So what’s a girl to do when her husband puts the kibosh on a party for his 75th birthday? How about a trip to see his beloved Dodgers play the Yankees in sunny LA?!!
While Frank is a huge Milwaukee Brewer fan . . .
. . . his heart will always be with the Dodgers. “My dad liked the Yankees but they were always winning. I preferred the Bums (the Dodgers’ nickname) even back when they were in Brooklyn. Roy Campanella. Don Newcombe. Then the Dodgers moved to LA. Sandy Koufax was my hero and pitcher Don Drysdale, too.”
Despite the hideous “Players’ Weekend” uniforms in lieu of their iconic jerseys and the use of nicknames instead of player names, nothing could take away from the historic rivalry. And yes, it was 86 degrees (felt like 100+!) but it IS sunny California. Did you know the Dodgers haven’t had a rainout game in nineteen years?!!!
Frank’s team pulled out a win for his special day — it couldn’t have been a better day for our favorite “Dodger Dog!”
In our several stays within a block of the Venice Beach boardwalk — some for a week, some for a month — this is the first time we’ve visited when I haven’t said, “I love this place. I could live here.” Having always harbored a soft spot for the diversity, color and vibe of California’s hippie enclave, this trip gave me pause.
Horrors! The “Venice Freak Show” has been replaced by a renovated storefront housing a Starbucks! I don’t recall ever seeing a “chain” on the boardwalk. “The beginning of the end,” I remember thinking.
Next, was all the construction. Several buildings have been razed, replaced with fancy beachfront housing.
Will the Venice-Beach-as-we-know-it disappear in a few years? As the week went by, however, I began to think, “Will this evolution necessarily be a bad thing?”
We found ourselves experiencing increased aggravation toward many things we once perceived as quintessential Venice Beach. It wasn’t good.
Gritty has evolved into disgusting. Garbage is everywhere. (Seriously, people. Pick up your trash!) The smell of urine is ubiquitous.
The homeless population has increased dramatically. The odd but harmless are mingled with the creepy and provoking. In the alley outside our bedroom window, a guy bellowed a 30-minute litany of four letter words around 2 am our first night. An irritated neighbor called out, “Hey! You done? If not, I’m calling the cops. Thank you.” We laughed and said, “Welcome to Venice.” Repeat performances on subsequent nights weren’t as funny.
A cardboard shelter was intermittently set up in our car port surrounded by spilled food, wrappers and countless flies. Once interspersed, mounds of random possessions and makeshift tents now line the Venice Beach boardwalk. More than a few high or mentally disturbed souls aimlessly stumbled along the walkway. We witnessed one guy in the middle of a busy street. My heart goes out to these individuals but it’s extremely disconcerting and sometimes scary.
For now, Venice Beach is still the place to be. Come as you are. Anything goes. Bikes, skateboards and scooters dart through the steady crush of tourists, while mounds of random possessions and makeshift tents line the sidewalks. Street artists peddle their creations. Bikini-clad teens pose for selfies in front of make-shift backdrops (donation only $1!). The kitschy souvenir shops are bustling and there are lines at restaurant pick-up windows.
The future? As luxury homes and boutique hotels sandwich their way onto the boardwalk, I think the Venice-Beach-as-we-know-it will be cleaned up and shifted to a dedicated, compacted area. I see it becoming an almost Disney-esque version of itself that tourists will continue to visit. It will still attract its share of “free spirits” and Muscle Beach strongmen. Skateboarders will skate. Surfers will surf. The Sunday drum circle will drum. And you know there will be plenty of shops selling tie dyed “I Love Venice” t-shirts, along with a few token tattoo parlors and marijuana dispensaries.
The change will inevitably result in at least some displacement of the homeless, which flies in the face of Venice’s culture of diversity and acceptance. Many are boardwalk “fixtures” who have been embraced by the community. Can housing, employment opportunities or some form of social services be implemented to keep them in this area they call home? Safety for all is paramount and those with drug addiction and mental health issues need to be treated.
I’m certain we will continue to visit Venice Beach when we come to Los Angeles. I still love the area, especially around Abbott Kinney and the canals. Many of our favorite restaurants are here.
It will be interesting to see how the beach area evolves. Can homed and homeless residents, city government and hungry developers conquer the challenges and still retain some of the character and embracement of inclusivity that makes Venice Beach the “people’s beach?” Will I again say, “I could live here?” Time will tell.
The Danes always rank near the top of living in one of the “Happiest Countries in the World.” Frank and I were happy to spend time with two of those happy people!
When looking for a place to stay, I knew our first digs were meant to be — the name of the street was Bagerstræde! Although the host did not have UW paraphernalia, he did have a bunch of stuff from Ohio University and the Masters golf tournament!
Our Vesterbro neighborhood is just west of the central touristy area. It’s pretty trendy with lots of cafes, shops, bars and restaurants.
The 1930s white concrete buildings in Vesterbro’s Meatpacking District once housed huge butcher halls. Now it’s the place to go for some of the best restaurants on town.
Copenhagen is dotted with colorful streets in many different neighborhoods.
When Frank and I got back from our side trip to Norway, we stayed at Marie and Anne’s home in Nørrebro. We really enjoyed our time in this multicultural neighborhood — so eclectic with lots to see and do.
• The Lakes are three rectangular lakes in the middle of the city. The area is popular for walkers and bicyclists. • Movies are never dubbed in Danish, although they are sometimes subtitled. Candy and beverages are self-serve, paid for at the counter. (Guests must be pretty trustworthy!) • We saw many young people wearing captain hats and discovered they were recent high school graduates. On the weekend after graduation, each class rents a vehicle to take them from family home to family home to eat, drink and celebrate! (Liquor is legal at any age with parental permission.) • I like the way cemeteries are utilized as quiet public parks. Assistens Kirkegård cemetery is the burial place of some of Denmark’s most famous individuals including writer Hans Christian Andersen, composer Karen Jønsson and philosopher Søren Kierkegaard.
Superkilen is a public park designed by an arts group, along with local architects.
Food, Drink and Shopping
When we got to Copenhagen, one thing that struck me was the absence of balconies (we had seen so many in Berlin). They are, in fact, plentiful but are located in the back of the house, often overlooking pretty courtyards rather than busy streets. Once inside, we came to appreciate the minimalist lines of Danish/Scandinavian design. The sleek lines in the kitchen with the built-in refrigerators and hidden drawers created a very clean, uncluttered look. On the beds, there is no top sheet. Two comforters (with washable duvets) all but eliminate the “stop taking all my covers” scenario.
So, why are they so happy?
Colorful neighborhoods. Simple, cozy homes. Good food, drink and shopping. Healthy, outdoor lifestyle. What else? Taxes are high but Danes don’t have to worry about health care or education costs. It seems they also have a very healthy work-life balance. Many employers offer at least five weeks of vacation and employees can often work from home. This allows more time for family and friends — friends like us — who they meet and who come to visit their happy friends in this happy place called Copenhagen!
When we were in Berlin, I thought there were a lot of bikes. That was nothing compared to Copenhagen! Biking here is a religion. Over 60% of people use their bikes to go to work or school.
The Christiana Bike with the front cart was invented in Denmark. You’ll often see children, pets and everything else being wheeled around in them. I wondered about the lack of helmets on cyclists but noticed many wearing these thick black collars. The Hövding are actually airbags that activate in a fall! (Click here to see a funny video, especially around 2:30)
If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em
Frank and I decided to do a bike tour. We were lucky in that we were our guide Rune’s only two clients for that day. Biking with the masses was a bit daunting at first, but we quickly got the hang of it. What a fun way to see the city!
We met up with Rune in Kongens Nytorv and rode to: • Rosenborg Gardens, a 17th century castle surrounded by colorful gardens. • Nyboder is a complex of historic yellow row houses that once housed marine families. The area is unique in that these homes are well-preserved and have not been destroyed by fire. • Amalienborg is the residence of the Danish Royal family. (Did you know that the Danish monarchy has the world’s oldest lineage? Queen Margrethe II’s heritage can be traced back more than a thousand years to a king born in 958!) • A Danish foundation donated the money for the Royal Danish Opera House, which is one of the largest in the world. The only stipulation was that they would build it on an island in direct line with the Cathedral, the Royal residence and a park (the four tenants of society: religion, monarchy, nature and the arts). • The Church of Our Savior is one of Denmark’s most famous churches. Each year more than 60,000 people climb the 400 steps to the top of the spire (we weren’t two of them!). • The Old Stock Exchange dates back to 1625 and is one of the oldest buildings in Copenhagen. • Kastellet is one of the best preserved fortresses in Northern Europe. It is constructed in the form of a pentagon with bastions at its corners.
. . . and Copenhagen’s most famous sight
Freetown Christiania is Copenhagen’s “alternative hippie neighbourhood.” Although we stopped here on the bikes, we got a more in-depth visit when we went with Marie and Anne. The community collective of around 1,000 people has its own flag and rules. You can’t drive cars here so there are plenty of bikes (including the Christiana bikes invented here and mentioned above). The vibrant mix of homemade houses, galleries and music venues is a photographer’s dream but you are warned not to take pictures in certain areas, especially around Pusher Street because they sell pot there! (illegal in Denmark)
Next up: Copenhagen — Home of the Happy People (neighborhoods, homes, food and shopping)
Things don’t always go as planned. We had hoped to get together with a few friends in Oslo but that didn’t pan out. We did, however, manage to get a little taste (literally and figuratively) of Norway’s capital in our two days here. Let me share a few of our favorites. . .
The Oslo Street Food Market was a photographer’s dream — plus, they had good food!
My favorite place in Oslo was the Munch Museum. The exhibit was entitled Exit! as the collection will soon be moving to fancy new digs. I was fascinated by Edvard Munch’s life and his generosity in gifting his massive art collection to the city of Oslo. The museum itself was storied. There were interesting displays regarding its conception, its ultimate neglect and the brazen robbery of two of its most famous works, “The Scream and The Madonna, were snatched from Oslo’s Munch Museum in August 2004 in a daring daytime raid by two masked and armed robbers. One of the men tore the paintings from the walls while the other held terrified security guards and tourists at gunpoint.” Fortunately for Oslo (and for us!), the paintings were eventually recovered and restored.
Bergen is known as the “gateway to the fjords.” Their port is Norway’s busiest, with cruise ship after cruise ship depositing tourists anxious to journey onward to experience the majestic splendor of the fjords. The city itself is worth a look, too. Surrounded by seven hills and seven fjords, Bergen is beautiful and has a rich history. It was once the capital of Norway, as well as a very important port during the Middle Ages. Original wood buildings line the shore and colorful old houses climb up the hills.
Today, Bergen is the country’s second largest city with a metropolitan population of 420,000. It has many museums, its own philharmonic, a university and an active food scene. The modern transportation system of trains, trams, buses and ferries is well connected with easy transit to their state-of-the-art airport.
The weather? They say Bergen is one of the wettest cities on earth with an average 240 days of rain.
As a visitor to Bergen, you plan for the weather. We walked around with umbrellas, ducking into unique shops and eating our way through the outdoor fish market. The back streets, however, were where we found the city’s magic. The hills and stairways led to vibrant alleyways of gardens, pockets of street art and cozy, little cafes. Along with the fog, you become enveloped by this “gateway to the fjord’s” charming, village-like vibe. People are friendly and smile in spite of the weather. “This is Bergen,” they say.
I’ve dreamed about Norwegian fjords since I saw the “Song of Norway” in grade school. (I can’t tell you much about the 1970 movie but IMDB says it was about composer Edvard Grieg and starred Florence Henderson before she was in “The Brady Bunch.” Reviews were horrific but what can I say, I was 10. All I remember is the fjords.)
Our friends Marie and Anne-Mette joined Frank and I on a weekend to Bergen where we took in the popular “Norway in a Nutshell” tour. Did the fjords live up to my dreams? A picture perfect day with some of the loveliest scenery we’ve ever seen — you bet they did!