The crowd cheered. A passing American shouted: “Cheers, Viking Jesus!”
But the best part was still to come. The improvised horseback ride (or: how to get thrown off a statue) Simon—perhaps overconfident, perhaps just very drunk—suddenly declared: “I’m sitting on the horse. Just one picture!”
He climbed up (impressively agile), sat behind Absalon, struck a cowboy pose, and shouted: “High from the castle I ride!”
At that exact moment, a taxi drove by, stopped, and the driver yelled out the window: “You’ve got five seconds before the police arrive, Don Quixote!”
Simon lost his balance, slid down the horse’s rear, and landed—splash!—in the small fountain basin at the foot of the statue, grinning crookedly.