A Pleasant Surprise

It was a misty morning in April when we set out for Bakken. The amusement park was not in our agenda, all we wished for is to enjoy a long walk in the Deer Park. By the time, the S-Train reached Klampenborg station, the mist changed to a drizzle. Horses played in the lush lawns en-route to the beach. Couples and families scurried past us fearing the rain. The beach was empty, the lawn was dotted with people. Not wasting any more time on the beach, we hurried to Bakken.


The horse chariots lined at the entrance of the Bakken were too tempting to ignore. The middle aged chariot driver didn't speak English but he tried very hard to communicate with us drawing the amount in the air. He charged 80 Krone for a ride till the amusement park's entrance. I'm not sure if bargaining would have resulted in a different fare, we didn't try any—no, not with our Danish.


The trees still had the barren look with specs of green on their trunks, still the forest took our breath away. The lined trees with narrow mud paths crisscrossing through them gave a forest-feel. Couples snuggled together enjoying a walk. Our ride Mr. White Horse was a handsome fellow and he was definitely a head-turner with his 'tak tak' stomp. We blushed at the sudden attention, smiles and waves from the walkers. The ride was short, only when we reached the entrance of Bakken did we understand how expensive the ride had been.



Bakken is the oldest operating amusement park, its origins date back to as early as 1583. There are many rides ranging from thrilling rides like roller coasters to kiddie rides and toy train. We headed for the amusement park for having a snack before our walk. With lot of colorful rides and happy children around, the enthusiasm soon caught us. We decided to check the entire park.



The restaurants and pizzerias lured us—we sated ourselves with cotton candy and popcorn. Small girls donned rain coats in gaudy pink and violet colors; they excitedly played ball-in-the-basket games. Little boys enjoyed train rides and bumper cars.



Pjerrot, the clown entertained kids in Danish to a roaring applause. Couples and families flocked the restaurants proving the Danish concept of 'hygge'. Young boys ran for the thrill rides unmindful of rubbing shoulders with passers-by.




As the rain drops accentuated to a steady stream, teenage girls giggled over a water ride. Pirate themed water ride seemed like fun but was deserted due to rain; merry-go-rounds, bumper cars and other familiar rides were still favorite among the families.



The rain drove us to a nearby restaurant serving Pizza. The vegetarian pizza was sumptuous if not tasty. Fleshy pommes frites and lush apple cake came as a compensation.

The park was no different from the ones in India—only that the same rides in India have a kitschy lady figure as centerpiece. The quality of rides might be different and safety standards vary, but their unanimous aim is pure fun for family. We started walking back to Klampenborg station in the rain—we did justice to our weekend.

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