pictures tonight... from our adventure an hour or so north by bus to fredericksborg slot (i.e. castle)... also home to denmark's national history museum...
waiting for the bus in someone else's mittens...
two easy bus rides later and we are a block away from the castle entrance...
heading in...
it was built in the early 1600's by good old christian iv, who i wrote about back in a post in may.
william is noticing similarities between a crest on the ceiling and the one on his shield at home...
and he is good at posing for the camera...
the castle was used as a royal residence for awhile and then not toward the end of the 1700s. finally, in the mid-1800's, one of denmark's kings, frederick vii and his wife louise, a.k.a. countess danner, decided to move in and renovate the place with some new fireplaces to heat up the rooms which were so cold during our visit today that we had to go back to our locker and get our coats. unfortunately though, the castle caught on fire because of one of the fireplaces and much of it was destroyed (and subsequently renovated just a few years later)...
peacock...
in the castle's church...
up a staircase...
king valdemar iv... from the 1300's... i think i wrote about him a little bit back in february or march. he liked his wife's ring better than he liked her...
a dining hall...
william's portrait of his parents. greg is wearing his coat and my coat...
this is how close henry came to sleep, but in the end he managed to stay awake and was like a man who'd had too much to drink, singing and dancing in the streets, and finally passing out on the bus ride home...
nearly abandoned on a saturday evening. it never ceases to amaze me how uninhabited these towns are on the weekends, how the restaurants stand nearly empty, always. copenhagen is probably an exception, but in general, this is not a big 'eating out' country...
some of the american and english influences on the names of establishments in the town of hillerød...
for my okie relatives...
and for greg's mom... who greg believes was a herman's hermit fan as a kid...
at the bus stop... two sleepy guys... maybe three...
we'd parked our bikes at the super best and when we returned had a flat burley tire... and a bike pump in the 'trunk' so it was all okay...
that was our day!
3 comments:
Superb adventure!
If Danes don't eat meals out, do they at least take to the cafes? Because that would make them almost Polish like. (Poles only recently got on the eat out bandwagon, but only in Warsaw and you can tell that they're not fully comfortable with it. But give them a cafe and someone to listen to their stories and they're in their element!)
Great post. I love the pictures of the Castle. I am a sucker for any castle.
Hi Nina,
From my perspective, in general, Danes are not big into cafes. They like to drink coffee and eat cake, but it tends to happen within the home or the work place. Now, thousands of Danes could tell me I'm wrong, but I think they would still be the exceptions-- at least from my limited outsider's perspective.
Natalie,
We will have to visit some castles when we're in England!
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