Copenhagen
– Ice Rinks and Danish Elephants
by Rick Chapo
On my first visit to Denmark, I fell in love with
the country and the city of Copenhagen. Contrary to my guidebook, you
could see elephants and experience ice hockey in the dead of summer.
The Hanson Brothers
Upon arriving in Copenhagen, I was burned out from
backpacking and looking forward to a good nap. I was traveling with
three other Americans and we became distressed as each subsequent
hostel told us all beds were sold. After asking around [okay, we were
in a bar], we were given a lift by a local to a “hotel” guaranteed to
have space.
I could only sigh as we pulled up to the ice rink
for the local professional team. Since we were “high and dry”, we
entered and booked our beds. Left face off dot. Yes, our beds were
arranged around the left face off dot. To make a little extra money
during the summer, the rink melted the ice and set up beds everywhere.
The scene can best be described as a giant collection of cubicles in an
office with beds instead of desks. It was cheap, dry and had a communal
feel since you could hear everything. If you’ve seen the movie “Slap
Shot”, it was like living with a few hundred Hanson Brothers.
Danish Elephants
Okay, there was one Danish elephant. Okay, it was
made out of wood. And poured beer. From its trunk. Ah, let me start at
the beginning.
Having been befriended by some local Danes, we
were asked in hushed tones if we would like to see real Danish
elephants. Yes, we’d be able to touch them. No, they weren’t dangerous.
We could even ride them? Wow, this was going to be a great entry in my
Nomad travel journal.
We were picked up at the ice rink that evening and
taken to the center of town. We stopped in front of what looked like
all the world to be a small tavern. This is where they keep the
elephants? We walked into a small tavern with…a life-sized, wood
elephant.
As it turned out, the elephant was the world’s
biggest and best beer dispensing unit. Put you glass under the trunk
and pull down on a tusk to dispense your beverage of choice. Each tusk
provided a different beer, but I investigated the mechanism far to
often that evening and don’t recall the brands. Unfortunately, there
didn’t appear to be an aspirin elephant anywhere to be seen the next
morning.
If you’re going to be visiting Copenhagen and
don’t give a hoot about privacy, the ice rink hotel can’t be beat for
price and a communal spirit. Well, maybe by the Danish elephants, but
don’t tell anyone I told you.
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