Good Morning Copenhagen

There's something mysterious about walking through the city at 6:15. It's still dark, there's steam billowing from the sewers, and if you're lucky, you'll catch the last hearty stragglers stumbling home from the bars. Strøget, the walking street is full of delivery trucks, street washers, and window cleaners. It's like being in an alternate dimension.

Good morning Rådhus.

Hi there, trumpeters on a pedestal.

Hello Strøget.

Walking out of the gym at 7:30, everything has changed. The sun is now creeping up over København H, the central train station, striking the clock on the tower of the Rådhus, and just generally changing the appearance of everything. People are appearing on Strøget, replacing the vans that were there before, and all still-drunk revelers have finally made it to bed.

Getting up early is good.