OMG – my blog life becomes more and more crazy. Just look at me here, at Bryggebroen, connecting Amager and Vesterbro – stopping a total stranger. And then inviting myself to go running with him over the bridge…
Notice the Love Locks.
Martin didn’t mind having a short break when Clotilde (photographer) and I were chasing smiling and optimistic Copenhageners. Not an easy task on such a windy and freezing bridge, most people just stared down on the ground and passed us, hurrying from A to B. Understandable, it was really one of my coldest danish moments. Ever.
Fortunately it’s not forbidden in Denmark to stop handsome men on bridges. And Clotilde is damn good at catching their beauty.
By the way, I’m SO happy about my Pajar jacket, kept me warm today, too – got it at Tara in Norwegian most-cold city Sauda – thanks, Tara (-;
Get ready for more On da bridge posts – coming up.
Bryggebroen: Running with a stranger,