Crossing the old trail

A danish-norwegian author (Aksel Sandemose) wrote “A refugee crosses his trail”.
I guess we all will cross our tracks at some point – proven or unproven.
Once in a while I cross my old track up in danish Aarhus,
my old study city back in the old days.
Lots of great memories that I won’t bore people with here.
Many things have changed over the many years that have passed since then.
But still lots of charm – right in front of the feet.

Aarhus, the second largest danish city nearby the same size as spanish Bilbao.

Walk inspired by “Restlessjo” and her captivating “Monday walk” themes.

The Aros Art Museum on the horizon and close by – it wasn’t there at that time.