Sunday, November 22.
Woke this morning to snow and a chilly wind . Decision was made not to venture out in the weather. Spent the day in the camp ground recreational room catching up on paperwork and reading.
Walked into town, all of 400metres, crossing this lovely river. The houses are very quaint.
Stopped at the information shop on the square and them headed for the bibliotheca, library, to look into family history. Archives are closed for today so we grabbed a hot chocolate before heading off to the Cemetry. Yep, going to look for dead people.
On the way we walked past this house.
Walking through the streets is amazing. Tondor is the oldest town in Denmark.
Finally arrived at the Cemetry, and spent the next four hours looking for likely suspects. Found ninety two in fact, but that number will grow once we have been to the church cemetries where people were buried prior to 1860. Have to tell you, they look after their cemetries very well. Ground staff were getting ready for Christmas, placing Christmas tree fronds on all graves.
Outside the Cemetry we saw this van.