If we were having
coffee we’d be looking at the departure board, a tinge of excitement and a
modicum of apprehension in case we miss the gate.
I really struggle
with the airport scene. I’ve done it
enough to know the drill but not enough that it’s become 2nd nature. The leaving enough time to get through
security, the lure of duty free as your forced to walk through it to get to the
lounge. The spotting of an empty seat
not too far away from the board, but close enough to keep a nervous eye and
away from anyone who might invade the reading space.
Today we are
straight through security, a minor blip as one of the boys pencil cases needs
to be searched…..but aside from that I’d almost say it was pleasurable. We headed straight for coffee, we’d brought
some homemade Banana and Chocolate loaf to accompany (a great recipe from Nigel
Slaters Kitchen Diaries II)
Como flying via Milan……
The flight came in a
little early enabling us to catch an earlier train from T2. Unfortunately the connection we needed in
order to claim a score at the change
over station didn’t run on Saturday….so were we’d gained time, we lost waiting
for our original connection. Hitting
Como at 6pm local time.
We are in an small
apartment in the centre of the town and can’t believe our luck. Bakery and ice cream shop on our
doorstep. The lake 5-10 mins away…this
is going to be a lovely break from the norm.
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The whole place awash with western Lego images, country music playing through the toilet block. It’s been a pleasant short sharp stay in Legoland campsite. The plan always to stay one night and move on. As part of the package we were given or opted for the two day ticket.
The youngest wants to milk the deal for what it’s worth, the 15 year old non commital and the adults ready to move onto the next adventure.
Sensing an opportunity to get a morning of adult time we strike a deal of the boys getting to the park for opening time whilst we wrap up and get a coffee in Billund.
Dropped the boys by bike off at the entrance to Lego land, checked they got in ok and arranged to meet them back at the bikes for 12:30. Finished packing up the van which was practically done and moved it off the pitch to the check-in car park, reception gave us a free voucher for the parking and we headed into town with our bikes.
The centre of Billund feels very much under re-development around the heart of the newly built Lego house…more a museum come homage to Lego without the amusement rides. Very strong design and Apple feeling, shop felt special compared to Lego land. Large open space and could easily have whiled a day away here. Does feel very much aimed at the younger Lego enthusiast though. It was just nice to enjoy the vibe. The tree in the middle is awesome, the Lilly pond, the dog at the lamp post and the ice cream stall just great to see. If I lived locally I’d get myself an annual pass for sure.
The bakery in town was just what you could hope for, way too much choice, seats and great coffee. Alongside that came across a great kitchen shop Imerco….which we’ll speak of some more later in the holiday.
Back to the van, our bikes on, then picked the boys up at there bikes and good as gold they arrived at 12:30. Rolls were had and we were on the road…..good nice summer vibe through the fields, Meny supermarket and ice creams, another hour.
Drive went fine until we hit the tunnel, at Aalborg, this added on a hour and then the roads were fine again. Stressful awning pitch up as everyone wanted to muck in and be helpful which just made it harder. Determined not to crack, I relented, got into direction mode and took a few deep breaths.
Simple pasta and Ragu tea from the freezer that we brought….which was just perfect, with a glass of red in the sunshine. Up until this point just felt like we’d been waiting for this moment a real taste of being on holiday. Finished the day of with a cycle around the campsite and a beach walk as the sun went down. Idyllic.
Day 6, Skagen is coming…..as part of the Danish Adventure
When ever I mentioned Denmark in conversation as our summer destination I was either met with chat about Copenhagen or Lego. Denmark being the home of Lego how could we not visit with two boys in tow (that was my excuse!)…..and the good news we could camp right next door.
Camping in Ribe we
woke at 7 to the alarm and the sun blaring through the canvas vents. The boys in a tent beside us, we were packed
up for 8:40
Popped into føtex
for sandwich and breakfast number 2.
Huge disappointment as the sandwiches we spotted yesterday weren’t ready
so it was mad dash picnic gather. Bread
rolls, ham and pre-sliced port salut.
The drive fairly
easy 55 mins, through fields of wheat, barley and flowering potatoes. Driving through the arable land on traffic
free roads calming.
As we approached
Billund the traffic was fairly light and as we approached Legoland a small
traffic queue was forming for the Legoland carpark which we cut short by taking
the campsite turning. Our pitch was
ready, so no temporary parking issues. Into the park for 10:30 looking for
coffee. We could see someone had one
but couldn’t find an open station, we ended up in pirates cove on a boat
waiting for the pirates café to open at 11 which seemed like the standard
opening time for eateries.
Coffee and pastry
fuelled we were good to go.
It’s a theme park,
and food wise the usual was on offer.
Did walk by a Mexican place and passed someone who had a bowl of
appetising bean stew that made me look
We’d opted for
freshly baked rolls from the supermarket as per above and left the teenage boys
which left myself and the boys wanting more, the wind was taking its tole on
our appetites. In comparison to our
small rucksack, which did get searched people were taking in small trolleys and
We bailed out at 4,
getting our hands stamped for a re-entry later for the rides that are just that
much more quieter. The boys got onto a
few things a couple of times this way without queuing at all.
The campsite as you
can imagine is busy, reception was busy, they have pitches and sleeping options
of all shapes and sizes. With
differently themed areas. I don’t think
I’ve ever listened to as much country music in my life and couldn’t help
singing along to the Gambler whilst brushing my teeth. Public areas are good, communal cooking area
and seating area all good. Camping at
Legoland is a short distance from the site, but definitely recommended.
Legoland for my eldest, a 15 year old at time of writing…..probably on the verge of being a bit too old, that said he went back in for the morning the day after on our 2 days for 1 deal as part of the camping package.
A long long drive lengthened by a key junction being completely shut near Bremen. The diversion sign missed or invisible to the naked eye sending us in the complete opposite direction. The Garmin and I had a serious falling out as it insisted on taking us straight back into what seemed like miles and miles of a tailback. In the end I cut through some of rural Germany using my internal compass and a battle of will against the tech.
We arrived at the
Ribe campsite, at 7pm almost 11 hours of being on the road.
The wind a howling
we were in no mood for cooking anything let alone the chicken drumsticks from
yesterday. The site café minimal in its
offering did have pizza on the menu and a pint of draught beer. Slowly things were put right in the
world. Cheese, bread and beer…what’s not
We eased into the
day with an excitement of being in a new place and nothing dictating our
attention, a coffee, some muesli and then a small cycle into one of Denmark’s
Ribe, quaint and beautiful we realised fairly quickly it was closed except for a few random shops and eateries. It was a Sunday and a country known for its work life balance was sticking to its traditions! We were happy meandering and cycling through the streets letting the new location soak into us where every doorway had amazing flowers. Came across a house I just couldn’t cycle by captured by the Rose bush. A cream and a pink almost…..edible. My name for it is marshmallow and candy floss. I’m trying to find the real name of it now.
The wind was a
blowing with a cut through the cloth kind of chill. We were not really prepared for the first day
of the holiday. Holidays in the summer
are supposed to be warm right? There was
some discussion before we left about Denmark being level with Scotland
geographically which didn’t translate into packing wind proofs.
Rather than a mad
hunt we took refuge in a place that just looked so appealing from the outside,
a mixture of an épicerie come coffee shop.
A couple of things were off the menu for it being a Sunday, so we ended
up digging into the platter options and a cup of coffee that didn’t disappoint.
Some more cycling
around town, supermarket drop, back to the pitch for a little R and R. Got ourselves organised for tomorrow’s move
on, a bit of tea prep and then a bit of another cycle through the countryside.
The day seemed to
brighten and although the wind stayed we warmed up….we were on holiday. The wheat fields rolled by, the crops of peas
and corn a mix of colour that just soothed the soul. As part of the cycle we came across
Kammerslusen at Ribe. A canal lock that
joined up with the sea barrier, a great
view with this part of the world being very flat.
We closed the day with tea in the communal cooking area, a luxury kitchen…..what a way to camp!
The journey continues……Ribe to Billund is coming soon, and the previous day can be found here
Did you sleep? It was the first question I was asked after
turning the alarm function off, we’d both woken before the buzzer kicked
in. I had, but I don’t think my brain
had rested was my response. I felt hung
over with no drink involved. The start
of our holiday.
Denmark…… a big travel day, Scotland to Harwich to take a ferry overnight to
Holland and a small job to do via the auction house.
The coffee is strong
and I’m sat at the computer doing some final admin, playlist adjustments and a
few thoughts on waking. The bikes need
to be loaded onto the back of the van along with the last odds and sods that
seem to be spread round the house in various piles. The joy of a camping holiday allowing you to
take all the silly creature comforts that you need.
I write four
sentences before I have to flip to my work email, realising that I’ve not
checked since going to bed….the project I’ve been working on is flagged red by
testing for the mere fact we are running to time and taking an environment away
and he’s probably got tests to run…..I really need to get away.
We get two miles
down the road before a voice pipes up from the back, ‘I’ve forgotten my
pillow’. Needless to say I didn’t
consider it an essential item. When I
was a boy I didn’t get a sleeping mat, so I’m pretty sure I didn’t get a
pillow….We didn’t turn back.
We’re away for two
weeks so the van is packed within an inch of its life alongside this we have
some temporary cargo. The drive down
includes a trip to an auction house.
Both bitter and sweet, the toys of my childhood have been valued quite
highly so worth a slight detour. I try
not to think about the sentimental value as I handed over the boxes, the
Snow-speeder, the Ewok Tree village and my prized Millennium Falcon.
It’s a new ferry
crossing for us so new roads, new timings and we’ve just recently come across
the book ‘The Extra Mile’. A guide to
the foodie places that are just a few miles off the motorway. I’m up for supporting local businesses that
provide great food at a reasonable price rather than motorway fodder at day
light robbery prices.
Lister Farm: Butchery with a huge selection of bbq wares,
it was surreal. Opted for a herby
drumsticks….I’m always amazed by the number of chicken breasts on sale compared
to the other bits and pieces so although I like a chicken breast as much as the
next guy sometimes I can’t face thinking they’ve been massed produced in a
battery barns whereas I hope the leg cuts are left over from some form of
butchery, a more reliable source. I know
the butchers around the corner from home they come from a blue plastic
container pre prepared. The shop had a
nice small café and picnic benches. A
little field where kids could let off some steam if needed.
We’d made good time and a late night crossing allowed for a further stop which we made at the Anchor Inn, beside the River Stour at Nayland. I don’t know how the Inn had made it into the book as the Garmin took us some back route roads for more than a few miles. We had the time though and I enjoyed the break from the dual carriageway. Food was good, it was warm, sunny and 40 or so minutes from the ferry….the holiday and our Danish adventure was starting.
Thanks for reading so far….the weekend coffee share is my friend in helping me to write. It’s been a while, life just keeps happening and 1 weekend missed turns into 4 maybe 5. The coffee hook gives me a mental switch to be able to start again…..so I intend to write more about my Danish adventure and what I learned along the way. I’ve just described day 1, the UK leg in red and there is more to come …..The Danish Adventure!
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