Ahhh Cobblestones, whoever thought they would be a brilliant idea was either an idiot or a hopeless romantic. Seriously, sure they have the appeal of faraway originality, but try running on them for extended periods of time and your joints, bones and limbs will beg to differ as they find every rut and space in between the blocks of 6x4 stone chunk. So, we must find a new way to survive, hence discovering these awesome gravel trails that run along the southern outskirts of Christianshavn that take you along the waters edge or you can run on the two lane tracks between the cobblestone hell that a much smarter person decided to put down.
Additional discoveries of the day: OK, so after finding out that Copenhagen is against organic food, peanut butter and Clif bars which are essentially my staples, I discovered that the Danes have a love for house boats, which is pretty sweet. These house boats are massive with pots of various plants sticking out from their decks, bikes hanging off the sides and lawn chairs on the bow, which would imaginably be the best place to groggily sit and sip tea as the sun begins to rise over the beautiful tapestry of colorful homes, cobblestone streets, more boats and water, and a clear blue sky painted with wispy clouds.
Caffe Coccio, so after staving from the local coffee shops until we found "the one," I decided to venture and try the Caffe Coccio, which was supposed to be similar to my back in America addiction of soy mocha. Lots of foam, perfectly bitter espresso and surprise, for the chocolate there was a stick that was dipped in chocolate that would then melt into your warm drink. So, and interesting version of the mocha, with the Danish twist.
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