Strand

I’m woken at 4:30 my sun streaming in through the hotel windows. I remember I’m in Køge, on the east coast of Denmark, after a late night in the bar. I draw the curtains and sleep for another four hours.

The hotel is in a calm location, a few hundred metres from the sea. I like it here.

I stay for the first conference session, then head back to Copenhagen airport, then on home to Norway. We eat salad outside, and the kids have a sleepover in one of their rooms.