Samsø, Part II

Welcome back folks. The saga continues...


After our sustainable gallivanting around the souther half of the island on Saturday, we returned to our hostel for an evening of jollity and delicious food. Dinner was apparently a very traditional Danish spread, and was one of the best things I've had since being here: fingerling potatoes, roast lamb, and brussels sprouts. Especially delicious given the appetite we had worked up all day.

Good morning hostel.

We then spent the rest of the day (and most of the next morning) enjoying all the great things the hostel had to offer, and reached the conclusion that Denmark is probably the best country ever to grow up in. The place was a lawsuit waiting to happen, which meant that it was actually fun instead of obsessed with safety. There was trail biking, soccer golf, go-karting, and enormous playground, a bouncy air-pocket thingamajig, an excruciatingly cold pool, and a fire pit complete with lean-tos.

Also, it was in a beautiful location. Which really isn't saying much since the entire island is very attractive.

A fellow DIS-er and I befriended a group of old Danish gentlemen who invited us to enjoy their fire with them and camp out in the lean-tos. Naturally I didn't need asking twice. An interesting side note: where we would roast marshmallows in America, here they cook bread dough on sticks. It's delicious!

After a chilly night outside we breakfasted and headed off to the northern end of the island for a hike. It was spectacularly beautiful. Rolling hills, green grass, blue sea, horses, cows, and the first woods I've seen since being here. 

Amazing is the only word that can describe this.

Flowers!

The view from the highest point on Samsø- 68m above sea level.

Several hundred kilometers of trekking across the countryside later, we arrived at our final stop of the trip: an organic brewery, where we heard about how they made various beers, what they used to flavor them, and how the recycling system here works. And of course we got to sample all their wares. Quite tasty.

Wheat, and a bunch of other things used to make brewskis.

Being around trees and hills again made me realize that, while København is an amazing place, and I have no complaints about it, I'm not really cut out for city life. It was glorious to get away from all the noise and light and rushing around for a weekend.

So long Samsø.