To Padborg

Stayed at a nice little camping in Rise near Rødekro. “In bed” at 9. It was a party in the village. The same noise level as in Spain for San Juan or San Pedro, until early in the morning.

Woke up  halv past sex! Almost everything was wet. My sleeping pad did it’s job, I slept well and I was dry. Began to walk at half past seven. Thick fog, chilly. Tryed to slow down.

Had lunch at half past eleven near a fine old stone bridge. It wasn’t warm. Come to Padborg at half past four. Took a sandwich and a beer at a boring bar for lorry drivers and went to a little camping I had seen on the map. Let the tent dry and went to sleep early.

The pics from the stage

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