Day 17 - Copenhagen to somewhere on the E45

This morning we went to the hairdresser. Jessica really wanted a new haircut and it would be a great souvenir from Copenhagen to get her hair cut there. Besides, there was a hair salon on every corner in the city. We found a small salon in a side street where two women were cutting hair. We immediately liked the salon. There were tin signs with quotes and American license plates hanging everywhere. The whole room was furnished as if from the last century. Although we thought we knew the way, it took us a lot longer to find our way back in the morning. While Jessica was getting her haircut, I lounged on the sofa, enjoyed a coffee, and read my book. 

An hour and a half later, we left the hair salon satisfied and drove out of our beloved city. Since our next destination was Hamburg, we wanted to get on the highway as quickly as possible and head towards Germany. Unfortunately, this meant that we saw a little less of the Danish landscape. On our route, we had to drive over the long highway bridge over the sea. What a view. The vastness of the ocean on both sides and a highway bridge ahead leading towards the sky. While Jessica slept (it was noon, her usual nap time from her training as a daycare teacher), I zoomed along the highways of Denmark. And suddenly, we got dangerously close to a black line on the navigation - the German border. Since we wanted to spend another night in Denmark, we stopped quickly. Due to the lack of a better place, we ended up at a rest area - a fitting place for our last night in the country...

Here's a little anecdote about a drive through Sweden that crossed our minds at the rest area. Enjoying the beautiful landscape, we drove on the highways towards Stockholm when we unexpectedly encountered blinking lights - a traffic jam. Well, the view almost made up for it. And so, we rolled in a long convoy through the impressive forests with giant trees. There was no end in sight in front of us, and certainly not behind us, as a large truck was blocking our view. In the boredom, I noticed that our car automatically rolled at 8 km/h. Super cool. Since the line of cars was moving slowly anyway, Jessica excitedly said, "Actually, it would be advantageous for the whole convoy if instead of constantly accelerating and decelerating, we could just roll continuously." I hadn't even fully implemented the idea when the truck driver behind us honked loudly. That's the end of being "innovative on the roads".