Blog Day 1
We met up at Gatwick to begin our epic voyage at the hideous hour of 6 am. Little did we know the horrors that awaited us, not on the boat, but on the trip to the boat. It began with Harry nearly getting arrested when he said ‘C4’ unfortunately close to a passing policeman. Then Jonny realised he’d lost his passport. He discovered it was in his dad’s car… half way round the M25. Next Sam found out that he hadn’t got his boarding pass. In spite of extra charges for an overweight bag and suspicion of drug smuggling (what turned out to be Jonny’s assorted spices) the beleaguered brothers squeaked onto the plane just in time. The flight was uneventful, but turned out to be just a brief respite before the travel torture commenced again. After touching down on Danish soil and making our way through the rather spacious Copenhagen airport, we picked up our luggage. Or at least some of us did. The rest (10 of them) waited… and waited… and waited. Eventually it was discovered that the bags were not in the airport, or even in Denmark! Reluctantly we embarked upon the final leg of the trip, a three and a half hour minibus ride to Aarhus, which many spent contemplating the idea of living in the same set of clothes for 2 weeks. The drive was mercifully straightforward, and included some magnificent bridges. Arriving in Aarhus at 5ish local time, an even more magnificent sight awaited us: the tall ships, resplendent in the golden sun. Rona II was waiting for us, moored close to the square rigger Denmark. Those bags that had survived were unpacked, and something that almost looked (but definitely didn't taste) like pasta was created by blue watch. The day was rounded off with a trip to a local ‘English Pub’, which played host to some hugely intense games of table football, which Dan took a tiny bit too seriously. We retreated to the boat at 11 and collapsed into bed. Will we ever be reunited with our bags? And in what manner? Will the parade of sail go smoothly? Find out in the next instalment.
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