Last night, before a fabulous dinner at Karen and Arne's house, I snuck away to the hill trails near our B&B for a few more miles on the running shoes. There's nothing quite like finding running trails out your back door, a very nice surprise when traveling.
Today, we took a ferry to Laeso Island from Frederickshavn. Laeso was a sleepy little quaint island about 90 minutes offshore aboard a car ferry. We visited a salt seething site, a house with a seaweed roof, ate fabulous fish and generally poked around. Tomorrow we start the long trek home, first a flight to Copenhagen, overnighting there, then back to the US.
Oh, and one of our top goals on vacation has happened. We've seen no other Americans since we left the airport. Perfect. This means we've gotten far enough away. :)
On the ferry.
Deserted beach.
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