Tuesday, May 22, 2012

May 19, 2012 Arriving in Aalborg

When we landed in Hirtshals we took the train to Hjorring and then a bus the rest of the way to Aalborg. We were surprised at Aalborg by Karla's cousin Ib, who had a trailer for us to toss our luggage into so we wouldn't have to drag it all behind us on our 900+ meter hike to the hotel.

It's the first time Kalra and I have stayed in Aalborg.  It's a nice city, the shopping district seems to be located between the bus station (located at the John F. Kennedy Plaza) and our hotel, and has a large fjord running through it.

Tonight Ib has invited everyone to his son's house for a traditional home cooked Danish meal, but I have a dinner meeting with some faculty from a Danish school that has an exchange program with UND.

Fishing boats at Hirtshals harbor, next to the train station.

Moriah, Kristin, Danielle, Laura, Joni, Kairsten, & Nicole waiting for the train to Hjorring.

Laura, Joni, Kairsten, Nicole, and Paige waiting for the train to Hjorring.

Kristin, as we go by one of the many fields of rapeseed..

In Hjorring waiting for our bus to Aalborg.

Streets of Aalborg

If you are looking to lease a castle in downtown Aalborg, this might be exactly what you're looking for.

Balcony in Aalborg

Rooftops in Aalborg

The front door of our hotel is on the right.

Many of their bicycle lock stations looked like the top of a needle sticking up out of the sidewalk.

Street fountains in Aalborg.

A retired ice-breaker converted into an upscale restaurant.

A gap in the bridge.  A ship ran into this railroad bridge so it is now under repair.  This is the reason we had to switch from the train to a bus - no trains can get from the north of Denmark to the south (or vice-versa). Amazingly enough, the captain of the ship had previously smashed another ship into a bridge in London.



A coffee bar in Aalborg.

Viking Statue

A Sandwich Joint

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JFK Plaza in Aalborg, named after our former President.

Another Aalborg Building

Side Street in Aalborg

A Restaurant

The fjord the splits the city (in fact, it splits all of the Jutland region of Denmark).

Our hotel as seen from the fjord

Gertrude and Heathcliff (if you're old enough to remember Red Skelton's seagull jokes)


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