Friday, November 20.
Still in Copenhagen. Twenty four hour stomach bug so confined to bed.
Saturday, November 21.
All better now. Heading off towards Tondor, the birthplace of the Neilsen’s, to look up some dead people.
Three bridges to cross today. First two lead to the island of Odense. First one high to allow ships through, five kilometres long, second eight kilometres long. They both link on a rocky outcrop in the straights.
Arrived in Tondor at 4.00pm. Just enough time for a quick look around the town square, mug of Glog wine, some groceries and back to Myrtle.