Where did all the Danishes go?

Day 37 - June 30^th

We awoke early in Lubeck as parking restrictions were scheduled to kick in at 10am. Before breakfast we took a ride outside of Lubeck and around the dock side and park areas that surround the town. We then made our way back into the centre for a few more photos before the place filled with tourists.

Morning ride through Lubeck before the crowds.

One of many, many spired churches in Lubeck.

One thing we’ve noticed since travelling through Europe is the lack of people at 6:30-7:59am in the morning. Even cafes/bakeries are not open for people to get breakfast from and it’s quite rare to see anyone out exercising. This all seems to change from 8:00am and people come out of nowhere!

Following breakfast and packing up the van, we head further north to start our trip through Denmark.

Before hitting the border, we stopped at a little place called Kiel near the German/Denmark border.  Kiel is another town built off the shipping industry and really nothing that would blow you away. Before leaving we stocked up on some fresh fruit & veg plus bread at the local market and then headed on our way.

Two great arses!

Another pose outside a German Town Hall (Rathaus)

For lunch, we stopped in a cute harbor side town called Kappeln and had a nice walk through particularly noting the elaborate Police station with beautifully manicured gardens and a creeping vine, plus the fact that you could buy a windmill to live in if you so desired!

The worlds flashiest cop shop!

Beautiful back streets of Kappeln.

  

You could buy this windmill for about 330k Euro if you wanted to.

Earlier that day we had stashed a few bottles of wine and liquor in various places around the van, after being told that alcohol was expensive in Scandinavia and there was a restriction on the amount of booze each person could bring.

This turned out to be a load of bullshit as we made it over the border with not even a sign of a customs person. Too bad we didn’t hide more!

We entered Denmark around about 5pm on Saturday and the first town we drove through was a town called Tidley. Now I’ve been through some small country towns back in Australia on a Saturday at 5pm and usually there would be a little bit of excitement in the air for the night ahead or the football/cricket games that had just finished.

Tidley on the other hand was like driving through the set of 28 Days. There was not a soul to be seen or even a car on the street. This was until we passed 3 quite attractive girls dressed up to the nines coming out of a pizza store! Must be a Danish thing.