It was almost 11PM and I went outside only to see that there was still a bit of lightness in the sky looking towards the north-west. That is my theory anyway. I think that is even later than I experienced growing up in Canada. I was a bit shocked to see it.
Isn't that pretty?
Just before I went to bed last night, I went one last time to the bathroom. I was tromping around in bare feet and felt an odd sensation, heat under my feet. What? This is a tile floor. I have under floor heating! Does this mean that I also have hot water? Doesn't that kind of a system use hot water? Time to test the taps. Yes! I have hot water now! I don't suppose I will ever know why it wasn't there and why it now is.
My bathroom and you can see the radiant floor heating knob there.
When I woke up this morning, I realized that I had slept for 11 hours. Finally, I am catching up on all that missed sleep. It sure felt good but I hated waking up so late in the day. Well, maybe I didn't hate it that much.
Today is Sunday and I expected the town to be closed down for the occasion as that is usually the way of towns. So I go for my daily walk anyway to see the town center. It is about 30-35 minute walk from my place so I look at the weather report to see what might happen. It suggested rain for a little bit in the afternoon so I packed up a little bag with my raincoat and umbrella, just in case, and off I went.
The first thing that I come to are those car dealerships that are just around the corner and was surprised to see that they were open. Maybe my theory isn't correct. I see a lot of people doing their yard work. That isn't surprising on a sunny day and things must grow so fast here with all the rain. I get into the first part of the center of town and it does look like everything is closed, even the restaurants. Good thing that I am not hungry.
The police station
Danish mailbox and telephone booth.
The town square.
I continued walking down the same street towards what I assumed might be the center of town. Eventually I came to a little square that had restaurants open around the edge of it and people sitting outside having a bite. It is a gorgeous square.
Must have been a barn once.
Then I continued a little further and came to a water way where there were some people doing a little kayaking in this itty bitty stream, river, canal, or ? I just looked on the map and I guess it is a squished portion of the Haderslev fjord.
Kayakers on the fjord.
Daub and wattle building.
Old abandoned railroad tracks.
Then I headed back around in a circle to come back to my road all the time hoping not to get lost. I sat down for a little bit on a stoop to rest my back. A lady was crossing the road somewhat towards me and as she came close, she said something. It sounded like ooshegoodel......I don't have any idea. I imagined that she was commenting on how warm it was. I smiled back at her like I was on her side. She happily went on her way. And I got up and went on my way. Total journey about 4 miles.
I was relaxing at home and having a bite when someone knocked at the door. I thought that maybe it was the guy from across the courtyard that I have bugged with questions. Wrong. It was a guy standing there holding a guitar. My guitar. My lost guitar. It was back. Woot! He told me things in Danish and I just answered things in English and signed the paper. All was good. I came in, tuned it up and started playing and singing for a few hours, happy to have something different to do.
I found some of my future colleagues on Facebook and friended them. I changed my address to Haderslev, Denmark as I guess I really am here now.
I am so in the country that it smells like barnyard out there tonight.