Thursday part 1: dizzying heights

When I was writing yesterday's blog post I nearly had a technological meltdown because after an hour of writing, my post wouldn't save. Luckily everything came good in the end, but I've decided it might be smart to break some of these posts into smaller pieces. So here's part 1 of today. 

I was exhausted yesterday so had an early night. I still had a restless sleep but managed to force myself to stay in bed until almost 7:00am this morning. Outside the weather was looking promising; a bit brighter than yesterday. However, the weather report looked grim with chance of storm. I decided to believe my eyes and head out. Today I remembered my gloves so I was toasty warm. 

My first destination was the tower of the Church of the Savior. We saw it on our canal cruise yesterday and I discovered it opens at 10:00am.

On the way I wondered through some new streets and the area known as Christianshavn. 

My plan was to be at the head of the queue for the tower, and I was! From the moment I started climbing I had flashbacks from when Emily and I climbed the cathedral in Florence. It was a long way, though I'm not sure exactly how many steps. 2/3 of the climbing is inside the brick part. The stairs get narrower and steeper as you go up past the bells.

I didn't notice until the way down, but there was a bed on a landing half way up. I have no idea why. 

Eventually I got to the top of the brick structure. There is a platform almost all the way around with spectacular views.

Then I climbed the outside stairs, which were actually easier, until I got to the very top. The view was not that much different, but at least I had made it. It was a long way down.

Back on the ground I looked up to see where I had been. 

Next stop was Rosenborg Slot (castle).