The Icelandic Canadian - 01.09.2008, Side 27

The Icelandic Canadian - 01.09.2008, Side 27
Vol. 61 #4 THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN 165 Viking museum. It was easier to visualize the past with authentic props. Just being there among the relics made my imagina- tion soar back a thousand years. Our next stop was by the seashore, at the home of Karl and Marilyn’s friends. We enjoyed a swim and a great meal. Karl and Marilyn Sorensen are also part of our dance team. On the road again we stopped to pick berries at Karl’s old place. I found thatch roofs nearby. They have a special fascina- tion for me. The way they are created and how it is that they last forever. Then there was ‘Egeskov’ castle. Built about 1554. It has been owned and occu- pied by the same family for hundreds of years. When we arrived at Karl’s sisters house 1 was able to test out a Danish medical facility. Within less than one half hour I had been to a doctor and had picked up my medication as well. 1 think that’s amazing! Since we were close to Germany we decided to ‘step’ across If it wasn’t for the concrete border plaque in the middle of the road we would never have known which country we were in. After standing on top of a dyke near the German border we drove to a little town that seemed frozen in time. Of coarse they had thatched roofs. There were the most unique doors and also cobble stone streets. It was so old. What century had they built this place? As we drove further north we came to the town of Ribe, which has an ancient, gigantic church. There were bodies buried in the floor of the entryway. I felt strange stepping on graves. There were paintings on the walls, sculptures seemed to be engraved into the walls, rooms for prayer or special people. Even though it was built in the year 1600 it still had its original grandeur. The next town, Jelling, had an even older church with ‘rune writings’ on rocks near the entrance of the church. There was a small replica of a Viking ship hanging from the ceiling. This made the place seem even older. I had wished some one in our group could read ‘rune’, but none of us had attended that class in school. Ah! ‘Lego land!’ I’ve been to Disney world. This is better. Don’t take my word for it. See it for yourself. We were all tired and had nowhere to stay. Fortunately, Marilyn spotted a tiny sign on the side of the road. We stayed at a ‘villa’ that was nearly empty of people. Oh, what a breakfast, at a reserved table no less. How quaint it all was. All fresh and new, we made our way up to Skagen where another of Karl’s sis- ters lived. She bought us all a beer and we were entertained by a local country singer. It was a wonderful evening. We met the rest of our group and went to see the spot where the two waters meet. Kattegat and Skagerrak. It’s a sight to behold, but there is also the feeling you get just being there. There is nowhere on earth like it. While driving through Denmark I had time to reflect on different aspects of this trip. One thing was very clear to me. Denmark smells great; more than great, Pharmacists: ERNEST STEFANSON GARRY FEDORCHUK CLAIRE GILLIS 642-5504 PSPHARMASAVE We care about your health Centre and Fourth / Gimli, MB / ROC 1 BO

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