just visited Christian in Denmark. Formally, are some land the army occupied a few decades ago. For its inhabitants an independent fiefdom Danish state welcomes you in one of its neighborhoods.
me some trouble after another with the map I can find the land on the opposite side of the port where the famous Little Mermaid of Copenhagen. A large mural of bright colors makes a prelude to the main entrance. For those who have never been in this community we are assailed by all kinds of ideas that surely will not correspond to reality: I could not define precisely but surely, a mix of cultural activities in some smack anarchist. Once
transfer a wide arc of dark brick observed a crowd of young people who are grouped into cliques and wander from place to place. For his attitude somewhat infer that are clueless tourists like me. I'm moving into its narrow streets surrounded by small stalls used to take a drink or snack: a vegetarian restaurant here, a burger there. Everything is dirty and unkempt and the truth is that this factor does not help to open your appetite: remnants food, small plastic containers and papers scattered everywhere the ground unlike the tidy city of Copenhagen.
one of the sites in a group of Tibetans raise money for their just cause against China's invasion. In another, a young artisan with a hand saw and a superhuman effort a cover to build a toy car. I remember my electric saw with some healthy nostalgia.
I come to a small playground where children slide pulled by a rickety metal that portends a future misfortune, however, certainly outside seasoned Christian doctors know cured in a clean hospital room. I still
Cueing between passages flanked by a few guys whose red eye is directly proportional to the beer bottles lying at his feet and, frankly, it saddens me that many disadvantaged people in life have found refuge in these meters instead of integrated foreign .
On one wall warns that it is forbidden to take photographs. Another sign reminds that it is forbidden to steal (?) Embroiled in fights or hard drugs. " Permissiveness with the so-called "soft" is evident as warn some marijuana plants that grow happily under the weak sun and of course Danish strong smell of dope everywhere but to honor the truth, are more visitors taking advantage of this remnant of no legal authority to light the cigarettes of cannabis which I suspect have been introduced from their respective countries or from nearby Holland. I said that to the experts there is nothing better than a pot in an island of anarchy. A somewhat superficial to blend with this race of beings apparently free. Looking
homes of those children who had seen him a few times playing in the park I see a building of no more than three floors to my right. Some windows are broken and the peeling façade. From a window greets me a child of about three years in his mother's arms. He seems happy, I return greeting and rewarded me with a smile. A few meters ahead is the gateway to dilapidated housing. Despite the obvious warning of "no steal" wears a lock. Ironically I think if their function is to prevent theft by tourists. Almost
out a food group of people unloading the trunk of a car to a restaurant supply. But what was not prohibited the use of motor vehicles? A moment later I see that in this bar are accepted credit cards. I'm still not hungry.
way out, another arch that I had gone unnoticed reads: "Are you entering the European Union." I remember the child. I'm turning in my head about the type and quality of life, surely many free benefits, paradoxically, is Denmark for its inhabitants. I console myself that on both sides of this imaginary barrier will be good if it is loved by his parents.
I cross the bow and noticed a gurgling in the stomach. I appetite returns, you must be from walking.
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