Danmark

Now it’s time to tell the tale of Denmark!

The weekend after the trip around Rheinland-Pfalz, me and Rob went to visit a friend of ours in good ol’ northern Schleswig-Holstein. We left on the Saturday morning, and soon we figured it would have worked out better if we did the travelling the night before, so that we could spend longer in Denmark. But maybe next time!

As we got to Schleswig-Holstein, the weather closed in. Fortunately it remained dry, but it got really windy and the sky was covered in cloud. The buildings and houses seemed to be getting more and more Nordic and the countryside getting flatter.

The sign to Schleswig-Holstein said it was the land of many horizons. Most probably due to how flat the place is. Letters like K, Y and X began to creep into place names, a definite sign of Norse influence.

Dai’s house was easy to find. All we had to do is get off the Autobahn, and his street was the road connected to it. It seemed typically northern. It’s rather awkward to explain the type of architecture, but look at pictures of building in Northern Europe, and you’ll get the picture.

No pun intended there…

We didn’t stay long in Neumünster… it was about 3 when we left, and only a couple of daylight hours to go, so we got back onto the A7 northbound to the border.

We saw that there was nothing in Padborg, so we went in the direction of Sønderborg and Nordborg. We saw some of Nordborg, like the castle, a lake, a couple of Danish supermarkets, where Dai found this very interesting beer, and a ‘dog in a box’.

We tried to figure out the conversion and rates of the Kroner to the Euro and Pound. Apparently, the Kroner is fixed to the Euro, so we had to divide the Kroner by seven to get the equivalent amount in Euros. This caused us some confusion, despite the seemingly simple maths involved.

We then went to Sønderborg, a larger town with more to do. We looked for some place to eat, but first went to this wine bar place, paid about six Euros for a beer, (Denmark is expensive, and the Kroner is awkward to convert, which didn’t make things easier). We found a sports bar called ‘Maybe Not Bob’, which had a wall covered in album covers from the 80s, a drink list with dodgy cocktail names, toilets covered with graffiti (or murals) and photogenic Danish girls.

We eventually found this place that did Mongolian food, in an all-you-can-eat buffet. So for the price (of 138 Danish Kroner), we found it of really good value and I ended up stuffing myself with four plates and acquired a couple of sets of chopsticks, which majestically fell out of my pocket as we left…

As we got back to Dai’s, Rob somehow managed to access the Internet, something Dai was unable to do with his laptop. And we found out why Dai’s beer was so cheap. The ABV was 1.8%… and the flavour was caramel. Much to Dai’s unamusement.