Nyhavn var smukt denne vinterdag.

Nyhavn was beautiful this winter day.

Farverige huse på rad og række spejlede sig i den frosne kanal.

Colorful houses in a row were mirrored in the frozen canal.

Der var mennesker overalt.

There were people everywhere.

De gik langs kanalen, nogle med varme jakker og andre med strikhuer.

They walked along the canal, some in warm jackets and others with knitted hats.

Det var koldt, og duften af ristede kastanjer fyldte luften.

It was cold, and the scent of roasted chestnuts filled the air.

Kasper og Nina stod ved kanten af den frosne kanal.

Kasper and Nina stood by the edge of the frozen canal.

Kasper smilede bredt.

Kasper smiled broadly.

Han havde en idé.

He had an idea.

"Kom Nina!

"Come on Nina!

Lad os skøjte!"

Let's skate!"

sagde han med lys i øjnene.

he said with a light in his eyes.

Nina kiggede skeptisk.

Nina looked skeptical.

"Jeg har aldrig skøjtet før," sagde hun nervøst.

"I've never skated before," she said nervously.

Hun kunne godt lide at lave planer, ikke tage chancer.

She liked to make plans, not take chances.

"Det bliver sjovt!

"It will be fun!

Vi lærer det på vejen," sagde Kasper.

We'll learn as we go," Kasper said.

Han tog skridtet ud på isen.

He stepped onto the ice.

Nina tøvede, men fulgte forsigtigt efter.

Nina hesitated but followed cautiously.

Hun tog små, forsigtige skridt.

She took small, careful steps.

Kasper derimod, ville imponere Nina.

Kasper, on the other hand, wanted to impress Nina.

Han prøvede en spind, lige som dem han havde set i tv.

He tried a spin, just like the ones he had seen on TV.

Men Kasper havde glemt én ting.

But Kasper had forgotten one thing.

Han kunne heller ikke skøjte.

He couldn't skate either.

Pludselig mistede han balancen!

Suddenly he lost his balance!

Hans arme fløj op i luften, og hans ben gled fra under ham.

His arms flew up, and his legs slipped out from under him.

Nina så chokeret på, indtil hun selv mistede balancen ved hans side.

Nina stared in shock until she too lost her balance next to him.

De endte begge på isen i en bunke af grin og akavede bevægelser.

They both ended up on the ice in a heap of laughs and awkward movements.

En turistgruppe holdt op med at tage billeder og begyndte at klappe.

A group of tourists stopped taking pictures and began to clap.

Det var ikke den slags opmærksomhed Kasper havde ønsket sig.

It wasn't the type of attention Kasper had hoped for.

Både Kasper og Nina begyndte at grine.

Both Kasper and Nina started laughing.

De kunne mærke kulden fra isen, men varmen fra latteren var stærkere.

They could feel the cold from the ice, but the warmth from their laughter was stronger.

Senere, efter deres uheldige eventyr, sad de på en café ved kanalen.

Later, after their clumsy adventure, they sat in a café by the canal.

De delte en stor kop varm chokolade.

They shared a big cup of hot chocolate.

Kasper forsigtigt pustede dampen væk og sagde, "Jeg tror, jeg prøvede for hårdt."

Kasper carefully blew away the steam and said, "I think I tried too hard."

Nina nikkede med et smil.

Nina nodded with a smile.

"Måske gør uventede oplevelser dagen bedre," sagde hun.

"Maybe unexpected experiences make the day better," she said.

De kiggede ud mod kanalen, hvor andre fortsatte med at skøjte, næsten som om de aldrig var faldet.

They looked out towards the canal, where others continued to skate, almost as if they had never fallen.

Kasper lænede sig tilbage.

Kasper leaned back.

"Næste gang planlægger vi måske lidt," sagde han med et glimt i øjet.

"Next time, maybe we'll plan a little," he said with a glint in his eye.

Nina lo og nikkede.

Nina laughed and nodded.

"Næste gang," gentog hun tilfreds.

"Next time," she repeated contentedly.

Tiden ved kanalen havde været en blanding af kaos og glæde.

The time by the canal had been a mix of chaos and joy.

De gik begge derfra med hjerter lidt lettere og glade minder om deres klodsede dans på isen.

They both left with hearts a bit lighter and happy memories of their clumsy dance on the ice.