The second day of our trip took us to Bulbjerg, which is located not far from Peter's parents house. Actually, according to Mapquest it is about a 5 mile drive.







Here's an overview so that you have a general idea of where we are in Denmark (you may have to click on the picture to actually see the marker):







And here's the nifty little satelite image from Google Maps:







This particular place in Denmark is special for two reasons, and I'll let the sign tell you why:











Remember yesterday when I mentioned that the Danish countryside is dotted with churches, windmills and reminders of its Viking past? Well, the beaches are just as littered with reminders of the German occupation of Denmark during World War 2...bunkers. The Germans constructed about 7,000 bunkers along the Danish coastline between 1942 and 1945. That's pretty impressive given the fact that Denmark is only about the size of West Virginia.

Fortunately, there was little fighting in the country during that time. After the war ended the Danes emptied the bunkers of all contents. However, some bunkers were left untouched. Click here for an interesting story that was featured on Yahoo this weekend.

And for me, being a World War II buff, it's pretty cool to see them all.

But anywho....

So first we climbed the cliff to look around at the German bunker and the landscape below us.

Here's the picture of me and Emma standing in the bunker:







It didn't dawn on me until later as I was sorting through pictures, but I had snapped a picture of Peter and Emilie at the same bunker 5 years ago (kinda cool to think that in this picture Emilie was just a little bit older than Emma is now):







And here we are walking up the path. Yes, it was cold and windy!







This was taken on top of the cliff, looking towards the left:







And to prove at how little things change in Denmark, especially the landscape, this next picture was taken 5 years ago (the same time I took the other of Peter and Emilie):







Funny, isn't it?

But anywho...going on with our tour...here are some rare photos of us with both girls:











And now you are looking towards the right:







So at this point I was pretty cold and pissed at how windy it was, so we went back to the car and drove down to the beach (Lild Strand).







Again, some of the locals taking a look at us:







And look, in just a 10-minute car ride the clounds blew away and the wind calmed down. Fantastic!











And here is the limestone cliff that we had just been on:







Remember the sign saying that this is the breeding ground for the kittiwake gulls? Here they are in their nests:







This scene below is a good example of why I love Danish beaches so much. Not a whole lot people, and absolutely no seaside hotels or restaurants. All you see is the beach and sand dunes in all their beauty.











By mid-afternoon it was time for us to head back to the summerhouse for afternoon coffee. Look at this sign, it called Peter a fart!







Actually, the Danish word for speed is fart, so the words DIN FART are translated to YOUR SPEED. When you go above the speed limit, the lights blink. And just for the record, they were blinking.

Here's Peter's version here

So I think that is enough for today. Hope you enjoyed the pictures and little history lesson. Do you like when I include little facts and such in the posts?