Summer Saturday night in Copenhagen. I'm still recovering from it as I write this on the Tuesday after. :-) The night air was balmy, the Gay Pride parade had rocked its way through the city all day and this Saturday night was really kicking off. These photos were taken in the Latin Quarter on a street nicknamed Pisserenden or The Pissing Gutter. A name that dates centuries back in time.
People were just sitting around drinking on curbs or - like me and my friends - on a doorstep, enjoying the night. Others were waiting for friends before heading on to other hotspots. It was still early, about midnight. This intersection seems to act as a magnet where people wait and gather before moving on.
Not surprisingly, bicycles abound. It's as though they multiply like rabbits after dark on weekends - see this previous post from the meat packing district - and take over the city. As only 40% of Copenhageners own cars and all the surburbanites are long departed to the urban sprawl, this city at night is a treat. Virtually a car-free city.
Groups of friends move about the liveable city. Coming and going.
Gathering, chatting, moving on.
Discussing, laughing, enjoying.
The night is filled with choices. Thinking about which one to make takes a moment or two.
