The way to Lolland (II)

Posted by: vadim | July 10, 2010

The way to Lolland (II)

Travel

I had a very nice flight there, with 2 connections, One in Rome and Second in Katowice.

Katowice

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Katowice, is a very nice city; small and quiet.

When I was 10 we moved with my family to the Capital (Chisinau) and ever since I lived in capitals (Budapest, Vienna, Bucharest) and whenever I go to small cities I am delighted by them, just the quiet atmosphere makes me happy.

Although all my polish fiends said I would be disappointed by Katowice since it’s a mining city and there is nothing to see, I loved it. Went to the fruits market and bought cherries, cucumbers, bananas – very cheap.

I even spoke with a local, when I set on a chair in the park some guy asked me something in polish and when he found out I’m leaving in Romania he said “Popescu” (once a famous football player).

And I arrived in Malmo (Sweden).

The funny part was that I flew with the low-cost airline Wizz-Air and when I arrived in Malmo there was a Wizz-air transfer bus waiting for some people who signed up for it (all the airplane was with polish people, and the bus was also reserved by the polish passengers).

I arrived in Malmo at about 23:30 and the only way I would get to Copenhagen was to take the bus to Malmo central station and then the train to Copenhagen, and then to take the train to the Copenhagen airport (where a person would pick me up and drive together to the festival). So it would probably take me about 4 hours to get to the airport. But when the driver of the wizz-air bus saw me trying to buy a ticket for malmo downtown, he said he had one more place left and for 20 eur would leave me in Copenhagen central station.

It was very nice.

PS: When we got to the wizz-air mini-bus, there were two 14 year boys to whom he said “Boys you’ll sit in de back on one chair”. But not for so long since Malmo was close and the first passenger went out there.

Copenhagen Central Station

Well, I guess no place is nice at 1 in the morning, but it seemed OK. The only issue was that I did not have any Danish Krone and something seemed wrong with the ATM machine, so I went outside and found a 24 hour shop where I bought a juice with 20 EUR and got the change in Danish Krone (thanks god).

When entering the train to the Copenhagen airport I asked the train attendant if the train was heading to the airport and a man heard me speaking English. He sat near me and we made a conversation. He asked e what am I going there and I told him the entire story.

PS: On his shirt was written HARD ROCK, but he seemed a nice guy, and he told me he was at a festival in Copenhagen and was heading home.

When he heard I’m from the eastern part of Europe and that I understand Russian, he asked 2 of mine business cards and wrote on the second his phone number, he had a Russian wife and if I would have any problems while being in Denmark to give them a call (he wrote the numbers several time since he was a bit drunk – but however spoke very well and clear).

One of my other surprises was that everybody speaks perfect English in Denmark, from the bus driver to the old granny – that made me feel comfortable there.