In a split decision to see another smaller part of Denmark I chose to travel north of Copenhagen to Hamlet's city. Yep, Elsinor, or Helsingor as it is rightly spelled. It's a small town but quite rich. Every house looked well to do and the main pedestrian streets (cobblestoned!) showed off some expensive shops. Nial came with me, and after visiting Hamlet's castle and watching the jellyfish in the harbor, we found the hostel. It was a renovated 19th century manor house with many new little side buildings. I was going to travel to Sweden that evening on the ferry but decided to stay because the hostel was so nice. The receptionist wasn't as friendly, but we made do. Nial and I walked most of the town and enjoyed the architecture of some large homes, a large home that is now a museum, and some old homes that leaned steeply towards the road. Then we picked up some Danish meatballs and Danish bacon - and pasta and salad - from the grocery store and made ourselves dinner. The receptionist kicked us out at 8pm to close up. I feel bad - sort of - because we left at 6am the next morning and didn't clean up. But she wouldn't let us that night, and she didn't open until 9am!
So then Nial got on a train for Hamburg, and I took my first ferry across the strait to Sweden. It was an easy ride but confusing on the other side in Helsingborg when I walked to the train station behind the harbor. Took me a few locals bothered before I found it.