Day 9_From Falsled to Hamburg

Day 9_From Falsled to Hamburg

We saw: the last fjord of Denmark and one man sitting quietly in the border of Germany

We ate: Local  Hamburg asparagus  with breaded sea bass and Wiener schnitzel

We pedaled: 71.5 Km

Our average speed: 18 km/h

We slept: Hotel Atlantic Kempiski, Hamburg

 

Here we are again. It was our last day in Denmark, we had to start pedaling in Falsled and end up in Hamburg. We pedaled first to Bøjden to catch the ferry and cross over to Als island. The ferry ride lasted 1 hour and all we saw was the windy sea. We arrived in Fynshav where we decided to skip the map's "sight-seeing" route and go across the normal road. It would have been a waist of time for us because with so much wind we could not have seen anything. So instead, we saw a lot of asphalt and a lot of cars…nothing interesting…plus we had a lot of hills…so combine wind and hill and what do you get? A sore ass and a burned face. But nevertheless, we did it!

 

We also had to stop at the last bike shop to get fixed a little noise Boris got in his bicycle. It turned out to be something lose in the handlebar, nothing serious. So we pedaled some more towards the border, Kruså. There, we saw the last fjord of Denmark and got lost in the forest where I fell down once again. I forgot that I had  my feet fixed to pedals and just went before hitting the floor I managed to hurt myself even worse trying to avoid falling on the ground. I now have a new bruise added to my collection of this trip.

 

Crossing over to Germany was absolutely surreal. We left the fjords behind and saw the last signs towards Flensburg, the first German city we would ride to. The first impression was strange: a forest, a regular man sitting down in a small chair and the n houses with German flags in their gardens. Good bye perfect gardens, good bye fjords, just  Audis and VW with more German flags…

 

Everything I have written so far about Denmark perhaps sounds to you a bit silly, too pretty, too perfect, too fairy tail….well crossing over to Flensburg, confirms that was true! Then we got into downtown: It was scary, dirty,  filled with hooligans and destroyed cycle lanes. We decide to take the train to Hamburg directly so that we wouldn't have to sleep in this ugly town.

 

We took the "Deutsche Bahn" to Hamburg, a 2 hour ride through Schleswig Holstein, so guess what we saw? Cows and more cows.

Under the label of "Posh Biking", we obviously got 1^st class tickets to be able to sit in the luxury wagon drinking some wine and  eating some snacks to our surprise the Flensburg- Hamburg train did not have such service. Instead, we got a German little man with his little car full of Bier and Brötchen…That worked out too. We had 4 beers and 2 Brötchen mit Käse und Schinken.

 

We finally arrived to Hamburg, where Boris once againg piloted us to the hotel. This time, Hotel Atlantic Kempiski. After such a long day, 70 km of biking , plus a ferry and a train ride, we were really looking forward to some nice warm hearty soup. But instead, and once again under the label of Posh Biking, we had some menu full of "Essence of lobster, with foam of whatever…." Give me a break! We wanted some German sausage and potatoes soup! Impossible. So Boris ordered asparagus with  Wiener schnitzel and I ordered the same with sea bass. We went to bed and since the weather was damn ugly for the next day, we decided to stay in Hamburg for one more day to let the rain passed,

while our dirty laundry was being cleaned!

 

VIKA