The little jazz lounge we stumbled upon (literally).
The best part about the ICE BAR, other than the fact that it
was a rip-off tourist trap, is that we were the only ones there.
I do my best dancing when no one's around.
You sit on animal pelts so your ass doesn't freeze. Cool.
Just like the locals do it.
Why yes, those glasses are made of ice.
Great example of old meets new. No, not the buildings, that's
Cindy and John McCain over there.
The national theatre, yes that's how we spell theater over here.
The rainy jazz boat.
Nyhavn
I don't know who these people are, but they look nice so I
put them in the blog.
Nyhavn, before the rain.
Man riding horse.
Woman in front of church. Rain.
Changing of the guard, Danish style.
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