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After breakfast today we drove Torgeir to the railway station, he was going back to Stockholm, while Terje and I continued southwards in Sweden.
Stopping for coffee along the roads when you are somewhere you have never been before, is always exciting. You never know what you find. It might be a petrol station with lukewarm coffee and stale pastries, or it might be a wonderful modern museum with a kind of gourmet restaurant.
Today was our lucky day.
Coffee time came and we started to look for a blue sign with a white coffee cup, along the highway. At our first stop we had no luck, the place was kind of closing down and had almost nothing to offer. We decided to continue, and quite out of the blue (for us) a modern art museum with a gourmet restaurant materialised.
Unfortunately we had no time for the museum, but the lemon meringue pie was heavenly, and in the museum's gift shop my credit card got very hot.
We passed one bridge, then another, and soon found ourselves in Odense in Denmark, the city where H. C. Andersen was born.
Our hotel was close to the H. C. Andersen museum, and we had a nice walk there before dinner.
