Photography by Richie Chance
It wasn’t until my arrival into Copenhagen that I truly understood what they meant when they said that it’s the happiest nation in the world. I’ve never seen a city with so many people with an overall pleasant demeanor. Even upon arriving into a café where the bar manager was closing down shop after a long day at work, his reply to my inquiry about his day was simply, “Isn’t every day a great day?” I suppose I shouldn’t be so surprised to hear such a comment, after all, most of us are alive and well. Shouldn’t that be enough? It was a great reminder to enjoy each moment and be thankful for our time on this planet.
I was extremely intrigued to see the city and the famous little strip called Nyhavn. Despite Copenhagen’s big city appeal, I was enveloped by an overwhelming sense of tranquility. There were none of the usual sounds I was used to back in L.A.—the sirens, the honking, the circling helicopters. The air smelt clean and each stride I took made me fall more in love with this little piece of heaven.
For once, my blond hair didn’t make me stand out like a sore thumb. Everywhere I looked there were tall, beautiful blondes, most riding bikes to and from work but dressed to the nines nonetheless. I couldn’t have felt more at home.
Unfortunately Copenhagen was the only city in Denmark I visited on this trip but needless to say, I’ll be returning for more in the future. Happiest nation on earth? I believe so.