Just after leaving dinner in Nørrebro I told my friend that I was thinking about riding around my bike for a little before heading to the train station, orienting my bike away from the main street. It was a gray, cold day and it was time for people to head back home, "there is nothing that way," he said. I responded: "That's not true, there is always something!"
I rode my bike all the way to the back of the neighborhood. Into old row houses. One after the other, they look like they were glued together and pinned to each other desperately. I turned in one street with pretty molding details and stumbled into this park. It's called Superkilen, a magnificent park that stretches throughout the whole neighborhood. In some parts it's long and narrow, in others you drive your bike to open areas of cool design and colorful features. It is quite clear to me that the park is intended to celebrate diversity. Filled with objects from around the globe, it felt like a kind of world exposition as I rode my bike. As you ride down the bike lane in the middle of the whole park you pass from environment to environment. It made me feel like I was in a video game. Some parts a very middle-eastern inspired: picturesque tiles with squiggling designs. Other parts are modern German design: hard lines and color blocking. In some others the American tradition is hinted at: neon signs, donuts, and bulls. In other part a Japanese octopus. A Moroccan fountain. Palm trees. Its a place of complex interactions. The design is fun. The colors are lively. The hills are perfect. There is always something. This time it was rewarding and fun.