Now we were on our way to the Design Museum!
Officially introduced to the Danish chair.
"...keenly aware of consumer expectations of sustainable production and decent working conditions." YES
After the museum, we biked in search of the supposed street where Hans Peder Christiansen would have lived with his parents as a baby.
This is the street! It has a new name now, but according to a Copenhagen photographer who posted a photo of it on wikicommons haha, it used to be the street we were looking for.
It seems like a pretty nice residential area now, but I learned that his father was a servant - perhaps for the royalty, whose living quarters would have been not too far?
I took a few photos for my Grandpa. :) The amazing part of Hans Peder Christiansen's story is that his parents converted to Mormonism and left with him and his baby brother on a journey to what is now Utah. Both the brother and his parents died on the ship, leaving him an orphaned toddler who was apparently cared for by others in their company. He made it to Utah and lived out a rural life there. He knew he was Danish, but he really had no idea who his family were, according to the documents, where he mistook his grandparents' names for his own parents.
Our final stops of the day were to be dinner and dessert.
One thing we loved in the evenings was the coziness of the lights in the window - all very warmly-colored lights! Very hygge.
