After a late sleep-in (this would become the norm in Arhus, as it has through much of our summer), Cristina and I drove the girls to their music festival. This festival, on the outskirts of Arhus, is a smaller one, and relatively new. Mostly Danish bands that Sofia had never heard of. But she couldn't pass up the chance to camp at a music festival with a bunch of Danes (mostly young) and Ida. They would be camping for three nights.
Sofia filled the cooler with yogurt, bread, cheese, and all those cans of soup she bought in Blomberg.
My shoe, which has been separating for a week or so, finally got some assistance from trusty old duct tape. Not attractive, but effective. The other shoe is showing some signs, so I may soon have matching feet.
On the way back from the festival, Cristina and I stopped at the Bazaar West, a shopping area with a lot of middle eastern influence and cheap prices (for Denmark). I'm feeling like all our stuff will not fit in the five bags we brought from Florida, so I'd like to replace one of them with a larger bag or suitcase. But of course I want something cheap. We priced a super flimsy suitcase-shaped bag of thin vinyl (50 dkk, $9) which might do in a pinch. Cristina also found a tea warmer similar to Marion's, but it was not quite the color or price she wanted. Produce was reasonable here, and I meant to buy some tomatoes and avocados, but forgot.
The day's primary outing was taking a walk at a local beach. Jesper, Cristina, Alex, Bella, and I (and Nelson the dog) rode in Jesper's car.
The first half of the walk ended at a pier where swimmers were jumping into the water. We tried to get Nelson to jump off after the stick, but he wouldn't do it.
This sign at the pier said "fishing and diving from the jetty prohibited."
Alex found a freshly-dead starfish. We figured it was freshly dead because it didn't stink yet.
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