Day 5: 5/26
Today was a pretty gross day since it rained on and off all day.
So apparently if you’re me, it’s possible to fail to get a bike two days in a row. I managed to find the right address listed, but I didn’t really see the right rental place. I walked around the vicinity around 5 times since I thought that maybe I’d be able to find it, but nope. It didn’t exist. Not the place that DIS was offering a deal anyway. Just some dark bike rental place inside a random garage parking building. I decided that it was just better to give up that day. It was drizzling again at that point anyway.
Instead, I hopped back on the bus that takes me to DIS from the dorm (1A). I decided to stop at the Nationalmuseet (yes, that’d be the National Museum in English for you) since it was free and it was terrible weather outside anyway. It’s located at the stop that I’d get off at for DIS, so it was also super convenient. The Nationalmuseet was a lot larger inside than what I imagined. I walked around the first floor that had much of the ancient Danish/Nordic history. I had no idea that amber was really so valuable in the past here. It was known as the gold of the north. I also looked at the special display of gold from some recently uncovered ruin in Eastern Europe, if I remember correctly. Later on I went up one more floor and finished looking at that floor. There was a large variety of art from around the world.
At that point it was around 4pm and I was absolutely exhausted. I ended up feeling adventurous and took the 11A that circles around downtown Copenhagen. The bus drivers switched soon after I got on and the new bus driver accidentally went the wrong way since it was his first day on the job. Luckily the bus going in the other direction realized the problem, stopped, and had everyone get onto his bus. I felt a bit adventurous so I took the S-tog from Vesterport and rode it to Svanemøllen St, the station right by our dorm that I remembered getting on when we went to the Tivoli Hotel for the scavenger hunt. On my walk home I stopped by the Irma City, the chain supermarket and picked up some dried figs thinking that they were dried guava (why on earth I thought they would sell dried guava in an average Danish supermarket is completely beyond me).

