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mothwingWe're back!
As always right after camping (and de-sanding everything we own, and catching a night of sleep in a real bed, and shower under real showers) I am quite convinced camping is not for me, but the memory of the trip is already clouding my memory of ice-cold nights and wet tent ceilings.
So. The trip!
Man, I'm knackered, and the Mojito I'm having clearly doesn't help me concentrate, but I earned it.
As always right after camping (and de-sanding everything we own, and catching a night of sleep in a real bed, and shower under real showers) I am quite convinced camping is not for me, but the memory of the trip is already clouding my memory of ice-cold nights and wet tent ceilings.
So. The trip!
- The North Sea! Swimming in the North Sea. You have to do it.
- Vikings! They have longhouses with great windows and the best beds
- Vikings! They have ships! Lots
- Danes! They can speak all the languages I speak better than me and then some!
- Vikings! They have funeral boats
- Reading in a tent with a flashlight! All Fantasy quest novels should be read like that, I suppose.
Man, I'm knackered, and the Mojito I'm having clearly doesn't help me concentrate, but I earned it.
