I just want milk that tastes like milk!

Every place I’ve stayed so far has provided breakfast. (Though it is sometimes difficult to figure out which jug has real milk.) but for the next week, not so.

I’m in a “cosy” room right in the centre of Viborg. An old house subdivided into rental rooms. I’m up a narrow staircase – 3 rooms off a small landing. Very hot with open windows not making much impression. I actually have a thermometer in the room. Last time I looked it was29deg. But it has a refrigerator and plates/ cutlery and the sizeable supermarket is just around the corner.

So I’ve had a foray. Hope I’ve got the right milk. Plus yoghurt in a pourable carton. Pasta salad for dinner. See how I go.

my room is the one with the open windows. At least there is the possibility of flow-through: front and side. Enter the property via that narrow passageway to main door at the back.

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I’ve left the bike at the event centre. No space for it in the room (let alone up the steep stairs) and will have to park the car a couple of blocks away. Already done s better job than Mrs SN navigating between here and the event centre. I’m sure I drove through the pedestrian area relying on Her.

Uneventful travel day today. Got here a bit after 5.  After a couple of hot days, tomorrow looks cooler with rain forecast all day.

Sunday – Sprint day. WOC/JWOC in the morning. The rest of us in the afternoon.

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