Time to say good bye again. Half of our time is up already. How time flies when you have fun!
We head North-East of course, following the shape of the country, for Hjørring is our destination today.
When the bus pulls up in the parking area of this new wetland area we see a bunch of people waving Australian flags. Some of our new hosts have come to meet us here.
We keep going again soon and stop in a little fishing village. The fishing boats get pulled right out of the water. In the old days it used to be done with a kind of winch system, before those days it was sheer man power. But nowadays they have a bulldozer handy which can pull the boats up quickly and easily. The weather just happens to be a bit overcast and windy and one can easily imagine what a scramble it used to be to get the boats out of a choppy sea.
We drive on shortly afterwards and stop in a place called Bratbjerg where we find this lovely hut with the cute roof by a 'billabong' :-)
Inside the hut we find a fire going, candles on the tables, plates of biscuits, tea and coffee and cases of beer and soft drinks. Moments later huge platters of sandwiches are brought in. Very special sandwiches made with decent bread and with plenty of extra special filling. This is a treat from the Rotary Club of Fjerritslev.
We are getting very spoilt and will probably find it a bit rough to go back to normal life.
When we set off again after the sumptuous luncheon we are told that we're a bit ahead of schedule and would therefore have time to take the scenic route along the beach. Won't that be nice. Have the camera ready.
But the usual afternoon drowsyness sets in and some of us succumb to forty winks, including she who's telling the story. When I suddenly hear my name called and open my eyes this is what I see.
It's so bright and beautiful, I think I've died and gone to heaven and exclaim: 'Oh my God!', much to everyones amusement. Hopefully my funny reaction managed to ease our chauffeur's tension a little for Louis later admits that he has never taken a bus onto a beach and was a tad nervous, especially knowing there were two little streams to be crossed.
It is not a problem however and we get safely back onto the road and into the seaside town of Løkken. But oh dear! Suddenly there are some of the narrowest little streets we've ever seen. Louis is working in millimeters as he slowly gets the big bus through there, carefully dodging the various obstacles on either side. A man quickly whisks away his menu board, but can't do anything about the signpost that is threatening the side mirror, nor is anyone at hand to pull up the awning sticking out. Owners of parked cars come running out of shops looking stricken. But the funniest sight are the couple of cars coming towards us because they go right off the road up onto the sidewalk with expressions on their faces as if they'd seen a dynosaur - which of course they almost have.
Photos? No, of course there are no photos! We are all too busy helping Louis look out, holding our breath and cheering each time he passes another obstacle.
WOW, what an adventure for a bunch of Aussies from the wide open spaces!
The rest of the drive into Hjørring is downright ordinary. That is, of course, until we spot those familiar flags again.
It's so nice to be welcome!
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