Philadelphia to Copenhagen

Philadelphia to Copenhagen

When Norwegian Airlines was having a sale on flights to Europe for $200 in March, we jumped on it. The offered destinations were all Scandinavian (naturally), so we decided the JFK-to-Copenhagen one sounded like the best itinerary, and would allow us to go either north or south in Europe once we decided what to do for the summer. Then as it turned out, we received an offer to housesit in northern Germany for the month of June, and so that settled our direction. We would have some time to kill between our May 24 arrival in Copenhagen, and the start of our housesitting assignment on June 5, so we decided to visit my sister for a week after spending a little time in Denmark.

SEPTA station in Philly

New Jersey. Sorry…

We had been in Philadelphia for our son’s law school graduation, so we were actually leaving from there on Tuesday the 23rd. I probably would have bought a ticket on Amtrak from Philly to NYC (which I had done going the other direction last Spring), but our son suggested (from experience) that since we weren’t in a hurry, we could take regional trains for a lot less. We walked the mile or so from his house to the nearest SEPTA train station (as opposed to having to get a cab to the Amtrak station), and bought our tickets at the counter through to NYC for $51.50 total – less than half of what we would have paid on Amtrak. The SEPTA train went to Trenton, where we quickly walked across the platform to get on the New Jersey Transit train to Penn Station in NYC. From there we got on a Long Island Railroad train to Jamaica, and then the AirTrain to JFK. Four trains in about 4 hours total, but it all went smoothly!

We knew we’d arrive very early (i.e. mid-afternoon) at JFK for our midnight flight, but we figured we could get checked in and then find a bar from which to watch the Penguins in Game 6 of the Eastern Conference finals, but that didn’t really work out as planned. We tried to go through security to get to what we hoped were better restaurant selections than the food court in Terminal 1, but although we weren’t planning to check any bags, the security agent said we had to have our boarding passes stamped to verify that fact. And the Norwegian ticket counter wouldn’t open until 6pm. In fact, it didn’t even exist yet… In its place was the Brussels Airlines counter, which we were told would transform into Norwegian at some point.

So we went upstairs to the food court and had some fairly decent calzones and pizza, though we found we had to move to a different section to drink beer, which caused some consternation on the waiter’s part. Around 4:00 or so we went back downstairs, and took a seat near the Brussels Airlines counter. As soon as the line for an outgoing flight was all taken care of, with (oddly) luggage all left in a row on the floor, the Norwegian Air staff switched out all of the baggage tickets, boarding pass paper in the machines, and signage, and added a little vase of flowers at each station 🙂

We got in line as soon as they opened it, but unfortunately found that Al’s roller bag was over their carry-on size limit, and my backpack was over their weight limit, so we had to pay $45 each to check our bags. I guess $245 is still a decent price to pay to fly to Europe, though. So, onward through security with our officially stamped boarding passes. Unfortunately, we found that there was really only one restaurant in the gate area, though we walked the length of the whole terminal. We found some seats near a charger, and hung out until 7:30 or so, and then got a seat at “The Local”, where we had some local beer (Brooklyn Lager) and some quite mediocre food, and were unsuccessful in persuading the waiter to ask the management to switch one of the 6 TVs to the hockey game. We also tried at a little snack cafĂ© near our gate, but the barman was actually adamant that he couldn’t change a channel. So we found seats in a quiet corner and shared a headphone to listen to the game on the Penguins app on Al’s phone – they lost to Ottawa, forcing a Game 7, which we knew would be hard to listen to from Europe :-/

Our flight left on time, and was uneventful, other than a bit annoying to find that the overhead bins were huge, so I don’t understand why we couldn’t carry on our bags that we normally carry on. And also, there was no food or drink available (except for the cup of water the steward deigned to give me because I asked nicely), because I hadn’t pre-purchased the $50 meal plan. But I knew that going in, having flown Norwegian last year – they have nice planes and staff, and very cheap fares, but that’s because everything’s extra. Which is fine by me; we just stocked up on snacks and drinks before boarding.

 

Very Danish-looking airport.

We arrived in Copenhagen around 1:30pm local time (Central European); it was our first time at this airport, and we found it to be a very modern, clean, and friendly airport – not at all a surprise. Except the passport control was a bit chaotic, with the stations opening and closing so everyone who was in line for a station which closed, would need to merge somehow with the next-door line, causing a fair bit of animosity. The more usual system is to have one winding line and the next person in line goes to whichever station is free – much more efficient. So I thought that was a bit odd in a country where otherwise things seemed to be pretty well run.

 

More on Copenhagen and Gedser later…