Welcome to Aarhus.
Sitting right on the coast of the Kattegat Sea, with restaurant-lined canals, a bustling Old Town, and a great social atmosphere, my fourth Danish city was…well…every bit as pleasant as the preceding three 🙂
In fact even Peder, who’s been just about everywhere Denmark has to offer, was quick to convey his fondness for the country’s second largest city. The very first time he rode through (also on his way to Roskilde) he was all on his own. Yet he still managed to get invited to a private house party, where he remained until late the following morning. Now that’s what I call hospitality.
…but before exploring the city for myself, camp had to be made. And just like in Randers, Aarhus’ campground is another 8 or 9km out of town. It was an easy enough ride, mostly along the coast. And shockingly not into the wind 😛
When we arrived at the grounds its office was already closed, so we pitched our tent anyway, figuring we’d pay on our way out.
It was without a doubt the nicest campground of the trip – very well equipped, and far busier than the one in Aalborg. It had dozens (if not hundreds) of numbered spots filled with everything from cheap one-man tents to state-of-the-art RVs.
And although it may’ve been separated from the city by a dense little forest, the grounds themselves sat on a grassy plateau right by the water – complete with its own private beach.
The only problem: no pots and pans in the kitchen to make our fuel…er, pasta…for the final push to Roskilde!
Luckily, as we were strolling around looking for a suitable place to setup, a middle-aged Norwegian called out to say hello. We spent probably 30mins chatting with him and his wife – they was extremely friendly – so we eventually asked if we might borrow one of his pans for an hour. He said yes without hesitation, even offering some fresh bacon to go along with it (we politely declined).
So we cooked up our dinner, ate, and…passed out.
Although Peder was dying head back into town – no doubt hoping to recreate his great experience from the previous visit – we didn’t finish showering, cooking, and eating until nearly 1am. And with only one more night until the big festival I insisted that I stay back and recharge.
Plenty of good times were yet to come.