Wasn’t totally convinced we should make today’s excursion.
So after another enjoyable breakfast to see us through the day provided by the Imperial Hotel. Slight distraction now – I have not mentioned how great the variation of breakfast has been available to us from pickled herring (definitely a fan), cold meats, cheeses, pastries, cereals, fresh fruit, yogurts, bread/rolls, hard boiled and soft boiled eggs, Danish bacon (crisp and goes quick so you have to time your run, ha ha) Sausage, oh and scrambled egg that is “different!” Are some of the choices thrown our way. New Year’s Day champagne and smoked salmon were also to enjoy. So well done Imperial Hotel.
We headed off.
Down to the central railway station and tickets bought for the coach to Malmo. We had planned coach there train back. Unlike the rail where journeys are booked mainly only one way, not seemingly the case with the coach! Hey ho, not a problem as the cost approximately £10 each return could mean we might jump a train if we wanted to stay later than 04:15 hours.
I do like Copenhagen railway station it’s roof is vast and a lovely structure.
I have to mention that yesterday we turned on the tv as we got back to our hotel and whilst we could not understand the language we could see there had been a tragedy on the railway, several lives lost in bad weather during the morning. A sad day for Denmark and our thoughts were for those poor souls who had lost their lives and those who had suffered in the incident.
Our coach departed at 11:15 am and sped towards the tunnel and bridge across the channel between Denmark and Sweden. Part of the Baltic Sea, I would not wish to take a swim in this water! We passed through the suburbs of Copenhagen before stopping at the airport to pick one further passenger, making a staggering six in total! Not a small coach, an elongated one at that.
Then back onto the highway and into the tunnel soon after. Rising out some distance on we made the main span of the bridge with awesome views both sides. Here’s a few but through the coach windows does not do it justice.
Malmo suburbs, unlike Copenhagen, had had houses as we approached compared to the apartment blocks of Copenhagen. Yes it did give way to apartments more so but closer into the city. Malmo is the third largest city in Sweden. The lovely blue skies of the days only drawback was the cold that came with it. It was bitter but I’ve known worse.
Ah out of order this bit just remembered. Crossing the border. The driver pulled through the toll and made over to an area for customs saying “please make your passports available for when I stop”. He stopped a guard approached his window then walked down the outside of the coach as the driver pulled away saying in an amused tone “no checks today”. We smiled at each other. “Freedom of movement” I said, yes and what a damn awful issue many in the UK seem to make of it. Most know my views and I am ashamed that the electorate had this as, and still does, high up on reasons to leave the EU. I am so angry about the situation but hey not now!
We were dropped in a large square area of the city and advised of two times for pick up. We would take the second and later time. Denise had researched the places to visit here more than I, although I had taken an overview on the map (google that is) so I had an idea of direction to head. We walked from the square intact shopping street towards the sea and docks. The walk took us into another square bounded by banks and hotels, with clearly a stage set in the middle of the square, no doubt set for the Christmas and New Year revelling. There was a similarity of form and style to that of Copenhagen.
It was for sure the coldest day on our trip so far with a “feels like” temperature of -4 degrees. Leaving the square behind we head towards the Railway station and docks. Passing a florist, I’m not usually taken by floral displays, but found the way they had dressed the front of their shop somewhat appealing to me.
Very seasonal don’t you think. There was a canal before the station which we crossed, taking us past the large brick building and station entrance. On now to one of the dock areas that had been modernised and the surrounding area of urbanised landscape was an open usable space.
I know I’ve already mentioned how cold it was before but it sure was and it was time to seek refuge over a cup of coffee. Which we did in “Wayne’s Cafe” nice cuppa and soon warm again we were off and heading to the Malmöhus Castle through another area of modern flats and buildings.
The castle and grounds, well fortifications reminded me again of the Prince Philippe fortifications we had experienced in France. The shape on plan is quite distinct and common I guess of that time in world history. It is as the website states the oldest Scandinavian renaissance castle remaining. For more details and definitely worth a visit should any of my readership choose to visit Malmo here’s a link
Inside the castle area there’s a modern building that houses a museum too. Perhaps if we ever revisited Malmö we could take a look.
There was a relief map in bronze of the old town and fortifications, quite impressive don’t you think.
Our walk continued around the outside and into a park area where we sat and ate our shared open Danish sandwich overlooking the lake. We had passed an old restored windmill within the grounds of the park and the Botanic Gardens too.
Our day was not fully over as we walked back towards the square where we had been dropped off with time to spare again we sheltered from the cold in a cafe before a final trott around some of the nearby shops and other areas of the city. We found another square and a courtyard off where a Design Museum was housed, sadly time now was not with us or we’d have taken a look. We had visited a furniture store during this latter part of our walk and noted some very nice pieces.
Time now ticking we returned to meet the coach. A few pictures of the square.
Malmö a picturesque Swedish City an enjoyable day was had an addition to our stay in Copenhagen. A smorgasbord of Scandinavian style, tradition and modernisation.
The journey back saw a breathtaking sunset but sadly the pictures through the coach window do no justice.
After brief rest in our room we sought our penultimate evening meal in a Danish restaurant called “Puk”. We have enjoyed the food here and tried to seek traditional Danish food whenever the opportunity lay before us. Tonight I think gave us traditional on a plate. I did chuckle at the menu when listed under “Snacks” alongside, olives, nuts and chips was “Pork Skins”. Had to try and yes you guessed it, Pork Scratchings, Ha ha a flavoursome morsel.
We shared a board of Danish sausages, elevated by the pickles, grain mustard, piccalilli and rye bread. Following for Denise, Danish meatballs (frikadella) and boiled potatoes which she thoroughly enjoyed. For me boiled cod, a mustard sauce, finely chopped onion pickle,pickled beetroot, bacon lardons and boiled potatoes. Yes a tasteful and honest food, not flash just nice. Chocolate cake rounded it for Madam and smorgasbord of Danish cheese for Sir with a wash of red wine. Boom, slowly we walked home the kilometre to lay to rest a hearty meal.
We are really enjoying the Scandinavian experiences. I think a relaxing day lays ahead of us before our journey home on Saturday.