I am now far from home after passing through various security and immigration processes; in itself an interesting exercise varying from the loud and stressful to the quiet and polite.
I stayed in a hostel in Copenhagen for three nights; an interesting place reminiscent of some of the Chinese hostels I’ve stayed in, not something I’d was expected. It was well located and the staff were helpful. The area was close to the train station requiring a walk through part of the red light district to reach. Surrounding buildings were old and well maintained.
Opposite
Opposite
London is my current home while I catch my breath before planning the next excursion.






