Sinatur Hotel Storebaelt Nyborg

... with an extensive and beautiful 16th century altarpiece. Then I saw the place of H.C Andersons childhood. He was very poor and lived in a tiny house shared with five other families. The nice lady allowed me to go in for free because I had run out of Danish Krona. I am meeting Australians everywhere.

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We also had a great time in Copenhagen. We did a tour of the city and visited the Little Mermaid statue and the Gerion fountain. We were really impressed by how clean Copenhagen is. Not too many cities can say that their harbour is clean enough to have pools in it for people to swim in. They were really neat to see and maybe next time the weather will co-operate and we’ll be able to use them! Something ...

Today we spent most of the day relaxing at the cottage. Luc and I went for a nice canoe ride in the morning - the water here is unbelievably clear! We saw crab and fish! we then went for a quick swim with dad too! We read our books, went shopping at a bakery -- yes, I am sure they have never seen a few people buy so much, but their pastries are so darn good!! we went a bit out of control!!

We have again, never eaten so many pastries/breads/cheeses in our life!

We went ...

This is the little village that Stee's great-great grandfather lived in before he immigrated to the United States. Him and his parents departed from Copenhagen aboard an emigrant ship in the 1860’s set for New York's immigrant base, Castle Garden. He was only a young man during the voyage and his father died, age 46, while at sea. Him and his mother continued the voyage, and the trip to the American West without him.

What an incredibly different story the two men have had.

... found confidence with bingo, she is planning on ditching all of the other new careers she has found on this trip to be a professional bingo player. There are professional bingo players like there are professional poker players, aren’t there?

What’s with all the military ships lately? We saw another one today, this time on the open see. Couldn’t see which country it belonged to, but we were off the coast of Denmark. I guess they ...

... integrated” school that we visited the typically developing children and those with special needs were said to be educated together; however, as we walked around we did not see any children with special needs until we went to their separate wing. The idea of inclusion at this school was to provide the opportunity for visibility of one another and the opportunity to interact.

These observations among others really challenged the ...

... de seguir cegamente a "tendencia do mercado". O nome eh sugestivo: "the gods that failed" (os Deuses que falharam(?), em traducao ao pe da letra). Passamos algumas horas esperando os outros. Almocamos o que encontramos de mais barato no aeroporto. Vida de voluntario eh assim mesmo. Todos chegaram, pegamos o nosso aviao e seguimos para a Dinamarca. Felizmente nao tivemos problema para passar na imigracao. Eu confesso que estava meio preocupado. Porque eramos um grupo ...

... orientation clue that it was the Nyborg I was looking for. However, as soon as I crossed the road and stepped on the meadow in the direction of town, I realised that a dirt road, or maybe not even a road but more like a path, led away from the railway station towards the town, flanked on one side by a hedge and a bench to sit on here and there. So I did sit down on one and opened my diary again. And then on that bench, I became aware of the toll the day had taken ...

... the same joyful feeling. Young people are so open and it seems to be so universal and they love acting a little silly.

As we walked about the town it reminded me of the French quarter in New Orleans. There were streets that were closed off to cars with lots of shops and outdoor cafés. We meandered about and just had a good ole time. We even found a Mexican food restraurant and the Nyborg version of ...

... hadn't spoken in years, but it was an easy conversation, a rare thing after so long a time, and via telephone. I feel buoyant, so lucky that I know such people. How lucky am I? A letter from Sarah Riordan reached me here, which added to the feeling. She is a lighthouse of a girl, radiating goodness. I need to write to all the ones I love and tell them how much I appreciate them.