In some parts of the world it is reputed that you can use wind induced craziness as a mitigating factor for crimes of passion. Certainly in Catalunya they talk about people from some really windy areas as a little bit nuts.
I never got that before I came to Denmark.
Good god, the wind here! Granted we're on a boat in a harbour, so we're kind of front line, but it never stops. I woke up this morning and down below, in the harbour, tied to the dock, it sounded like we were racing upwind. Water sloshing, wind howling in the rigging, the works.
It does start to get to you. If it would only be quiet for a minute or two.
We walked the dog in the woods to get a break from it for a while. It was soooooo nice. We ended up in the lee of a hill and it was so still.
Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
We had hoped to leave Denmark tomorrow, but the forecast has changed enough that it is looking very unlikely. Maybe Monday.
CraaaaazzzzyyyYYY!
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