One of the things I am truly going to miss when this trip is over is the sense of mystery that comes with a driving day. On such days you head out not knowing what you will see or where you will end up, and more often than not you are pleasantly surprised. Yesterday was such a day.
We left Tina’s house in the afternoon and headed for the Danish west coast. When we got there we were surprised to find that the entire stretch we drove along the coast is comprised of sand-dunes that go way inland and have been mostly overgrown with grass and small shrubs such as heather. The wind here must be something fierce because all the houses we saw along the coast were nestled in behind these sand dunes in depressions. With their thatched roofs they looked like little hobbit houses poking up from the rolling terrain.
The campground was no disappointment either. Set at the outer limits of the dunes it was outfitted with beautiful amenities including a big swimming pool with a huge slide and even a hot tub (very rare). We are within close walking distance of the beach, the small town that the campground is situated within, as well as some riding stables. So, last night Theresa and I walked out to the dunes and watched the sun set over the North Sea. Today, Theresa and Lena went horseback riding. They both enjoyed the lesson they received as well as the opportunity to be out on a trail on their horses. After that we all played mini-golf on what was a cross between the most challenging mini-golf course we have ever played and a Japanese garden.
Tomorrow we head further south with the hope of getting to Germany.
