Denmark part 2

After the gruelling day before, we started off in a pretty pleasant mood. After only 10k, we stopped at someone's converted house for some tea, coffee, and cake before continuing across a very old steel bridge, which offered excellent views of the hilly landscape we'd just covered. Today was a very short day, and tomorrow was a rest day, so we arrived just after lunch at a lovely, quiet campsite with a central pond and access to wonderful shower, toilet, and kitchen facilities that made you feel like you were in your own home (plus bunnies, which I stroked in their hutches every time I passed them). It was a perfect place to spend a rest day. We spent the remainder of the day reading and lying in the sun under our makeshift tarp, made from the tent's rain cover. That evening was clear, so we kept the rain cover off and fell asleep with the open sky and stars twinkling above us.The next day, we did much the same, plus some extra chores, such as laundry and popping into town for groceries. In the afternoon, however, we reattached the rain cover to the tent just in time, because a thunderstorm began. It was our tent's first big test, and it passed. We spent the evening listening to the storm rage while watching the latest Japanese remake of Godzilla, which was really good.We were off the next morning, hugging the ocean almost the entire way. We stopped at a very wacky diner for lunch, where James got an enormous ice cream, and I got a slushie. The diner had bar stools shaped like ladies' bikini-clad legs.The first shelter we tried to stay at was fully booked, so we tiredly carried on to a campsite, which was lovely. It was owned by an old couple. When we paid for our pitch, we got talking to the wife, who looked kooky but was hilarious and great to talk to. We were sharing the pitch with a middle-aged Danish couple and a Czech family with three children. In the middle of the night, around 2am, we were woken by the sound of a child whining and having a tantrum. We could hear the parents trying to calm them down, but as we listened, the child grew angrier and more upset while the parents became quieter. It went on for at least an hour, with the child at one point giving a full minute's worth of bellowing rage. I don't know what on earth that child was angry about, but it sounded possessed.The next morning, the Danish couple packed up quickly and got out of there, and the Czech family didn't make a sound until at least 9am, as we were about to cycle off. It was definitely the strangest night we experienced.Leggi altro