I took the Rick Steves walking tour, approximately. I saw a palace and the ruins below it, drank some gløgg, wandered through pedestrian shopping streets and Christmas markets, drank some more gløgg, saw the Little Mermaid, got lost in the meatpacking district, and now I’m having brisket and pilsner at the Warpigs brewpub. I haven’t found Reptilicus yet, but I saw a gorilla playing an accordion. I gave him ten kroner.