Ribe Cathedral
A beautiful morning, I went up onto the dunes for a bit of drawing. Absolutely fascinated by the wind and the marram grass and the dunes. Lorraine and I popped into the hot tub, which was like having a bubble massage. In the afternoon we all drove off to the oldest town in this part of Denmark, Ribe . First job was for us all to go into a cafe restaurant, to wolf down an open sandwich. I chose one with herring and pickles and salads and dab of curry sauce. Very yummy. I wanted the herring as Romy had lent be a book of short stories by a Danish writer, the first of which featured herring. Then we walked through the old town, looking very lovely and not dissimilar to places in England, however the doors had a flavour of their own, some of them looking quite Tolkeinesque. The cathedral rather nice and made out of bricks. Some gorgeous glass inside, and the doors very interesting too. I loved the symbols for the evangelists on the heavy doors (eagle, bull, lion and man/ angel)....