Shortly before we left the U.S. to come here to
the Netherlands, I was having a not-so-uplifting conversation with a
woman at the train station one morning on the way to work. Getting a
little confused over exactly which European country is which, she
said, "Oooohh, Sweden. What a depressing place." We just came back
from visiting Sweden and there is nothing about it that was as
depressing as talking to her.
The weather was just breaking and the threat of
snow was minimal, so instead of going by air, we drove. Our trip
took us across the Netherlands and through northwestern Germany.
This is not the part of Germany one sees in the tour books, the area
near the Black Forest and beautiful castles. Here it was pretty flat
and industrial, much like the Netherlands. It also rained like hell
so fortunately the obscured scenery we were missing was built for
obscuring.
My knowledge of European geography is now about a
B- so I kind of know where things are but I’m not always aware of
the ramifications of where I am. Like water. There’s a lot of water
between Germany and Denmark but a quick glance at the large map
makes it look like one can cross by a bridge somewhere. I didn’t pay
much attention because after the
getting-lost-in
France debacle, we got a GPS unit. So there we were just north
of a town called Lubeck, Germany, in a little place called
Puttgarden when we came to a ferry. There was a toll. No surprise
there. The toll was €112. My shoes scraped my feet as my socks were
knocked off. So we gulped, paid the toll, and went on our way.
Eventually we made our way to Helsingborg,
Sweden. Helsingborg is on peninsula in the most southwestern part of
Sweden, about 50 miles from the most southerly point. It sits on a
strait call Øresund, directly across from Helsingør, Denmark. The
strait is only about two miles wide at this point and this is where
Denmark and Sweden come closest together. Like unrequited lovers,
they never actually touch.
Helsingborg is a happenin’ little town. It’s
right next to the water but only a couple blocks inland, there is a
steep cliff giving it an unusual topography. There are lots of
pedestrian streets filled with all kinds of shops. Near the water is
something called the Dunkers Kulturhus. Dunker is Henry Dunker who
was the benefactor. The architect of this building is "the famous
Danish architect Kim Utzon who has given his building a bold and
sculptural front facing the sea, whilst the front facing the town
has an austere and urban character.1" Kim Utzon is the
son of Jørn Utzon who designed the Sidney Opera House. I
couldn’t wait to get down there and see this place. Conceding that
I’m not exactly an architecture critic and what I know about the
subject consists of knowing there needs to be one to get a building
built, I was not blown away by this building. There wasn’t even a
mild breeze. Here’s the
city-side
and here’s the
water-side.
What do you think?
The next day we went to Malmö about 40 miles
south of Helsingborg. If Helsingborg is in the same position in
Sweden as Los Angeles is in the U.S., Malmö is where San Diego is
right there is the southwest corner, a very short train ride from
Copenhagen, Denmark. There’s a bridge to Copenhagen about ten miles
long that crosses Øresund with a toll of 240 Danish Kroner, 295
Swedish Kroner, or US$43. You don’t want to do this everyday. The
Swedes are pretty big on non-violence and this
sculpture
(and here)
is right outside the train station in Malmö. This is pretty
parochial but the thing that sticks with me about Malmö is that it’s
the only place we’ve been except for Prague that we saw
Urquell
beer (this website requires you to be of age just to enter the
website – no false IDs, please). The Czech Republic is the home
Urquell but Malmö is so much closer, it may be worth a trip back
just for that.
See all my pictures of Helsingborg.
See all my pictures of Malmö.
See a video from Helsingborg. 1
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