This morning I feel like me again not a worn out shadow of what I expect from myself!
It's a good job to as today's journey goes particularly weird and pretty quick!
All starts out well, catching the train no issue not from this model railway tho, a nice center piece in Aalborg station.
with a coffee to boost the start I'm away, a couple in front are speaking English I say hello to make them aware it's my mother tongue, not doing that and listening in would be intrusive, I don't know how long we'll share this space civility is everything as I travel.
This is where it goes weird, a chap insists on sitting where my pack is... Fair enough, the tattoos and can of beer and beer breath start to raise concerns, he's jolly enough in his inebriated way, I can work with this I think, so begins the longest conversation where sarcastic jibes about the others country are interspersed with his life story his apparent leaning towards Nazism and the purpose of his journey, going to his fifth attempt at rehab!
At some point a couple appear who have reserved these two seats so we move over the aisle, to share air with another couple a Scottish chap and his wife(?)
My drunken friend(?) continues the level of conversation......
Oddly he's not a bad bloke in his way you just need to set your audible filters to high..... I'd call it bullshit but everyone reaches their opinion though life's assault..... It doesn't sound like he's had it particularly easy..... I don't know how well I'd have coped with him two days ago but as I say civility in my travel is everything and all expectations should be set aside to enable progress..... In one piece!
At one stop he got off the train for a ciggy , no sign of him as the train heads off..... Multiple heads look around for him with degrees of relief!
He did get back on tho and soon returns to the chat.
Eventually at Fredericia he departs on his route south.... I hope his trip works out for him... I really do.
It's been weird and challenging but having him around hasn't been bad it's just another aspect of public travel. Another I know I can deal with .. Lessons have been learned.
The route from here crosses the island Fyn before crossing a huge bridge that for the railway becomes a tunnel at the island Sprogo
before landing at Sjaelland the island that Copenhagen is built upon.
Conversation since my drunk pal left has improved no end Both Jangus and Noni (both British remember! just with preferred nicknames) have been a delight.... Another situation of friends made on the rail!
For them they head back home today to Scotland for me as ever the tracks stretch ahead!
Copenhagen station gave me the instant feeling that from the inside it had been designed as a huge Viking long house!
each of those arches supporting the roof are made of wood!
a beautiful structure!
Straight into the parking area with blue sky and sunshine a silly sign catches my eye....
it appears to be an Instagram thing labelled homagetoolderwomen!
Say no more!!!!
The station looks very Scandinavian
no idea if the design has a name but I'm content with my description.
A short walk and I'm sat in the hostel bar catching up the blog and drinking a beer .... Nice way to fill the afternoon!
Nice view from the dorm window!
I'm in the top right bunk.... It's a bit bloody high and no guard rail!
But it's a comfy nest!
I wander out round the water visible from the window.... It may have been a big section of canal at some point? Now there's just a row of these large regular lakes....?
Food bought at the local supermarket and back to the dorm.... I found a weird pack of small lemons which you eat whole weird I thought I'll try..... Yep just lemons ... Odd.
