my video editing techniques (plus the need for a new MacBook Pro to even run the proper editing software I want to use), but overall I am moderately happy with that effort.
I know I’m not going to get any better until I start getting some of my stuff out there for you to give me feedback — both positive and negative.
While I was in Copenhagen, I finally got to meet Alex Berger of Virtual Wayfarer. Absolutely great guy (and toweringly tall). He’s a much more experienced video hand than I am, so I will be leaning on his expertise in the coming months.
I hope I bought him enough beers as payment. Then again, if not, more excuse to go back and explore Copenhagen in the summer.
I was hosted for my week in Copenhagen by the wonderful folks at Hostelbookers. I have worked with them now for almost a year, first on the Ultimate Train Challenge and then afterwards on my own.
It is simply a joy to work with them.
They put me in up a hotel called Sleep In Heaven and it was exactly what I needed. A very clean six bed dorm room, with great beds and only one huge snorer, which I am going to write about soon — I have successfully trained myself to go to sleep regardless of outside noise.
If I could drag out my training method for 40-50 pages, I’d sell an eBook. Damn it.
There was a 1 Euro, every refilling coffee mug all day that I used to its full effect. And a one hour, two-for-one happy hour at around 7 p.m. that signaled the end of my work day every day.
I will be going back. And I need to make it across the bridge to Sweden next time.