A Trip to Denmark

So it's been a while since I last wrote anything, mainly because my life is quite boring. I now have a few things to write about so lets start with my recent trip to Denmark.

This trip was slightly different to any other trip I have been on. Mainly because we flew there ourselves rather than fly via an airline. That, and it was an organised trip, I mean organised in terms of the excursions, timings and dinners etc... The kind I do not normally like, as I prefer to have time to go about and do my own thing.

So the First day was great, 6 am start. Drive to Southend airport and we set off. We flew over the English channel towards Belgian airspace, we could see Dunkerque which was quite interesting. We went on into Dutch airspace and I was disappointed that I did not see any windmills! One interesting fact was that we were in the same airspace as the Red arrows! We heard them over the radio but they were too far away from us to see. Anyway our destination was Emden in Germany, which is quite near the border near Groeningen. It was quite nice at Emden airport and the fuel guy came over on a push bike, which was just a little quirky. We were a bit disappointed though as the cafe was shut and we were quite hungry after a 3 hour(ish) flight. Luckily Martin and I had the foresight to pack a packet of crisps each! No one else did Haha!

I think we stayed there for about an hour an then set off towards Denmark. When we were leaving German airspace Martin and his Dad asked me why the Germans kept on saying "shoes" It turns out they were saying "Tschüs" (Goodbye)  and I was wetting myself with laughter at the typical British ignorance hehehe In Danish airspace we heard a Norwegian and a Swedish plane flying about, and the interesting quirk here was that "bravo" was pronounced "bra-oh". We landed in Roskilde safely without any hitches, the weather was glorious and you can see that in the landing picture I posted above.

Anyway Roskilde was a rather nice city, not that we saw much of it, there was the massive cathedral with all the Danish kings since some certain time. I haven't been around it there wasn't time.

I did have time to go shopping and have a quick go at my mission to get real wool. About an hour haha

Anyway on our visit we went to Copenhagen, and we tried a traditional Smorgasbord, it was ok actually, but there were so many things to try and with 3 courses in less than 1 hour (I had the feeling of being really rushed) I didn't get to try much.

I had some fried Plaice, which I was really enjoying until the waitress took it away and gave me some horrible cheese instead. Also this is my face after trying snaps.

Yeah I don't think I will have that again hehe.

Overall the food was okay, all our meals were chosen for us so we were pretty much thrown in at the deep end and had to try everything. Which was good because we actually got to try proper Danish food. I didn't try the Salmon roe though as I have a really strong urge to puke if I don't like something which can be rather embarrassing in restaurants. 

After this we went on a lovely coastal drive and we could see Sweden! So near yet so far! We drove up almost to Helsingør to a modern art museum called Louisiana. Which was rather interesting. I would show you the pictures but you will have to check my facebook for those as the powers that be on the internet won't allow me to upload them here V.V.

The next day we went to a Viking ship museum which told of the history of the ships that were found at the bottom of Roskilde Fjord, they had some remains of the original ships on display, which was rather awe inspiring.

This was followed by immediate removal to the airport. On the drive to the airport the heavens opened and we were trapped in a rather soggy Denmark. Not that I was complaining :P  After about 2 hours of faffing around at the airport (which is quite tiresome) we returned to Hotel Prindsen and checked in for an extra night.

The next day the oh-so-bothersome thunderstorm had passed and the skies were blue again. We headed for our next destination Texel in the Netherlands. Texel was quite quaint and a bit windswept, but it did really remind me of Canvey Island, I guess my knowledge that the Dutch helped to reclaim most of what we call Canvey today, helped. It's a Frisian island and the only real holiday makers here are the Dutch and Germans, as a result no restaurants had English menus and I had the mammoth task of translating them all. Even so the Dutch seem to think English people get on better with the Dutch language, it was quite annoying to have to reassure them... yes it's fine I do speak German. I know it's rare for English folk to speak foreign languages, but honestly we are not all in the same boat...

(On a side note It has taken me days to write this as I keep having to leave and return because for some reason my brain has disengaged and i keep writing words which are similar but make no sense, like form instead of for? WTF?!?!?! )

Anyway we had a bit of a look at the Island, It was quite rushed we were only there one day! Then we headed off home. Not before Martin managed to tip loads of sand into my orthopaedic cast! Ex foliation to the extreme.