Yesterday we all got on the train in Aarhus and Ellen and Torunn headed to Copenhagen while Lisa and I split off mid-way, changed trains, got on a ferry, and came to the island of Æro. We cruised for 90 minutes to the island and while it was a bit of a hot slog to the place we were staying (only because of the heat and the cobblestones, which weren't made for wheeled luggage; and have I mentioned that all of Europe seems to be experiencing the hottest summer on record?), this island is an idyllic piece of Danish countryside. There aren't very many people (population 6,383 in 2014, according to Wikipedia), there aren't too many tourists (which is crazy), and Lisa and I seem to be the ONLY Americans here. After checking in and ditching our bags, we walked into town for ice cream and picnic goods, walked to the beach to admire the beach huts, and came back for a picnic in the garden before calling it a night.
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| The view from our picnic table in the guesthouse garden. |
Today, Lisa and I rented bikes in the town and rode off to Voderup Klint, which is a cliff (as it were; Denmark is pretty flat and the cliff is just over 100 feet from the top to the beach) on the other side of the island. That's right, we rode all the way across the island, which was a whopping 4.3 miles. It was a lovely ride though, a couple of gentle hills, hardly any cars, and a fair bit of coasting.
After returning to the guesthouse, sweaty and tired (have I mentioned how completely scorching Denmark is this summer? I have? Well, it is) we relaxed for a bit then biked back into town for a dinner of smoked salmon and potato salad.
