{"id":1232,"date":"2014-07-29T22:54:04","date_gmt":"2014-07-29T21:54:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1232"},"modified":"2014-07-29T23:14:34","modified_gmt":"2014-07-29T22:14:34","slug":"week-29-mostly-aarhus","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1232","title":{"rendered":"Week 29: mostly Aarhus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Following my travels to Rome and Munich the preceding week, I came home Friday night, but Sunday morning I was off again, this time on vacation in Denmark. I spent a week cycling around the country with my friend Lars, as I do every summer now. The tour is documented <a href=\"http:\/\/www.crazyguyonabike.com\/doc\/dk_swe_2014\" onclick=\"_gaq.push(['_trackEvent', 'outbound-article', 'http:\/\/www.crazyguyonabike.com\/doc\/dk_swe_2014', 'elsewhere']);\" target=\"_blank\">elsewhere<\/a>; the pictures I show in this blog are mostly from the Sunday before we set out and the Monday when we came back.<\/p>\n<p><strong>29_1<\/strong><br \/>\nI arrived in my hometown Aarhus around lunchtime. After relaxing a bit, Lars and I walked to Den Gamly By. Den Gamle By (&#8220;the old town&#8221;) is a unique open-air museum on the edge of Aarhus Botanical Gardens, where several streets from a 19th century town have been recreated, complete with streets, houses, shops etc.:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_1.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7667\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_2<\/strong><br \/>\nBut we had gone there to see something else. A new section of Den Gamle By is devoted to the decade of our teenage years, the 1970s. On the one hand, it is depressing that one&#8217;s youth is now judged fit for a museum; but on the other hand it was truly fun to see and relive those years. This is a small grocery store, with the actual products (not for sale) and the prices of back then:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_2.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7615\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_3<\/strong><br \/>\nThere was also a hifi shop with the stuff I drooled over in 1974 but had no way to buy, as this turntable cost almost four times my mother&#8217;s monthly net salary:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_3.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7640\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_4<\/strong><br \/>\nVCR, anno 1974. Here we are talking SERIOUS money:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_4.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7643\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_5<\/strong><br \/>\nThe two shops were on the ground floor of an apartment building. On the upper floors, several apartments have been recreated in a very thorough manner. This one belonged to an elderly couple, so the furnishings were old-fashioned already 40 years ago:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_5.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7616\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_6<\/strong><br \/>\nThis is a young family&#8217;s living room, not too dissimilar from what I remember:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_6.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7626\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_7<\/strong><br \/>\nAlthough we did not have THIS on our walls:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_7.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7624\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_8<\/strong><br \/>\nThe apartment next door was a gynecologist&#8217;s practice:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_8.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7619\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_9<\/strong><br \/>\nThe doctor&#8217;s waiting room&#8211;note the ashtray:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_9.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7618\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_10<\/strong><br \/>\nThe examination room; and no, that&#8217;s not a real patient behind the curtain:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_10.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7623\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_11<\/strong><br \/>\nOne floor up there was an apartment that had belonged to a <em>kollektiv<\/em>, or commune. It was not uncommon for young people to live like this back then, motivated not merely by a desire to pool expenses but just as much by ideals about communal living. The bed with an old wooden beer case (used to hold 50 bottles) is a classic. I too had such a night table in my bedroom:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_11.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7631\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_12<\/strong><br \/>\nA poster of Karl was standard equipment as well:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_12.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7635\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_13<\/strong><br \/>\nTypical student&#8217;s desk:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_13.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7636\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_14<\/strong><br \/>\nToilet with Chairman Mao&#8217;s little red book:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_14.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7633\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_15<\/strong><br \/>\nThe living room. Interviews with former members of this commune are shown on the monitor:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_15.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7639\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_16<\/strong><br \/>\nThere is also a museum of classic Danish posters, some of which would probably fail today&#8217;s PC tests:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_16.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7648\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_17<\/strong><br \/>\nEveryone who lived in Denmark in the second half of the 20th century has seen Karoline the Cow a million times:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_17.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7650\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_18<\/strong><br \/>\nFinally, there was all the great music. This poster advertises a concert in the dorm where I lived in the late 70s and early 80s, by a very popular Danish group called Delta Blues Band. They were later joined by American guitarist Billy Cross and changed their name to Delta Cross Band, before splitting up some time in the 80s:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_18.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7654\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_19<\/strong><br \/>\nLars looks at an interactive map of Aarhus where the most important bars and music places are indicated. Some of them still exist (often in different incarnations), other do not:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_19.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7660\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_20<\/strong><br \/>\nHaving got our fix of nostalgia, we went back to Lars&#8217;s apartment. After dinner, Lars skyped with his 1-year old grandson Lauge, whom we were going to see the next day&#8211;he and Lars&#8217;s daughter live in Odense, 144 km from Aarhus, and our first stop on the tour:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_20.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7669\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_21<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_21.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7671\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_22<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_22.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7672\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_23<\/strong><br \/>\nAbout 24 hours later, we are with Lars&#8217;s daughter Marie, her husband Jonas and baby Lauge in their house in Odense:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_23.jpg\" alt=\"_1010779\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_24<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Tuesday, we had lunch in the workshop of J\u00c3\u00b8rn Svendsen, a friend of Lars and an utterly delightful and fascinating man. He is Scandinavia&#8217;s premier bronze caster, analogous to a photographic printer; the artists come to him with their works in ceramic or wax and he turns them into bronze sculptures:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_24.jpg\" alt=\"_1010792\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_25<\/strong><br \/>\nAnother work of art in Svendsen&#8217;s workshop:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_25.jpg\" alt=\"_1010794\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_26<\/strong><br \/>\nIt is Thursday afternoon, and we have arrived in the centre of Copenhagen. Lars took a picture of me on Langebro, a bridge linking the &#8220;mainland&#8221; of Zealand with the smaller island of Amager, which among other things contains Copenhagen Airport:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_26.jpg\" alt=\"_1010902\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_27<\/strong><br \/>\nFriday morning. The sun is rising over our tent:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_27.jpg\" alt=\"_1010905\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_28<\/strong><br \/>\nMorning dew:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_28.jpg\" alt=\"_1010918\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_29<\/strong><br \/>\nSunday evening. We are back in Aarhus, and Marie, Jonas and Lauge have come to visit. Lars gets down to Lauge&#8217;s level:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_29.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7682\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>29_30<\/strong><br \/>\nJonas trying to communicate with his son:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2014\/29_30.jpg\" alt=\"DSF7687\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Following my travels to Rome and Munich the preceding week, I came home Friday night, but Sunday morning I was off again, this time on vacation in Denmark. I spent a week cycling around the country with my friend Lars, as I do every summer now. 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