Odense

Odense filled me with the same enthusiasm as Copenhagen. Great place to live just boring as shit to visit (same as Adelaide as I´ve come to learn). "What about the bars and clubs?" you say. Everywhere has bars and clubs, this isn´t new. Maybe it was just the continuly shite weather or the fact that the Hostel straddled the train tracks that was making my usual almost cheerful disposition less than almost. The main reason I was here was to visit the nearby Egeskov Castle. Though smaller than they make it look on the postcards it was almost worth the price of the admission if only because of the veteran car and motorbike museum.