| nerrianah ( @ 2009-02-15 17:55:00 |
Like he said... "We discovered the land, where the snowflakes are born"

It was last day before we had to go back home, and we headed to see Rømø island. When we were crossing the bridge, we once again encountered the vast open space of nothingness. It still fascinated me, no matter how many times I saw it.


We parked ourselves just above the beach, that was covered with snow. Soon after we got in the car again, drove to the empty beach and tried out the handbreak. Yep, being young and stupid, it ruled while the car was spinning around and doing awesome sliding tricks (note that the beach was completely empty and there was no danger in causing an accident).
After we had our fun, we went on a long walk.



I like what Peter said about this place, that we discovered the land, where the snowflakes are born. Sounds poetic, doesn't it?
After my hands were frozen solid (yeah, I was stupid enough not to bring my gloves on this trip), we set for the oldest town in Denmark - Ribe. If i said before, that other places looked like something out of fairy tale, Ribe tops them all. Its a small town in a middle of nowhere looking like something that came out of an old book :D



When we got home, we watched a wicked movie called "Lucky People Center International".

It was last day before we had to go back home, and we headed to see Rømø island. When we were crossing the bridge, we once again encountered the vast open space of nothingness. It still fascinated me, no matter how many times I saw it.


We parked ourselves just above the beach, that was covered with snow. Soon after we got in the car again, drove to the empty beach and tried out the handbreak. Yep, being young and stupid, it ruled while the car was spinning around and doing awesome sliding tricks (note that the beach was completely empty and there was no danger in causing an accident).
After we had our fun, we went on a long walk.



I like what Peter said about this place, that we discovered the land, where the snowflakes are born. Sounds poetic, doesn't it?
After my hands were frozen solid (yeah, I was stupid enough not to bring my gloves on this trip), we set for the oldest town in Denmark - Ribe. If i said before, that other places looked like something out of fairy tale, Ribe tops them all. Its a small town in a middle of nowhere looking like something that came out of an old book :D



When we got home, we watched a wicked movie called "Lucky People Center International".