A sense of time and spontaneity is a good thing. We were supposed to go to Jylland today, but this idea (which was kept loose anyways) dissolved over the course of yesterday evening. We decided instead to rent bikes and head north. Took a train to Klampenborg then biked up to Ålsgarde via Helsingør. By 6pm it was a fine idea to take a train to Gilleleje for a dinner of rødspætter and fiskefrikadeller in the harbour. Return train via Hillerød.
Many Chinese tourists at Kronborg in Helsingør. I crashed on the grassy ramparts for a bit, and it seemed there was an unending parade of Chinese tourists. I noticed also at the airport in Copenhagen for the first time signs in both Chinese and Japanese. And on both flights, I recall being addressed (i.e. by my first name, or by Ms. X), and there was a female Chinese stewardess (is there a better word?). One of them spoke in English on the PA system, but the effect on me was to listen to the French announcements.
A full day, all in all, and most days since Monday have been full, filled to the brim with the best the late summer offers here. Nice to see Danes being Danish in Denmark. My hostess has just told me she baked a new bread for tomorrow, with oil, egg, pecans, almonds, and hazelnuts. What's not to like?
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