We watch winter weather reports from the states. No snow here, but we went through a powerful wind storm dubbed ‘Storm Malik’ that swept across Europe.
Saturday was gloomy. We stuck to errands and then home. It was scary loud in the garret that night. We kept telling ourselves that this neighborhood has stood here, just kilometers from the open sea, since around 1728.
Sunday, the storm passed but we still had to lean into the wind just to walk up the street. Naturally, we decided to climb the nearest tower to stand on its outside platform.
I walk by The Round Tower almost every day. When I get to the top of my street and turn left, there it is.
It is 8 stories high which is as tall as buildings get in Copenhagen. When the rest of Europe started building skyscrapers, Denmark did not have the funds. Once they became wealthy enough, they were also wise enough to question if they really wanted to change their landscape. They decided they did not.
Neither my mother, nor any of her kids like heights but I decided I could handle this. It is only 8 floors. It has a ramp. King Christian IV built it this way so he could ride his horse up.
There are other spaces to explore off of the Hollow Core. The Bell Tower is the most interesting with niches of information and history.
I did walk around the whole turret while hugging the inside track. We will come back when it is not so windy and I am hoping to climb the last set of stairs to the observatory. That space is enclosed.
