The underground tunnel which connects one side of a busy Nørrebro street with another smells like piss, but it does the job.
Today, traffic is frantic and attempting to cross any other way would surely be folly. I reckon it’s a safe assumption that most tourists don’t come this far into Copenhagen (based on the fact I’ve visited this city three times before and didn’t get much beyond the usual Tivoli-Nørreport-Nyhavn route).
Unlike say, Madrid or Berlin, it’s harder to find street art in Copenhagen — even Freetown Christiania seems somehow lacking. A quick Google search revealed that much of the street art was in Nørrebro, so I saw it as a challenge to get off the tourist track, even just a little bit.
In contrast to Copenhagen’s slick city centre, Nørrebro appears like a bohemian paradise: a multicultural melting pot dotted by numerous kebab joints, an odd (in a good way) assortment of shops that could sell anything and, of course, some street art. A visit here should be essential for anyone coming to Copenhagen.
Talk about a reinvention. Bananna Park (not a typo), has gone from toxic wasteground to playground for all ages. You can even climb the famous arch.