Day 6: Aalborg–Hirtshals

I was recommended by every Dane I encountered to go see Skagen, at the nothernmost tip of Denmark.
The first ride I found in Aalborg went somewhere a little south of Fredrikshaven.

It was a couple on their way to pick up their camper.
Not much was said.

Where they dropped me off

I was dropped of at a road going to Fredrikshaven and was picked up there by an older man on his way to his son who had just bought a house.

I went to the trainstation in Fredrikshaven to check out the prices of tickets to Skagen. They were quite expensive, a retour ticket would cost over 15 eur and then I still needed to get to Hirsthals in time.
So I decided to continue to Hirsthals instead and seeing Skagen the next time I’m in Denmark.

Fredrikshaven

I walked to the west, to a large road going to Hjorring.It was a commercial street with lots of shops to the side.
None of the cars stopped, I guess most of them were just there to shop.
This is also where I met the first genuine douchebag on the road. Of course it was a muscle head with his bimbo girlfriend next to him. He drove past me very fast and when the car near me he swerved it out to my direction, acting like he was going to drive me over. Must be nice to know that I came almost 1000 KM having hundreds of cars drive past me where the worst I got was a look of indifference and then there you are, the shit of society.

I walked down the street where the shops ended and I was soon picked up by an older lady who spoke only Danish.
I was happy to be able to use the little Norwegian I know to explain where I was headed and she dropped me off at a road going straight to Hirsthals.

Road to Hirtshals

There a man picked me up who also barely spoke any English.
He drove me straight to the Fjordline ferry check in.