Reunion with Claudette

It was awesome. I haven't seen her for ages.

We had beers at GP with Glenn, 0ur old art teacher, scribbled down citations from Yeates, strolled around in town, stayed up late, woke up, walked into town, ran into an old classmate turned super-polished like silicon in between the tiles, ate lunch at K&co café, looked at the ice breaking in opposite directions as the boats cleaved their way through, said good bye for today.

Tomorrow evening yet again we will have good times in Copenhagen before I scurry on to Geneva on Monday morning.

Here is the photo summary:

At the bar for some more Crush cider

At GP again, the best pub in town

Where Glenn is a regular, and we stayed after closing

but got kicked out soon enough:

Walking the scenic way home, reliving old memories!

Heavenly stairway:

After waking up today, eating lunch at K&co:

Have you ever seen paninis like these?

They were seductively delicious

I was content, and more alert than this implies:

Beautifully hypnotising movements of ice, helicopter platform-sized ice.