4.5.15 - Copenhagen | Hamburg

Yesterday, at the end of the day, once again, i went to sleep a nap before dinner.
After that, when i was looking for a restaurant at an affordable price - almost impossible in Copenhagen - saw a poster of a jazz club. I entered, I left running to go eat the first thing to appear ahead, and went back to get to watch a jam session, old-fashioned.
A saxophonist and fixed bass and drums and guitar were running. Great quality! The bar was full to the door, not even fit more people and everyone vibrate with music.
With that lay down more than what wanted but woke up at the same time: seven in the morning.
Contrary to what has been usual, today rain flashed down and therefore the trip was very wet. Before leaving the hostel put the rainsuit, to doesn`t get soaked. It looked like a sausage but at least it was dry.
With the rain and especially with the very wind that was felt - I got to ride almost 45 degrees in the middle of the highway - had to change the travel plan. So instead of going for Odense and cross the longest bridge in Europe (so they say, but I always suspect when they tell me "the greatest anything" or "the best in the world"), I went for Rodji, saving 140 km and can prevent further complications. That was Friday route. At the races I always knew that to win you need to end; Here, in order to write the adventures later in the day, rested in the hotel, I have to get right to it. So in the name of security, I changed the route.
En route linking Copenhagen to Hamburg bumped me with trucks Volkswagen and Peugeot of Swedish teams in the world Rallycross; I was also stopped because a truck was burning at full highway and blocked traffic.
But worst of all was the same wind. With the monster weight of Triumph, I had to stay maximum focused because the bike often literally followed the downwind, tired me physically and psychologically.
On the ferry was time to take the latest photos with decorated bike, since arrive to Hamburg went returns it to the Triumph.
When I was here on Thursday, the taxi driver advised me to clear the room I had booked at the Ibis and looking for another in the city center. So I did, scoring the cheapest hostel I found.
Between casinos, porn cinemas, sex shops, African fruit shops, kebab and other questionable hotels, is mine.
Here you hear a French from Ghana or Mali,  burcas like in Afghanistan, the better (or worse) of Eastern Europe, an entire underworld of multiculturalism that makes the free city of Hamburg has always been.
The outer shade of the hotel is blue but inside the predominant red, pink and black, carpeted with floral motifs and wallpaper to tend to the former. Abound gilded mirrors, "artistic" nude statues and photo, also naked. In one of the levels you have a former movable with various Kamasutra positions and the walls are leather and velvet.
For the first impression, I'm sure photos of this hotel came directly those of Taschen books, like "Motel Festiche".
The face of other guests, there are so many who came, like me, of deception; then there are others who seem to repeat customers.
As a friend of mine would say in such a situation: just spend the night alone if you want. Scary


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3.5.15 - Lund | Helsingborg | Helsingör | Copenhagen

Yesterday, after writing the text, having a nap and showered, went out to dinner. I went to a terrace but, over time, the cold was increasing, and so I decided to sit inside at the counter. On the wall, the poster of 1971 Barcelona 1000 Km, with the silhouette of a 917. The employee told me it was just great racing fan and had two Peugeot 205 to go to the track-days. It isn`t difficult to imagine that we are talking about almost all dinner.
Today, once again the sun decided to show up very early and energetic morning.
With an hour late - the hostel was full of technology and home automation but as always, there has to be a human hand and that hand was needed to open the garage door where was the bike - I left Lund and went towards Helsingborg . On the highway, the little more than 50 km, free riding.
When I stopped the bike, stopped two Harleys beside me. A Swedish and a Croatian emigrant from Zadar, both calling them selves John, but in their languages. We chat and I showed them this blog.
I went up to the castle tower and had the perception of the importance of sea control - Denmark is in sight, just 20 minutes by boat - from ancient times.
Before catching the ferry strolled the marina and saw immense small jellyfish in these waters.
I crossed the Baltic and found myself once again in the state of Denmark.
I follow the coast to Copenhagen. So beautiful!
Small beaches, many sailboats, villages with beautiful houses and fell into the landscape. The style of the houses, the location and the amount of Aston Martin, Porsche and Ferrari that crossed me, was easily noticed with a luxurious area, very fancy. But it was not pretentious or opulent.
I crossed myself with hundreds of motorcycles, Harleys and other Choopers, resembling the Vikings; and we are on their land.
In this part of the trip I opened the Nau visor and let in the smell of the sea. Uhmm so good!
I came to Copenhagen and went to the hostel right in the center, leaving the bike and change. Again I wandered around town, seeing what had not yet seen: the Mermaid statue, David by Michelangelo, Museum of Design, and a few more streets that seemed interesting.
The statue of the mermaid, on my eyes, look good framed with the boy of Brussels dick: it is so small that disenchanted the lowest expectations.
Between crepes and beer, just end the afternoon in Nyhavn sunbathing and listening to a street musician singing hits from 90`s.

2.5.15 - Copenhagen | Malmö | Lund

Last night I ventured even for a Danish typically bars outside the tourist area. But the night ended up in the hostel bar,drinking beers, chating with Laura - Colombian and social sciences teacher - and the receptionist, who had kid's face but had lived 18 months backpacking through Asia.
Today the sun awoke to make us smile. Despite the cold, the golden rays felt very well, making the trip much more enjoyable.
Copenhagen left early to cross the bridge and continue the journey by Sweden. Crossing the Baltic, linking Denmark to Sweden was, for me, the reason for this trip.
So thrilled, I crossed the majestic bridge, thinking that bridges approaching people, countries, cultures, religions, promoting the exchange of views and making us move towards a better world. Thinking that, i forgot the toll for motorcycles, only costs 25 euros!
With this, smilling, I came to Malmo. What a pleasant surprise: the city is much more interesting than ever could imagine.
I went to the beach area and, leaning against the dunes, a huge city park with several lakes and animals, where families practiced sport, made picnics, playing, etc. etc .. In this place I could see proof style Iron Man, where the brave ran through the sand, the sea, they leaped on ropes and a series of feats.
Then follow to the center. A mixture of old buildings, brick, with modern glass and steel of the shipping companies and major consultants.
Here is the famous bronze sculpture of Carl Fredrik Reuterswärdv in an appeal to world peace.
A beautiful Protestant church and place of my lunch, the rail road station.
The old part of the station was transformed into a kind of market of Bom Sucesso, or Ribeira, or La Boqueira, or San Miguel, or wherever they want to call.
A beautiful and friendly maid advised me a smoked fish with potatoes in the oven and sour sauce. A beer. Divine!
After lunch it was time to ride to Lund, a small university town full of new people and bicycles.
The church, though austere and have taken a recent restoration (World War?), It is quite beautiful with a lower chamber with mortuary chapels of people of other important times.




The city center looks like a doll house, very cozy, with people eager to take advantage of sun each and every space to savor: shorts and short sleeve, with stunning 13ºC.

1.5.15 - Hamburg | Copenhagen

Hamburg hostel was on the outskirts and had a bunk bed with a horrible mattress. He had set the alarm for seven-to-five was already awake ...
With that, I managed to leave the hostel at seven and have time to miss me for Hamburg before heading to Copenhagen. Literally.
Threatened rain but it didn`t appear until Fehmarn.The Triumph behaves like a luxury saloon, weighs, but with great engine. It has all possible and imaginary extras and provided a pleasant journey.
It was its size that caught the attention of a group of Germans who traveled to Sweden in its Maxi-Trail. "It's not too heavy?"; I let it fall, when we stopped at ferry and they helped lift can, of course, assess whether or not it was heavy. With that I got company on the journey to Copenhagen.
In Fehmarn, bikes access to Ferry, had a huge post full of stickers clubs, brands and other things related to motorcycles. I put the a Roadgalaxy sticker for the next travelers see it!
The ferry is a real frontier on water, dividing the German from Denmark, Baltic full. With free shops, restaurants and laser zones, 45-minute drive pass quickly.
Shortly after passing the border the rain appeared and quickly gave way to hail. One of the Germans shot out by the edge of the highway while trying to stop the bike. It was a sign and time to wear the rainsuit.
Windy and rain proceeded trip to Copenhagen. In the Danish capital we were treated to sunshine.
They went to Sweden and I stayed here.
The holtel, compared to yesterday is a five-star hotel. I left the bike there and went out to walk the center of Copenhagen.
I saw lakes, palaces, the Botanical Gardens, Tivoli. I drink a beer in Nyhavn.
In Copenhagen we can breathe calm.
On the street I was approached by two UNICEF boys to make themselves known to the organization. One was Nepalese; He was very touched when I asked how was his family ...
After all the emotions I returned to the hostel to tell them to you



and take a nap.