{"id":105350,"date":"2015-04-18T08:17:00","date_gmt":"2015-04-18T07:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ponyanddogtrip.com\/?p=105350"},"modified":"2021-12-07T17:38:37","modified_gmt":"2021-12-07T16:38:37","slug":"saturday-april-18th-2015-kliplev-21-km","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ponyanddogtrip.nl\/en\/saturday-april-18th-2015-kliplev-21-km\/","title":{"rendered":"Saturday April 18th 2015. From Flensburg to Kliplev 21 km"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Mari\u00ebnkirche<\/a>\u00a0Marienkirche in Flensburg<\/p>\n

\"Leuke,<\/a>\u00a0Nice little streets in Flensburg<\/p>\n

\"Waarom<\/a>\u00a0Why are those shoes hanging over the street? German humour?<\/p>\n

\"De<\/a>\u00a0Flensburg port<\/p>\n

\"Strand<\/a>\u00a0Beach at the North side of Flensburg on Saturday morning<\/p>\n

\"Geen<\/a>\u00a0Virgin beach?<\/p>\n

\"Denemarken<\/a>\u00a0Approaching Denmark<\/p>\n

\"Weer\u00a0From Germany to Denmark<\/p>\n

\"Deens<\/a>\u00a0Danish countryside right across the border<\/p>\n

\"Open\u00a0Open shelter. Good for a lunch break and for\u00a0a nap.<\/p>\n

\"Op\u00a0Gejla bridge. The Danes are very proud of it<\/p>\n

\"Geile\u00a0Geile (Dutch for horny) bridge? They are spoiling pious pilgrims.<\/p>\n

\"Mijn\u00a0My overnight address is\u00a0mentioned. This is the right way. One more hour to go.<\/p>\n

\"Verdwalen\u00a0This way one can’t get lost<\/p>\n

\"Ree\u00ebnpoot?\u00a0Leg of a roe deer. Tosca thus regulates her calcium intake herself<\/p>\n

\"Oprijlaan\u00a0Driveway to my hostal<\/p>\n

\"Wordt\u00a0Will this be my warm nest? There is no heating<\/p>\n

Today is a relatively\u00a0short day: 21 km. <\/span>Clear sky, not too much wind, so that’s promising. <\/span>There’s music in the air. <\/span>Indeed,\u00a0all day\u00a0a few songs were\u00a0in my head. <\/span>The idea that I will\u00a0live in solitude for two weeks before\u00a0companians will come\u00a0(Rudi\u00a0filming), is not really exciting. <\/span>But the loneliness was slightly interrupted by a phone call from a friend and a nice text message. <\/span>Twice I was made happy with a dead sparrow (Dutch saying):\u00a0an SMS that I was\u00a0in the Danish network and ditto SMS KPN. <\/span>Nice though.
\n<\/span>Flensburg was beautiful in the sharp morning sun. <\/span>I walked along the harbor, the bay beach (pictures) and a few kilometers further to the Danish border. <\/span>Of course it had to be filmed. Exchanging <\/span>Euro money\u00a0for Danish kroner, Heading 1 E: 8 NOK. Didn’t see any border official<\/span>. <\/span>Good, Tosca. <\/span>Reminds me of the border joke of years ago: a German \/ Danish (be careful that I do not discriminate) farmer is\u00a0at the border with a pig on a\u00a0leash (long time ago of course). <\/span>The customs officer asks: do you have anything to declare? <\/span>Replied the pig, yes, a German \/ Dane!
\n<\/span>Whole\u00a0stretches I\u00a0walked across the road\u00a0on a\u00a0bike path. <\/span>But there was little traffic and Tosca could run free pretty much. <\/span>Where she found\u00a0another leg, probably a roe deer, see pictures, and after 20 min. walking she\u00a0had devoured the entire leg.\u00a0<\/span>That’s a different story\u00a0than being enthusiastic about a tiny lacerta vivipara: common lizard. <\/span>Amphibians and reptiles have\u00a0 been a hobby ofmine many years ago. <\/span>As a student, I had no place for Highland cattle and sheep and therefore I “did”\u00a0it \u00a0with that little scum.
\n<\/span>Also beautiful\u00a0walks through the forest, this morning\u00a0in hilly landscape, this afternoon as flat as an old time Dutch dime.<\/span><\/p>\n

In a shelter along the Haerweg (in German called <\/span>Ochsenweg) , I\u00a0had the lunch that I\u00a0gathered at my breakfast,\u00a0 lay down\u00a0on a bench in the sun\u00a0and fell asleep, following Tosca’s example,\u00a0until loud barking of Tosca informed me\u00a0someone’s coming: a man,\u00a0early 20 <\/span>, sat silently\u00a0across\u00a0 me. <\/span>I ask sprechst Du Deutsch, English, Deunish? <\/span>I always joke, especially against daughter Marieke, who lives in Norway, Scandinavian languages are just like Dutch, but with all eu sounds. <\/span>An incoherent story that he has been living in the street for years, sometimes sleeping in a tent. <\/span>Where is that tent? <\/span>Because he had nothing with him. <\/span>Did you learn any profession? <\/span>Leider nicht (unfortunately not), he said in German, with a very heavy, not German accent. <\/span>Where do you get money? <\/span>My parents in Germany\u00a0<\/span>receive money for\u00a0their children until\u00a0the children are 25\u00a0\u00a0. <\/span>And after your 25th then? <\/span>Well, I’ll see. <\/span>In winter sleeping outside he\u00a0thinks is\u00a0cool, like an Eskimo, he said. <\/span>He did not look malnourished and looked nice.\u00a0Made<\/span> me\u00a0think: really crazy? <\/span>There is no direction in his life, lives from day to day. <\/span>Or am I disturbed? <\/span>Probably, but I\u00a0still control my life\u00a0reasonably, I think, and he is at the mercy of the whims of chance, like many others in the world. <\/span>Long live Mama Alice!
\n<\/span>At\u00a04.30 pm I got at my<\/span> bed and breakfast Lindely, an old house \/ former farmhouse in the middle of the field with a driveway of at least 200 m. The old gentleman received me and Tosca and for 15E can I stay in a room with 8 beds, all for me. <\/span>The old boss expects another two Dutch men today\u00a0with a car, but they will be in\u00a0a different room. <\/span>Makes me\u00a0curious. I consider going\u00a0 with <\/span>his bike to\u00a0the Kliplev village, or shall I \u00a0just stay\u00a0“home” and pursue my route through Denmark on the i-pad? <\/span>The nightlife on Saturday night in the one street\u00a0of Kliplev\u00a0will probably not be that impetuous. <\/span>I think I’ll stay here. For a little extra fee<\/span> I can share diner with\u00a0my landlady and lord\u00a0and that costs the same as\u00a0delivering a pizza here\u00a0from the village.
\n<\/span>Bon, c’est ca.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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