Copenhagen 360 Degrees

Hey. Check out this site:

That is a 360 degree view of Copenhagen, Denmark seen from the top of the Round Tower.

I’ve taken a few screen shots of the major sites, seen on this photo, to help you out in space and time.

Let’s start with a map:


Source: Google Maps

The star marks the location of the Round Tower, where the pictures are taken from.

Here are a few of the highlights:


Folketinget – The Danish Parliament


The Marble Church – near Amalienborg, the Queen’s houseradhuset

Rådhuset – Copenhagen’s Town Hall


Our Saviour’s Church with spiral staircase seen in far background.


Another panorama can be found here:,12.5758373,3a,75y,221.88h,96.96t/data=!3m8!1e1!3m6!1s-z8gp29FBQQA%2FVJFpDM1A8YI%2FAAAAAAAAAKk%2Ff-HCKdaYF3kVixh8CwqWWBMBfMK16cdgACJkC!2e4!3e11!!7i2508!8i1254!4m5!3m4!1s0x0:0xe73a9f6da33ea437!8m2!3d55.681347!4d12.5757301!6m1!1e1

CSource: Google Maps and Street View



Rosenborg Castle- Home of the Crown Jewels.


New Year’s Eve in Copenhagen, Denmark

OK. Not the latest New Year, but back in 2014.

This is a video shot at 300 meters over Copenhagen.

Farther down on the same page is another video shot over the Town Hall Square.

If you are interested in seeing the real New Year’s Eve 2016-2017, then tune in at 11:55 pm (23:55) Central European Time to see the final countdown with the focus being on the Town Hall Clock, and the firework festivities at the Town Hall Square in Downtown Copenhagen.

Here is the link for live TV:

Remember it won’t be shown until 11:50 pm, or so.

Godt Nyt År

Virtual Tour – Aalborg Zoo

Want to visit the Zoo in Aalborg Denmark? Take a virtual trip around the zoo by clicking on a location shown at the upper left corner, and Voilá, you are there!

I would also have included the links to web cameras, but dark and unresponsive Polar Bears, Tigers and Lions didn’t give me the “Wow Effect” I would have liked.

Now you can imagine that you are visiting Aalborg Zoo in the middle of the perhaps, but don’t count on it, warm and balmy – Danish Summer!




A Summer Mystery – Part 10

Previously unpublished and deleted, but resurrected once again and dedicated to Miss Scarlett, now living in an undisclosed location in Canada……..

Who Done It. A Summer Mystery. Part 10

“I heard from him on that most fateful day, before the day’s events unraveled around us. He was in the vicinity to sell some of his less than legal works of art, and needed me to verify the authenticity of his works, before the money changed hands. He forced his way into the Mansion, taking liberties, as if he were a sailor visiting another port of call, and the women who waited there for him, but I was not that easy, nor was I ready to let him into my place of residence, if you catch my drift, that is?”

I did indeed, but I was proud of her courage, when confronted by the likes of men like him.

“He appealed to my weaker side, which is like an Achilles Heel to most people, forcing me to allow him access to the most precious treasures that I had in my possession!”

“You mean? Asking for her to clarify, even though I didn’t want to hear the truth.” My mouth went dry, while my hands started to sweat, thinking the worst of Miss Scarlett, even though it might have been complete and total balderdash!

She said: “He asked me for the combination to the safe in the Sitting Room, or else he would reveal an embarrassing moment in my past to the press, thus leaving me open for public ridicule.”

“The bounder!” I told her, wanting her not to be left open to the likes of him, or of the press, but secretly hoping that she would save that part of herself for me! I must admit to having had the privilege of knowing Miss Scarlett in any of various rooms of that Tudor Mansion, having had the pleasure of discovering her many secret rooms, hidden places and tempting areas unknown to the rest of her admirers. I hoped so anyway.

So M. Brunette was in the vicinity of the heinous crime, whether partially, or completely involved in the events of that most fateful day. I asked if it were possible that she contacted him again, luring him back to her boudoir, as it were, in order to catch the Blighter in the Act!

“Oh Colonel, why in the world are you blushing? Have you been having impure thoughts about me again?”

To tell her “Yes” would indeed be the truth, but I deemed it wise to hold my cards close to my chest, lest I would have to tell her the truth, keeping it close to her chest. Those thoughts along with luring that fiend into her Boudoir, were enough to  make me blush in an unabashed way, something I wouldn’t have experienced with any other woman!

But Miss Scarlett, well Miss Scarlett wasn’t just any other woman. During these many days that we had experienced each others company would end up being the most exciting moments of my long life. Not even being the hunted instead of the hunter in Africa, could equal the experiences I’ve shared with the woman in red. Ask any man who has confessed to a night of passion spent with the woman of his dreams, and see how noble he becomes in his thoughts! The thoughts that arise after such an experience are those that defy any and all logic, reducing all thoughts of being noble, doing the right thing and respect to mere words that are diminished even further, each time the lights are dimmed and he is caught in the throes of passion and the wiles of the opposite sex.

With God as my witness, I am no different than the men that I describe, being just as weak in the knees as any giddy school boy, who only can admire the woman of his dreams from afar, but then throwing caution to the winds, and taking what is rightfully mine. Oh God how it has happened to me, again and again…

We re-entered the main part of the Mansion, leaving the sanctuary of our secret passage, hoping that our presence would go unaware of the police guarding the entrances, hoping to catch us in a new act of mayhem. Miss Scarlett was ahead of me, taking a peek into the Sitting Room where her life changed from good to bad within a short amount of time, and which now needed to be rectified.

She motioned to me to be quiet, and slipped through the doorway, like a memory that was fading in the light of day. I hastened to follow her, but the door was closed unceremoniously, before I could come to her aid. I heard voices in the next room and thinking quickly, chanced to look through the keyhole confirming the worst of my fears. Miss Scarlett was being held against the mantle, by that most clever of all opponents, M. Brunette, who could have his way with her thinking them to be alone in the mansion at that time.

I listened to his bragging about how he had done away with Miss Scarlett’s companion just minutes before she entered the room herself. The companion had also repulsed his advances and was not swayed by his charms or promises. He forced himself upon her, making her swoon uncontrollably, just before stabbing her with a broken whisky glass, intended for Miss Scarlett, if she too refused to allow him access to the Mansion’s treasures. I chose to pull out my revolver at that instant, and sighted it at the Blighter, through the Sitting Room door.

The Constable noted afterwards that he was about to doze off when a shot was heard from within the mansion. He alerted the others on the premises to hurry to his aid, and see who the spiders had caught in their web of deceit? Upon entering the Sitting Room, he found 4 persons: Mr Brunette, Miss Scarlett, looking ravishing as usual, Colonel Mustard and the Cleaning Woman, Mrs Dust, who held a revolver pointed at Mr Brunette, but without firing a shot. She admitted to firing a shot into the ceiling to alert us of the impending crime, but without ending the days of the now most wanted criminal in the State of New Hampshire.

The Colonel had been startled by Mrs Dust, who pretended to go about her duties in a most less than dutiful way, but convinced her to listen in on the conversation on the other side of the door. This was cleverly done by Col. Mustard in order for her to retain her position, by confirming that the crime of the century was not committed by the Dastardly Duo of Mustard and Scarlett, but of the less than likely ilk of one, M. Brunette!

Miss Scarlett and I, with our names cleansed once again, decided to take up residence once again in the only home that either of us had ever known. I still didn’t have the answer to my question, as to her first name, but that was revealed to me, not by herself, but by that evil of all doers, M. Brunette.

Before he was taken away to meet his fate, he whispered to me: “If you ever want to drive Miss Scarlett wild with desire, then try saying her first name to her, when the moment is right! Oh, Josephine, I chanced to tell her once, and she threw herself at me, as if I were the last man on the planet! Try it, you’ll thank me for it someday!” And with that, they cuffed him and threw him into some nameless cell and threw away the key.

Knowing what I knew now, gave me an advantage over her that any other man, gentleman or otherwise, would have given his left arm to use against her. I felt that my nobleness was returning to me, when I told her of my first name, hoping to give her an equal advantage when our passions again were on the rise. “If you would be so kind to address me as Algernon, you would be doing me the honor as calling me by my chosen name!”

She smiled and thanked me for that information, but provided none of her own, lest things got out of hand.

I was overcome at this secret side of her, but considered using my inside knowledge of her nature, and chose to let my passions get the best of me, when I said, “Josephine. May I have this Tango with you in your Boudoir?…….”

Let the pieces, or passions fall, where they may…..



Mom, Kate is Teasing Me Again

I used to think that Kate was my best friend, but she teases me too much.

I told my mother, I don’t want to play with Kate anymore. Not ever. Not anymore Kate. No way in this world. No one who treats me like Kate does, at all!

I said it, and I mean it, and no one can change how I feel!

Mom just said, “What about inviting her over for milk and chocolate chips cookies?

No way in the world. Nope. I don’t want to call her my friend anymore. No way!

Mom replied, “If you don’t invite her over, you won’t get any cookies!”

I didn’t like it, when Mom was like that. She always knew how to get me mad, and this was no exception.

I went outside and kicked the dirt a bit. Darn Women! First it was Kate teasing me about being her boyfriend and all, then it was Mom, making me pick up my underwear from the floor! Darn Women.

I told Kate, that even though she was special to me, I didn’t think we should be having to hold hands and stuff like that. It was all right climbing over fences and throwing mud at the walls, but I had to draw the line somewhere. She only wanted to do those things with me to get me to admit to being in love and all that stuff, which I’m not.

She tried to snuggle up close and all, right until I could smell the bubble gum on her breath. That made me feel all ooky and everything, and I even considered putting my arm around her. Just then, Mom called out of the window about my favorite TV show being on and if I wanted to invite my little friend in with me?

Little friend! What did Mom take me for, a boy or something? I just kicked the dirt and started to walk away, when Kate yelled after me, “Hey, what about me?”

Sheesh, Women and all that stuff! I might as well just kill some time, climbing on those big rocks near the breakwater, all alone without bubble gum smells and all that icky stuff. Life used to be easier before she done moved in from Canada and all!

“Hey”, she called out again, “What about some of those cookies?”

I guess, that breakwater and the Seagull poop could wait another day, when there were no cookies. Women just don’t understand about that important stuff, like us guys do!

Cookies and girls! It might work, but only as long as I am in control of the situation, and Kate doesn’t think that she is the one who decides and all.

Women, Sheesh!


TV Shows Around Christmas

Danish TV is no different than other places in the world, around the Holidays! Why show something new, when you can re-use the old stuff, if no one is at home to watch it anyway?

Tonight, for example offers “Lord of the Rings – 1”. I think, I might have seen that once or twice? And then there is Ice Age, and Alone Home 1-25. I’ve seen a few of those too!

On New Year’s Day it’ll be Pretty Woman. It’s been on at least twice in 2016, but my wife can see it anytime!

Oh, and Bridget Jones’ Diary was on the other night. Blue Soup really appealed to me, and I just looked it up on the net:

If you are like me, then you can’t wait to shove the Turkey leftovers aside, and get the blue dye out for this one! There are warnings included and a few swear words if that helps?

Other than that, I guess, I’ll just have to ride the Holidays out, until something new shows up?

I guess, I forgot to mention Indiana Jones. He was shown last weekend, then the Star War’s films, three at at time, over a few weeks, then “Sex in the City” movie, a few times, then….

It doesn’t really matter. I am not the one calling the shots, and the number of channels showing useless programs doesn’t help by choosing the larger and more expensive package, as it only has more channels with worthless programming!

Here is my parting shot with the night’s offerings:



Not too useful, unless you understand Danish, but if you did, then it would be all the more less-useful by understanding it!




Skagen’s Art Museum

Have you gotten tired of Skagen yet? Funny, but I never do. Mind you, it is not that often that I am in Skagen, but the once a year visit, is usually a memorable one!

Today, I’ll be showing you the museum, home to the best collection of the artists that made Skagen famous.

Here is the usual Google Maps Screen Shot:


with Skagens Museum being the focus of today’s blog.

The museum has gotten a face-lift, and was officially inaugurated in February 2016. Here is an article for all of you Danish Danophiles out there:

Now then, to be sure everything was on the up and up with my visit, I asked at the main desk, if taking pictures was allowed? No, it was not, but taking photographs was – lucky for me….

Here is a YouTube video found on the Museum’s Website, showing how 454 pieces of art have been placed on the walls after the re-build.

Here is a look at the website:


Found at this address:

Now that all the other niceties are done with, I have some photos of my own:


And if you’d like a different angle on the subject, then try out this photo below!


I just can’t get enough of the Artists of Skagen, but you might not know them as yet:

The really special names of note are: Krøyer, Ancher and Drachmann. These artists are responsible for making Skagen what it is today!

Next Blog: Grenen – The Top of Denmark!


Christmas in Copenhagen

Or not, but I couldn’t leave you hanging around doing nothing could I?

I wish, I had a lot of Christmas in Copenhagen photos to wow you with, but the fact is that when December comes around, I mostly spend time in Aalborg, just to please my wife and kids.

OK, and my boss and the creditors, and the local merchants who rub their hands, when they see me coming.

How could I disappoint them?

and my dog. Almost forgot about him, but I didn’t.

Then, there is of course Christmas Eve with the family.

and my mother in-law who will be celebrating “Jul” with us this year.

I wouldn’t want to miss out on the predicted wind storm that might be hitting us in Aalborg on the 25th, with the usual, not nailed-down things in the backyard flying about.

and the birds who have come to rely on me to feed them in this cold time.

My deceased father in-law would have served cookies and brandy/sherry on Christmas morning, which is a tradition that his father started, which I came to take over.

and who would be doing the dishes, and emptying the dishwasher, then filling it up, then emptying it again, ad infinitum.

And to enjoy seeing the panic as the stores open again on the 27th with people packing the stores, stocking up on everything, they could not do without, as if we had been snowed in for the last 3 months, or something?

and to help my family, including the dog, eat the Christmas leftovers: the roast duck, and baked ham

So you see how important it is to remain in Aalborg, while the usual Copenhagen Christmas will occur anyway, with or without my participation.

I’ve actually visited Google Images for my parting shot, just so you won’t be cheated out of Christmas in Copenhagen:


Source: Google Images


Sorry, but there is enough of that kind of thing out there, for the rest of you photo people, I’m sure…

Ho Ho Ha Ha………………..



147,153 Million Kilometers

That’s how far the sun is away from me today, here in Denmark.


I didn’t just think that number up, but found it here at:

They were nice enough to show me how few daylight hours there were to be had today, and that the sun set 2 minutes ago at 3:40 pm (15:40).

In 2 days it’ll be….You know?

I’ve taken a few photos to entertain you with, showing the lovely day – pragtfuld in Danish, and my Danish wife’s decorations in and around our house.

The apples in the trees (for the birds) were my own addition to the festivities, and we are being (trying to anyway) by not having our tree inside the house until Christmas Eve. That is partly due to the dog, who has never played with such a thing before, but has done so with everything else!

My wife is satisfied with the level of decoration (Pynt), but if she had started earlier in the whole process, we might have been even more inundated with Nisser (elves), Engler (Angels) and candles, candles and more candles (lys).

One popular Christmas item is called: Nissedør, which is an Elf’s Door. It is seen near the bottom right, and shows a ladder, door etc, leading….somewhere.

I’ve been working on the endless lists of my wife: Clean this and that. Hang this up and put this out and don’t forget…..which I probably have forgotten, but will be reminded on again when she returns home from work.

God Jul fra Danmark, if that is not understandable, then we always have Google Translate!

PS What have I wished for myself for Christmas? Why nothing at all. I’ve had a trip to the USA and a nice birthday party with family and friends. I even made/gave my wife a new Cellphone for Christmas, no secret there as she had to order it for herself, with my help!

But rest assured, there will always be a present or two under the tree, because…well, because we are in Denmark, and no one should go without, no matter how fortunate I think I am anyway. I too am  being guided by these traditions and all. No fighting the tide on this one, I’ll lose every time…..


Visiting Skagen, Denmark

Everyone needs a bit of sunshine in the dark of December. Skagen is known for its light, and that is what attracted painters and artists to the Northern tip of Denmark and what made them and it famous.

There is a newly rebuilt museum in Skagen, Skagen’s Museum, but that will have to wait until next time to show and tell.


Source: Google Maps

I guess, I should mention the Church had been overcome by sand. It didn’t happen overnight, but since its construction in the late 1300s, it only lasted until the 1700s before the sand won out and the rest of the church (except for the tower) was dismantled and its materials sold off. The floor, alter and Christening font is still believed to be under the sand, but it has never been excavated to find out for sure.

This information was taken from this site:

But as so many other things in Denmark, it is after all in Danish.

To finish off this blog, I’ve included a few photos taken earlier this year at the church and surrounding countryside:


Another Tour Guide in Green Jacket. Being followed around at touristy sites is something that one needs to get used to in Denmark!


The harbor at Skagen in far background. Note the sand hills between the trees and the harbor.


Inside the church, stairs. Either looking up or down, you choose.

Next blog: Skagen’s Museum