Birthday breakdowns
Tuesday started off ominously with Moira failing to start but fortunately a very friendly English expat walker in the car park we overnighted in came over to offer help. The help came in the form of her son Wilf who, after being dragged out of bed at the ungodly hour of 10am, helped us get started again. I'm sure nothing else could go wrong. A little drive and a cycle later we were in Copenhagen ready to explore the wonders of the city museum. Danni had to have a slice of cake since it was her birthday. A birthday that would only continue to improve I'm sure! After some extensive retail therapy we took to the cycle lanes and happened across this gem Danni had read about in the museum. A 19th century community hospital. You can take the Danni out of the hospital but you can't take the Danni away from the hospital (or something like that, I'm unsure my brain has begun to leak out my ears stuck on this road) Following on our cycle around the centre we went through this s...