Flade Hills with a spectacular view (Everyday Adventures in North Jutland, week 10)

The Vilsund Bridge to Mors is seen out of the bus window.

Our everyday adventures on Mors took place without Turtle when he broke down the week before and right now stood in my little brother’s workshop in Djursland. It was therefore an X-bus that transported us from Thisted to Nykøbing Mors this Monday evening.

Without Turtle we should of course also find a place to sleep and I had via the Couchsurfing app (an app where people offer that you can sleep on their sofa) found Gry, who lives in Nykøbing and offered that we could stay in her home for a couple of nights. It turned out to be a win-win situation, because we really enjoyed ourselves in each other’s company from the beginning and only few days after our arrival Gry suggested that we could stay there the whole week if we wanted – an offer we quickly and thankfully accepted.

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