We arrived early in the morning. Not taking the courtesy bus, we walked along the the harbor.  Carnival is coming soon and costumes were on display at the cable car station. I hadn’t taken it the last time – it seemed like something to do with the Eldest. I had forgotten that she doesn’t really like heights. So she looked ahead while I spoke with the Danish couple sharing our car. They are part of the bridge group. More interesting to me – he is a former Danish paratrooper and spent years on their jump competition team. Between him and his wife, they had close to 2500 jumps. Their next vacation, they were contemplating going somewhere with a lot of sun and the ability to do a number of jumps in one day (it apparently rains a lot in their part of northern Denmark just like it does in the UK and some areas of Germany).

We ran into a couple of English school teachers and Shana shared a sledge with them back down the mountain. I took the cable car back down and had a nice cup of coffee while waiting for her.

Of course, since it was Sunday – going into the needlework store we found was not an option.