Freetown Christiania Guided Walking Tours

Quick answers before you book

The four things people ask me on the pavement outside the gate.

Walking tour or bike tour?

A walking tour gives you Christiania at the pace the place is actually lived at, and bikes have to be walked inside anyway. A bike tour buys you the rest of Copenhagen around it, which is the better trade if you have one day and want to see the lot.

Is it safe now?

Calmer than its reputation, and calmer than it was two years ago. The open-air trade ended on 6 April 2024 when residents dug the street up — see the honest answer and what happened to Pusher Street.

Can I take photographs?

In most of the area, yes, but ask before you photograph residents, their homes or anyone close up, and the former Pusher Street stretch stays off limits. Old no-photo signs are still up in places and they still mean it — the full rules.

What am I paying for?

Entering Christiania costs nothing. What a tour buys is a guide who knows which door is a home and which is a gallery, plus whatever else is on the itinerary — bikes, metro tickets, a private group. See what moves the cost, and the live figure on the booking page.

Freetown Christiania, explained

I grew up in Christianshavn and spent nine years as a bike mechanic two streets from the Christiania gate, most of that time rebuilding the cargo trikes the Freetown designed, so I was in and out of the workshops most weeks for a decade. I am a neighbour, not a resident, and the difference matters. This is the version I give friends before they walk in.

What the place is

Christiania is a residential neighbourhood, roughly 34 hectares of Christianshavn including the old defensive ramparts and the Stadsgraven moat that wraps around them. The built part is a good deal smaller than the map suggests. Somewhere between 850 and 1,000 people live there, in houses they or their predecessors put up by hand, and about half a million visitors a year come to look at them. It is self-governed: decisions go through a residents’ plenum working towards consensus, with working groups for particular jobs, alongside the Foundation Freetown Christiania. Nobody sells tickets at the gate and nobody inside is performing for you. The most useful thing to hold in your head is that you are walking through somebody’s front garden.

1971, and how the legal argument ended

On 26 September 1971 squatters and activists moved into the abandoned Bådsmandsstræde military barracks, and the journalist Jacob Ludvigsen proclaimed the place a free town. Forty years of argument with the Danish state followed. Parliament legalised the area in 1989. In June 2011 the state agreed to transfer it to Foundation Freetown Christiania; residents made the first payment in July 2012 and began buying the land collectively. In July 2013 the special Christiania Law was repealed and ordinary Danish law has applied ever since. People still describe Christiania as being outside the system. It bought its way into the system, slowly, with a collective mortgage.

What 6 April 2024 changed

Almost everything a visitor has read about this neighbourhood concerns one short stretch of cobblestones. Pusher Street carried an open-air cannabis market for decades. In 2016 the stalls were removed after a shooting, and sales dropped by around 75% within two months. In August 2023 residents blocked the entrances with concrete barriers and steel bars. Then on the morning of 6 April 2024 they came out with crowbars, with the police cooperating, and dug the cobblestones up themselves to end the trade for good. Hard drugs had always been banned by the community in any case. What stands there now is an ordinary paved walkway, and the thing most people arrive nervous about no longer exists. The part actually worth seeing was always somewhere else.

How to behave

The community’s own rules are posted on the wooden gate, and they are short: no hard drugs, no violence, no weapons. Three more are worth knowing before you go in. Do not run — for historical reasons running reads as trouble here, and it is the rule visitors break without realising they have. Ask before you photograph residents, their homes or close-ups of people; the old Pusher Street stretch and anywhere with a no-photo sign stay off limits, and plenty of those signs are still up. And read the paths between houses as private drives, because that is what they are. Cars do not come into any of it: Christiania is pedestrian and bicycle only, and bikes are welcome up to the gate but walked inside rather than ridden.

What is worth walking to

Den Grå Hal, the Grey Hall, sits in a former riding house and takes concerts and the Christmas market. Loppen does live music, Nemoland is the outdoor café and stage with free concerts on summer Sundays, ALIS Wonderland is the skate bowl. There is the Christiania Art Gallery, Badehuset the sauna, Christiania Bryghus the brewery, and Green George, a sculpture of recycled wood down by the water. Then the half most day-trippers never reach: the ramparts and the lake, self-built houses along the bank, quiet in a way little else this close to the middle of Copenhagen manages. The Christiania cargo trike was designed in these workshops in the 1980s and went on to become a standard piece of Copenhagen street furniture. On the way out of the main gate, the yellow sign facing you reads “You are now entering the EU”. Next door, the Church of Our Saviour has a staircase that winds up the outside of the spire, and several of these tours stop there.

When to come

The streets are open at all hours, because people live on them, but the cafés, galleries and workshops wake up later, roughly from ten or eleven in the morning. Weekday afternoons are the quietest. Sunday mornings feel local, and are the worst time to expect anything to be open. Tours run rain or shine and Copenhagen weather turns over fast, so a shell jacket beats an umbrella and the cobbles argue for shoes you can walk two hours in.

Why a guide earns their keep

You can walk in on your own for nothing, and a lot of people should. What a guide buys you is the difference between photographing a mural you do not understand and being told who painted it and what the argument behind it was, between wandering down a lane and knowing that the lane is a driveway. The good ones also tell you when to put the camera away. The walking tours give the Freetown about half an hour with free time in it; the bike and e-bike tours fold it into a wider loop of the city; the private walks let you ask the questions you would not ask in front of nine strangers. Whichever you take, the same thing applies at the gate: read the rules, do not run, and remember that the interesting part is not the street everybody warned you about.