The Bridge

When you’re in Copenhagen, and you’re a fan of the Swedish-Danish TV drama The Bridge, and you have friends living in Malmö whom it would be rude not to visit, it’s not a difficult decision to take the train across the Öresund bridge for the afternoon.

My original plan was to make a video of us crossing the bridge while the song from the TV series’ opening titles played on the same phone, but if you start to record a video it automatically cuts off the sound from the music player. So my wife filmed on her phone while I played the music on mine. We kept the volume down and my phone close to my wife’s so as to minimise disturbance to our fellow passengers, although they’re probably used to this sort of thing by now. Admittedly our version is less stylishly shot than the original, but it has the right shade of pale grey to evoke the atmosphere of hip Scandinavian existential angst.

Obviously you don’t get to see as much from the train as you would if you were driving, but we were carless on this trip. The journey took half an hour, and out friend Anna met us on the other side. We had a brief wander around the town centre which was fine, although understandably quiet on a Sunday morning, and then we headed for the beach. Recent high winds and high tides had left piles of stinking seaweed along the shore. In the background there you can see one of Malmö’s most famous constructions: the Turning Torso.

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The Bridge seen from the shore.

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We went for lunch at a little place at the end of the pier with Anna and Tommi. The girls used the on-site sauna and even took a bracing dip into the sea water. We boys stayed inside to sample the local microbrew.

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We drove across to their apartment which is handily located just along the road from the Torso.

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Now I feel drunk.

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Down by the waterfront are more designer flats.

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And finally the view from Anna and Tommi’s flat. It was beautiful weather by now as you can see. A very relaxing and enjoyable Sunday afternoon.

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