Where My Shorties At

Sunday we did a new thing. We rode the S-Tog.



Which is just the friendly local train system with a name that makes me giggle for no good reason. S-Tog. Tee hee.

Luckily since we already had the Metro figured out the S-Tog wasn't too difficult. Theo even got to ride for free thanks to his Eurail pass.

We rode it for about 10 minutes and then found ourself out in a more rural area taking a local train. This train was really not much more than a bus and the stop was not quite bustling.



We got off at our final destination and found an absolutely beautiful little suburb. There was a huge park off to one side with a lake where kids were swimming, canoing, and fishing. It was like a scene out of one of the Dutch genre paintings we'd seen.



Unfortunately the scene was missing directions. While my guidebook was very complimentary about the Frilandsmuseet it was not eager to divulge the location. Nor were there any maps of the area, or signs. We walked in one direction but saw that area was mostly residential, and turned around and went the other direction. At the next corner, thankfully, there was a big sign pointing right that said Frilandsmuseet. Good thing too, because the map there was totally useless.

Frilandsmuseet is an Open Air museum that actually started over 100 years ago. There are lots and lots of Farms from various parts of Denmark including the Faroe islands. You can walk inside most of them. This is where we discovered that the Danish of a few hundred years ago were short.



Okay, but there's short, and then there is SHORT. Here, *I* am having to duck my massive 5' 2" frame in order to get through the door.



Yeah. It didn't get any better.



We really enjoyed ourselves. It was a nice break away from the busy, people filled city of Copenhagen into a patchwork of the past. Some of the houses were quite spread out and you could imagine this was somewhat like how it might have actually been.





The roofs on some of these places were amazing and made me think both about The Little House On The Prarie (actually, the one where they go to some house that is almost underground -- I forget what it was called) and the Hobbit Houses from Lord of the Rings.





This one actually had succulents growing right above the door. And I loved these houses from the Faroe Islands. I was bummed that the interiors were closed for repairs.



I imagine it is these thick, grassy roots that helped keep the interiors so cool because it was HOT HOT HOT out.

There were a few more modern examples, like this Co-Op from the turn of the century.



There were a few people around dressed in period outfits, and also some animals which I assumed were also in period dress.





Wild Yarn.



After wandering around the museet for a few hours we were both feeling tired and sluggish, so we headed back. We'd been planning on making an earlier day anyway, since we'd been out so late the night before and Theo had some things he wanted to get done on my computer.

Back at our B&B we spent a long time video chatting with Mom for mother's day, while I tried to recover from a blistering headache brought on by too much walking in the sun with too little water. This seems to happen to me at least once every trip. After far too many hours I felt better, and we went to bed at a reasonable hour.