Today, the first rainy morning, my first stop was in Christiania, Denmark‘s infamous ‘free town’ within Copenhagen’s city limits. It has caused a lot of controversy and debate during it’s history. The land it sits on, as well as most of its buildings acted as an army barracks until that was closed and Christiania as it is today ‘opened’ in 1971 when residents and hippies of the surrounding area, Christianshavn, began to take over the buildings. Famed for the hippy lifestyle it aimed to develop, the cannabis it sells openly on Pusherstreet, and the various riots, political issues and suchlike during its history the area now seems to be a curious mix of families trying to bring up their families in a supportive, open and friendly communal environment and the seedier side of the cannabis stalls and the gangs that now seem to be running that side of life in Christiania.
The rain had disappeared by the end of my cup of tea and visit to Christiania, but had been replaced by bitingly cold winds. I walked back through the town, taking in a few sights through my cold streaming eyes and ended up back at Tom’s pub, The Olde English. Played a good session of darts and came out on top. He is now on a night out for a friends leaving do, I will try to join up later if I figure out whether I can afford it.
Tea in Christiania was a Green Darjeeling variety, nice and refreshing and warmed the hands whilst sitting in the cafe surrounded by veg, salad and falafel. Slightly heavy on the tannins by the end of the cup.