Copenhagen

12/11/25

Here I am sitting on floor of my hotel room in Copenhagen. I am wondering why the autobots can’t fly but deceptions can?

It’s been only couple of hours here. There aren’t much things to say so far. However, I found myself typing on my phone. It’s been so much time last time I solo travelled. I guess it’s been about 1 and half years and was in London.

I listened Midas album by Wunderhorse and Romance by Fountains DC. I watched the Transformers. I have Cosmos - Carl Sagan book with me. Also I have 15 year old digital photograph machine.

13/11/25

What a day in here! I walked more than 20 K in one day and I feel so good about it. First I started my day with coffee and cinnamon croissant then took a long walk to city centre. But before continue, let me give you my first impression.

The coffee shop (Hart) was empty this morning (barista told me it was usually crowded). Streets weren’t crowded, there wasn’t any traffic. The sun was kissing the top of the buildings. The colours and aesthetics of the buildings were something else. I took so many pictures.

Wunderhorse, Basht,  Radio free Alice and Fountains DC were on my ear while I was exploring the streets of Copenhagen.

It’s been ages last time I travelled solo and explore somewhere new. I kind of freaked out in the morning but I slowly remembered how I was exploring. How I was feeling.

I visited the nyhavn (the place which is look like Amsterdam). Then walked towards Amalienborg and Frederik’s church. Then entered the design museum. Streets were wide and empty. The little mermaid. Kastellet. Rosenborg castle. Torvehallerne. Then I walked to north. Without any destination. Then decided to walk back south to Glyptoteket to see greek and roman sculptures. Later I finished my day on the rooftop of Danish Architecture Center.

Here I am writing these lines at my hotel lobby.

I don’t feel stress right now. I decided to not bring any of my problems to here with me. And you know what actually I’m really impressed by me.

I remember the last time I was traveling to Edinburgh and I was numb. I remember that I didn’t feel anything. I reckon It’s OK to say that I was in depression. Somehow I’m out of it but don’t ask me how.

It’s a strange feeling. I planned this day about 3 months ago and it’s already over.

I am excited about Bersaerk in Vega tomorrow.

14/11/2025

My plan was to go to Malmö this morning but.. the weather was cloudy and moody. I didn’t see any point to go there and come back so, I decided to explore the south part. My main destination was to get to Copenhagen Contemporary art museum. It took me about an hour to walk there and I was already tired. I usually go to modern art museum to see something new and “meaningless“. This time tho, from the start I didn’t like it. The name was “soft robots“. I mean the name already telling a lot about what you might see and I was stupid enough to enter. Since the beginning the smell and the videos the noise… all about feels odd to me. I remember I was in a room, full of weird mushrooms that somehow they connected them to a machine and it was creating water vapour and it was smelling and visually disturbing. I said to myself it’s alright, keep walking. Then there was a short movie, I didn’t enjoy. There was a head of sheep on the next room. I mean literally a head of sheep and there were hydraulics on the back side of it. It was a real head, it was looking pale. the room wasn’t too big about 4x4 meters rectangular. I decided to not get too close. I waited at the door because it was smelling. ugh.. then I decided to not f* around and walked to next one but… the thing started to talk to me. It freak out me. I had goosebumps, I had immediate and very strong impulse about it. I remember that I said “what the hell am I doing here, I need to get fresh air.“ The thing wasn’t only speaking, also turned to me and started to ask questions…

I kind of respect of what they are trying to do. you know AI and other developments in 2025 is leading to unknown future. I get it but calling this to art… I’m not getting it.

I understand somebody had thought and that thought is an art not the object like past but still I think we should call something else, not art. To me, art is a sculpture, an oil painting or a symphony you know.

Anyway, later I also entered the Christiana.

My concert was on the Vega. The interior design of the building was the best concert hall I have been so far. The concert was amazing. They were so good. I might have been the only person to not speaking danish but whatever, I enjoyed a lot. I kind of knew what the they might have talking about, because I've been in so many concerts. But obviously I can’t speak danish. I enjoyed the Danish metal music. Bersaerk.

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I almost sure about your question, why did you go to Copenhagen on November? My answer is, I don’t know. At the time I am forming these words at coffee shop right after my trip. I can say how stressful was I before this trip. I realise that I wasn’t sleeping much before hand. I had the best sleep last couple of days. Part of this because I am exhausted by walking. Sure, but what I mean is subconscious level you know. I know the difference between physical and mental tiredness. There were times that I run miles and miles but couldn’t sleep.

I miss to be on the road.

Be in a completely new city. Exploring street by street. Hearing new voices. Seeing new architecture. Smelling new environment. Being in the moment.

It’s been so much time last time I wrote something. I was wondering why I couldn’t write. I wasn’t sure. Forgive me about my rustiness for this time. In soon I believe I will write much better sentences.

I wanna remind you that this is not only about Copenhagen. You might wanna read London or Lisbon blog from last year and you will know what I mean.

On my first day, I struggled a lot. I was constantly looking at my phone to figure it out my way on maps. Then I realised this was not the way I explore. The destination wasn’t my concern, the being on the road was my thing. Then I started walking with music on my ear. I usually listen to music to feel like I am in a short movie or something you know. I mostly listened to Midas - Wunderhorse album. I’ve been in their concert about 2 months ago and I still remember it time to time. I usually don’t check my concert videos but I was rewatching their concert videos almost every week. Somehow I feel connected to their tune. I wunder why? (Did you get the joke?)

All of my time over there, people were always looking at me. I remember at some point I frustrated by this. Is there a ketchup on my face or what? Haven’t you seen a tourist before? It wasn’t only Danish people, also in tourist areas like museums etc. people again were looking at me whole the time. I feel like they were about to say something.

I haven’t talk with any danish person except airport and coffee shops so I don’t have any experience with them.

I suppose this trip was a mistake. It was a huge mistake to go to Copenhagen. I kind of hated here because it is very organised. It’s clean and convenient. There aren’t too many people around. I feel like it was a sunday morning or holiday season because where ever I go places were empty. Public transport is ohh, I have a goosebump. Efficiency is my weak spot. If I see anything close to perfection, I feel good. Very good. Otherwise, it is bothering me.

The Copenhagen central train station? The connection with city centre, metro and airport. Every element of the city was in the place where should be. Whole city was strange but in a good way. Everywhere were bikes. I mean everywhere! I was constantly on alert of bikes and I was afraid somebody might hit me. I wouldn’t want that obviously…

Copenhagen is very organised. Everything is straightforward, silent and freezing. I was lucky to see sunshine in November.

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Last couple of months the music that I listen to was very mixed. I believe it’s related change in my mood. So many things were happening but nothing all same time. I couldn’t find any energy to put my emotions into the paper. It’s hard you know. Travelling helps to reduce my anxiety about my future I guess.

I was on Radiohead phase last 6 months. I was mostly listening to depressive shit music genre. This genre mostly contains Radiohead, The cure and The smiths.

I was lost in me. I guess I asked too many questions…

Sure there were some of my writings during summer time but I feel like last time I wrote around 1 year ago somehow. I feel like it’s been so, so so many days and so many stories to tell you and all I needed to let it all of them was to leave the dublin for couple of days. It is very strange but it is what it is.

I bought my first electrical guitar on April. I am practicing with my friend time to time. Am I good? I’m not the worst. We are planning to be on a stage next year. I guess I sometimes become an optimistic person. However, I am not practising everyday or every week. I simply busy with other things. I don’t want my new hobby to become like a job. I’m taking it easy. Enjoying it. I kept telling myself that it’s ok to not practice it. I want to be good at it. But definitely no need to force it. This is only a hobby. No need to rush. Take it easy. Enjoy the process. Yep.

22 November 2025

Osman Kerem