On Sundstorget Square, Helsinborg we saw quite some underprivileged sitting on benches, drinking, getting high. Men, women, young and old.
I did not want to come to close as I found out soon after taking this image some of them can be very aggressive.
For those not interested in tech stuff and computers just jump to Denmark
I’m writing this while sitting in a corner of my living room. In front of me an old Samsung Syncmaster P2370 monitor in high-definition. A very old Dell keyboard, very noisy. And a mouse.
On my right side, on my desk, my iMac 27” with all the whistles and bells needed to write and work on my photographs.
I’m listening to my favourite CD, “Push The Sky Away” by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. It is playing on the same computer I’m writing on and I’m using VLC to play the music. Video is something else though. Haven’t gotten more than a black screen. Sound is okay though.
A cheap 20$ single speaker gives an acceptable quality but pushing the sound through my very old amplifier and equalizer would give a better sound. But these analogue devices are hooked up to my iMac.
No fancy Microsoft Word but LibreOffice Writer. I’m not even sure if there is a spellchecker available.
In fact, I am writing this on a 35 $ computer (screen, display, SD-card and mouse not included). I wanted to reconnect with Linux and decided to get a Raspberry Pi 3b. Although it cannot be compared to the sheer power of my iMac for normal work this configuration has not let me down yet. I am pleasantly surprised but on the other hand Linux does not have a huge footprint either.
So the Raspberry Pi is just a side project but also a plan B whenever my main system should die. Maybe, during the winter, I’ll be passing time with some electronics experiments.
Sweetheart and I enjoyed our holiday very much. It was Sweetheart’s first flight. All went well except that her luggage ended up in Portugal. An error at the luggage check-in. She got her suitcase the next day. Sweetheart loved seeing the sun coming up above the clouds. It was magical.
We had great weather. Sunny and not to warm. The rental Renault Clio okay. The hotel cosy and well situated at walking distance of the station of Helsingør, the ferries to Sweden and the centre of the town.
Food was delicious but very expensive. People friendly. Culture and art seem to be very important as there are museums and cultural centres everywhere. Higher incomes are taxed up to 65% but wealth is redistributed. School system is different, there is more space for personal development. Alcohol is extremely expensive and there is a rightful zero tolerance for drivers.
We arrived at 08:20 at Copenhagen airport on Saturday, September 17. When it became obvious Sweetheart’s suitcase was not travelling with us we picked up the car and on our way to the hotel, 47 kilometres from Copenhagen, we shopped for some basic stuff for Sweetheart. I had chosen for the coastal road.
After checking in we visited Helsingør and its castle used in Shakespeare’s Hamlet.
On Sunday we drove along the coast and on Monday we took the boat to Helsinborg, Sweden. A whole different city when we looked at the buildings and the general architecture. Specialized shops selling only wine, beer and liquor. A stand on the street was an alcohol bar.
Unfortunately, Stella, Sweetheart’s eldest daughter, was not feeling well, texting Sweetheart with a zillion messages. Shortly after I held a crying Sweetheart in my arms. It was only the 2nd to 3th time in our 5 years I saw her crying.
In the afternoon the lower grades did not have school but the parks were filled with their laughter.
We enjoyed a delicious lunch. On a huge public square with flowers and pergola’s the underprivileged were drinking and shooting drugs. Sweetheart gave me some space so I could do some street photography. I was spotted quickly though and was confronted with an aggressive drunk so I backed off.
Between Helsingør (Denmark) and Helsinborg (Sweden) lies 7 km of water. Somewhere in between the border. So while the ferry is in Danish waters you can buy as much booze in the tax-free shop as you can carry. When the boat crosses the border you are not allowed to buy any alcohol any more but you can spend all your dough on tax-free tobacco.
On September 20, our 5th anniversary and the start of our 6th year we took the train to Copenhagen. It was very cheap because the ticket was 24 hours valid and gave access to bus, tram and metro.
Copenhagen is cold but beautiful. Gorgeous architecture like the Opera or the Black Diamond (Royal library). A zillion bicycles who won’t stop even if you want to try to get off a bus.
We walked for a while and then Sweetheart suggested taking a hop on/hop off bus. So we visited the Danish capital by bus and then by boat (included in the price).
Later that evening we had dinner, found our way to the station and took the train back to Helsingør. I guess we had another 2 stops before arriving when the train stopped. Something was said through the intercom but we do not understand Danish. Everybody got off. Then an official saw us sitting there, puzzled. He made us clear we had to leave the train.
While we walked to the other side of the station a voice said “the train to Helsingør is going nowhere”. There we stood, waiting in the dark. It was cold and it was raining. About 20′ later a train arrived and another 30′ we were at out hotel.
The next day we drove to the other side of the Danish Sealand Isle. The beach there was desolated. We enjoyed the sun lying on huge rocks and then we had even some more fun while the sun warmed our bodies and a gentle breeze caressed our skin. It was a magnificent moment.
Then our holiday was over. We drove back to Copenhagen and I found an expensive parking space in the center. We walked to Christianshavn and straight to Freetown Christiania, an 84 acres city within a city. Hippies, own flag and currency and an anarchist community. The smell of hash and weed was omnipresent and we regretted not having visited it earlier but we did not want to get on a plane stoned.
I loved Christiania and its apparent freedom.
Later on I gave the car back and then it was really over. Sweetheart and I enjoyed the night and the world and its small lights.
We landed at 22:50 in Charleroi and Sweetheart phoned The Boy to find out where he was. We walked to the underground parking but we did not find The Boy.
He was waiting for us in Zaventem, Brussels Airport. It was a miscommunication with Sweetheart. So we waited 45′ minutes before he finally showed up.
Much later we were finally back home. We slept well and the next morning, when I dropped her off at her place I knew our holiday was really over.
We had a blast. I loved being with Sweetheart. We had an incredible holiday.
We made a trip by boat to Helsinborg in Sweden. I’ll write more about this in a later post.
I haven’t had much time to process my holiday with Sweetheart yet. I had my youngest daughter for the weekend and I wanted to give her all my attention.
So I’ll be writing more about my vacation with Sweetheart later this week.
Finally I did not use my analogue Nikon’s that much. After all this was a holiday with Sweetheart and our quality time way to important to waste it. Even on photography.
The Ricoh GR II was the camera I used the most but for the long exposures and a few landscapes I preferred my Nikon with the good, old and trusty 24-120 VR 3.5-5.6. Not the best lens in the world but a true workhorse.
From our base camp in Helsingør we hopped by boat to Helsingborg in Sweden. Not that far but a different city, and I guess a different world, altogether.
We went by train to Copenhagen. It is a beautiful city that we explored by foot, by bus and by boat. As we had to take the plane in Copenhagen I drove to the city on our last afternoon and we went for a walk to Freetown Christiania.
Christiania, also known as Freetown Christiania, is a self-proclaimed autonomous neighborhood of about 850 residents, covering 34 hectares in the borough of Christianshavn in the Danish capital Copenhagen. (Wikipedia)
This shot was made near Overby and is one of the few long exposures I made.
Thank you Sweetheart for these past 5 years. It hasn’t always been easy but we overcame it all. Every pebble, every hindrance brought us close to each other.
Our love is complete, intense and filled with inextinguishable passion and desire.
We have allowed each other to grow and we found so many new pleasures.
You are the source of my happiness. You are my muse. You are my life, my present and future.
With you I want to grow old, cherish you and love you until the end of time.
Thank you, Sweetheart, you make me so very happy and complete.
Thank you for being with me, sharing my life. Caring and loving me.
You are my everything, Sweetheart.
My Sweetheart and my Princess.
Ferns, detail (2014)
Olympus OM-D M10 with 45mm f1,8
Next Saturday Sweetheart and I are leaving for Denmark. It is a +1000 km drive meaning we’ll be on the road for more than 10 hours.
In Germany, at a certain point, we’ll have to take the ferry to take us to that part of Denmark that leads to Copenhagen and further to our destination, Helsingør.
The ferry seems to be reservation only meaning we’ll have to be there at a reserved hour. We also need to be at our hotel before 21:00. Don’t ask me why. Maybe they go to sleep early in Denmark.
On the road we could encounter traffic jams or a flat tire of whatever.
I love driving and traveling by car as it gives kind of total freedom.
I am not perfect and I have serious issues when plans change the last-minute as they push me out of my comfort zone.
Although I have traveled quite a lot and a few times by airplane, I hate flying. Yes I know, it still is the safest way of transportation but flying simply terrifies me.
A reason we don’t fly is also because I told Sweetheart we can easily drive back if she is urgently needed a home. If you have to drive a whole day this is really a stupid reason and more an excuse to not fly.
As I don’t like to fly I haven’t checked fares either and also I had the impression renting a car is very expensive.
Paying for a parking space at an airport also feels like something I’d rather not do.
This morning Sweetheart and I discussed our trip and then, well, it kind of happened after a hint she made. I knew Sweetheart was right.
Also I remembered that, quite some time ago, I promised Sweetheart I would be the one she would fly with for the first time in her life.
So I surfed to Ryanair, an Irish low-cost airline. About half an hour later I had ordered tickets, some extra’s, rented a car plus insurance. Hell, I was sweating like a pig. Changing plans last-minute, the idea of flying…
So next Saturday, early in the morning, Sweetheart will be picking me up and then we’ll be heading for the airport of Charleroi.
Take-off at 06:40 with arrival in Copenhagen little past 08:00.
Six days later we’ll have a ride back home.
It is Sweetheart’s son who will be driving us to and from the airport.
The total cost of the flight and the rental is about the same as I had projected for driving my own car. But we have 2 extra days we would have spent driving, less stress and no worries.
We’ll, to tell the truth, I am already terrified knowing I’m going to fly.
There is only one and not so important downside. I’ll have to cut down in photography equipment as I had planned to take a medium format camera for landscapes.
Guess I’ll be taking my Ricoh GR and the 21mm add-on lens with me for general use and two Olympus OM camera’s, some glass or two Nikon’s. I’m not sure yet.
On the other hand, we are on holiday and this means Q-time.