“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”
Augustine of Hippo
Our Denmark is green and blue.
Our Denmark is sparsely populated.
Our Denmark is in the luxuriant woods and forests.
Our Denmark is not in the touristic and crowded cities – Copenhagen and not so much more – it is in the little towns and villages here and there, is in a couchsurfing night hosted by an amazing madame, her blackcurrant marmelade and some chat about her travels all around the world.
It is in a B&B on the shore, isolated, with its typical danish sauna, chose by chance and far off everything.
It is in three young deers which suddenly are in the middle of the road – we almost run over them – it is in the hundreds of geese everywhere, in the all alike churches and in all the different villages.
Our Denmark On The Road, the real one, the one of the danish, out of the touristic guides, is up in Skagen and Hundested, in Helsingor and in the other thousands town with their unpronounceable names.
Our Denmark On The Road is amazing, cheap and full of life. Just don’t stop outside the airport, in the city, and wander for new destinations.
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