It
is a rough life but someone has to do it and ‘it’ was what I found myself doing
a couple of weeks ago. I was scheduled to work in the Jutland area of Denmark
in the small town of Hjørring. I discovered, after a quick visit to an online
map, that it was about the same distance and cost if I flew into Oslo, Norway,
Stockholm, Sweden, or Copenhagen, Denmark. All three of these destinations had
connecting flights to Aalborg, Denmark. From Aalborg, I still had another 50
kilometers to cover before reaching Hjørring. I have never been to any of these
places so I chose Stockholm because, believe it or not, I know a Sherlockian
living nearby. I quickly checked by friend Mattias Boström to see if he was
available; he was and I set my plans in motion.
I
have known Mattias for many years. He received his investiture into the Baker
Street Irregulars a few years back. His talk followed mine in Minneapolis last
year. He has bought many, many Swedish books on my behalf over the years. So I
left Dallas and flew to London. From there I flew to Stockholm then to Aalborg.
With delays and plane changes and other hiccups, I arrived in Aalborg, Denmark,
more or less 24 hours after I departed Dallas. It is amazing how small favors
can appear larger than life. I experienced this when I deplaned and Kurt Buus
from Siemens Medical was there waiting for me. I was not aware that he was going
to do this but I was more than relieved. At 9:30 in the evening at the Aalborg
Airport, there is not a great deal going on. I did not see a single cab and I
am sure if I had found one they would not be very happy at the prospect of driving
me the 50 kilometers to Hjørring.
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1914 Bank in City Center Hjørring |
We were staying in
the same hotel. I found this very ironic until I discovered later that the
Phønix Hotel was the only hotel in Hjørring. I was still more than pleased. I checked in and immediately checked my email and found a message from Palle Schantz Lauridsen. He had seen I was in Copenhagen and suggested we have coffee, but it was just a layover. I messaged him back offering better planning on my behalf if and when I return to Copenhagen. Next message was from Jens Byskov Jensen. Jens lives about three hours south of Hjørring but without a car, it was impossible for us to get together. Then he offered plan B. He told me there was actually a Sherlockian living right there in Hjørring! He sent a message to Thessa Jensen (no relation) introducing us. She contacted me and we arranged to meet on Thursday after I finished work.
Thessa arrived right on time on Thursday and we headed back down to Aalborg. We had a lovely drive and by the time we arrived at Aalborg University, we were best friends for life. This is the way Sherlockians are, after one meeting, it is like you have always been friends. Thessa works as a researcher of Fandom - Dr. Who, Star Wars, Star Trek, James Bond, and of course, Sherlock Holmes, just to mention a few. She took me to the 12th floor where hr office is located. A small banner sitting in the window caught my eye. The banner was for the Sherlockian society, The Cimbrian Friends of Sherlock Holmes, illustrated by Henry Lauritzen, my personal favorite Sherlockian illustrator.
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Banner for The Cimbrian Friends of Sherlock Holmes |
After telling Thessa he was my favorite, she offered, after dinner, to take me to where he lived. Dinner was a four-star feast at a restaurant setting along the fjord dissecting Aalborg. A perfect dinner with excellent wine pairings, including Sherlockian conversation. I was in Valhalla. Dinner began with a lobster bisque with a perfectly chilled Vouvray. This was followed by roast duck breast, varieties of mushrooms and an old vine, Californian Zinfandel, oh my Lodi. Next up was five different Danish cheeses and tawny Port, Finally we were served a selection of white chocolates with local apple ice cream with a Sauternes that was not too sweet but not too dry either. Then I was served my second dessert.
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Thessa Jensen and moi, enjoying a great dinner. |
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No. 60 Vesterbro, Aalborg, Denmark |
This was a short drive to No. 60 Vesterbro, where Henry Lauritzen, BSI lived until his death in 1991. My personal Sherlockian business card features a silhouette of Holmes drawn by Mr. Lauritzen. As we were outside taking photographs a young couple walked up and asked why we were there. They were there to meet a friend who lived in the building. Thessa embellished that I had flown in from Texas JUST to visit this very place. Intrigued, the youngsters wanted to know more. Then we were joined by the residential friend, who was equally interested in which famous person had lived in his building, I suppose an obscure Sherlockian artist, dead for nearly a quarter of century, did not pique their interest too much. They just looked at each other and bid us good-evening, It was great for me and that's what matters. It was time to head back north to Hjørring and a perfect Scandinavian Sherlockian evening wound down. Thessa and I said our good-byes and promised to stay in touch, but being Sherlockians this was just a formality. All Sherlockian stay in touch and we are no different. It is now time for part II of my Scandinavian adventure - off to Sweden.
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