Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen as the song goes. Well it truly
is….. once you get there that is. This was to be our longest train journey but
turned out to be much longer than either of us expected.
The
Berlin to
Copenhagen express limped into
Hamburg railway station 90 minutes late with
an electrical problem. The problem took another half an hour to fix so we were
2 hours late to start with.
Part of our journey involved crossing over the
Baltic Sea by ferry. The train actually drives onto the
ferry and then we all get out for the journey. The ferry has 4 levels. The
bottom level is for trains and trucks, the next is for cars, the next has
restaurants, shops, duty free and currency exchange and the top level has 2
lounge bars and outdoor seating and tables. We arrived at the ferry terminal
just after one ferry had left so we had to wait for the next one.
We thoroughly enjoyed the ferry trip which was very smooth.
It takes only 45 minutes before being loaded back onto the train and continuing
our journey on Danish soil. By which time we were 2.5 hours late. As our train
was to return to Berlin that day, someone had
the bright idea of offloading the passengers 2 hours short of Copenhagen and transferring us onto a
regional train. They also transported the passengers from Copenhagen
by regional train to this station where they could board the express back to Berlin.
Two hours by express resulted in 2.75 hours on a regional
train that stopped at every station. Our scheduled arrival at
Copenhagen had been 1.45pm and we got there at
5.15pm, just in time to join rush hour travellers as we tried to locate the
metro train to our hotel. We ended up having to stand but luckily it was only 3
stops.
Eventual arrival at the Copenhagen Hilton was magnificent
and that was another day gone.
The following day we booked for a bus and river cruise of
Copenhagen. We did the
bus tour in the morning and saw some amazing places. The Little Mermaid, the
symbol of
Copenhagen
as shown on all references to this city.
Princess Mary was not at home so we photographed her winter
palace.
King Frederick’s Church has the third largest dome in Europe after St Peters in Rome and St Pauls in London..
After lunch we boarded the open topped boat just as it
started to rain. Out came the ponchos and what was a great tour was made a bit
miserable due to the weather. The temperature dropped too which didn’t help. We
were so glad to get back on board the bus back to the railway station. At the
station the rain had got heavy and there was a thunder storm just before we
boarded our train. We sat for a little while and then there was an announcement
in Danish which we didn’t understand and everyone started to get off the train.
We found someone who spoke English and he said the railway overhead power lines
had been struck by lightening and we would have to catch a later train.
Eventually we got back to our hotel after a very interesting day.
The following morning, after an enjoyable breakfast, we
arrived at the airport to catch our SAS flight to Manchester. We spent up in the duty free and
sat waiting for our departure gate to come up on the board. It was apparently
late and then suddenly came up CANCELLED. A rush to the inquiry desk to find
out what was happening and we were told that we were all being moved to other
flights. SAS only has one direct flight a day to Manchester. We were told we were flying SAS
to Dublin and connecting with an Aer Lingus
flight to Manchester
arriving at 3pm instead of 9.30am. Our cases would be checked in right through.
Annoying but at least we were going to be getting to Manchester that day. A phone call to Mum and
Dad and the car hire company to let them know what was happening.
An uneventful trip to Dublin
but more drama when we got there. We had arrived at Terminal 3 and our Aer
Lingus flight was to depart from Terminal 2. We were carrying our duty free
alcohol and customs told us that if we left Terminal 3, we wouldn’t be allowed
to take our bottles onto the next plane as liquids over 100ml could not be
carried. They suggested we contacted Aer Lingus to see if someone could come
over from Terminal 2 to pick up the alcohol and take it through for us. We
phoned Aer Lingus but they said they weren’t allowed to do this. Frustration.
(Adele, Glenis, Kent – I now know how you felt).
A lady at the information counter offered a suggestion. As
we were carrying 2 back packs, she suggested we loaded the alcohol into one of
the bags and put it through as checked in baggage. When we got to the Aer
Lingus check in, the lady there was great.
She helped us pack the bag and put it through without any charge. I was
just hoping we had found sufficient packing to protect the bottles.
Manchester.
Hooray! We had finally arrived. Our enthusiasm was soon curbed when we
discovered that our bags hadn’t. The back pack with the bottles was there
(still intact thankfully) but no cases. We weren’t the only ones. Others who
had been re-routed with us from Copenhagen
were missing bags also. There was a queue of people at the missing baggage
counter so more time wasted waiting to be served and filling out forms. They
said they would let us know when the bags had been found and deliver them to
us.
We picked up the hire car (the people there were very good
as the booking documentation was in my case). We have a Hyundai i30 diesel
which seems quite a nice car. We drove straight away to Mum and Dad’s and had
dinner there. We left about 8pm and called in to a supermarket to buy groceries
before arrival at Jon’s house, where we are staying. It turns out our cases
were located at Birmingham
airport and were duly delivered this afternoon. We can now get stuck into the
washing. Looking forward to a relaxing few days.