12-21-08

Albany to Denmark

I went down and took a photo at that little house that is the oldest one in town. 

I went to a really nice little coffee shop that has free wifi. This is a map on the wall that has pins for where customers from all over the world can put pins in the map from their home town. Other than a couple of pins in Denver, and a couple back east there weren’t many from North America, none from South America but there were sure lots from Europe.

I rode over to Denmark and got a room at the YHA hostel. On a walk past a church I saw this nice new little Toyota car. I don’t think I have seen any of these in the US but looks like a pretty handy little four door sedan.

A few flowers now….

This is a bottle brush bush I think. My mother had one and the humming birds loved them. I didn’t see any hummers here working the bushes.

Out by the smoking table I found this skull. Wanna take a guess what it is?

Nice big eyes.

It is a kangaroo skull. Down below the rooms is this little cage for a couple of hens. I think they get the left over food from the kitchen. These kitches have lots of food that gets left by the backpackers. The kitchen signs say that you need to put your name on your food and the date you are leaving. That way they know which food to toss out.

A guy came in to the hostel eating a plumb. He said that there was a tree in the ally that was hanging fruit over the fence and figured it was ok to harvest them. I have been helping myself today. They are truly yummy fresh ripened off the tree.

This hostel is the first I have been to that has a dog as a resident. A couple of others had a cat that you were not allowed to feed. This is a nice dog to pet and it is nice to have a dog around.

I opened the paper and saw this article and didn’t realize that they followed the wig thing down here like England. It sure looks like it wouldn’t be that comfortable in the heat of summer.

I stopped by a ‘bottle shop’ and bought a beer to drink back at the hostel. I looked at the selections and decided on this one. It is for bearded men. It was OK but just tasted like beer to me.

I sat out at the smokers table to drink the beer and visited with these two. The girl is from Germany and works cleaning and the guy is from someplace in Australia that hopes to be a poet. Lots of the young folks smoke here and lots of them roll their own.