You know how it goes. You get to the train station in a foreign country and the print-out you have of a schedule turns out to be wrong. Instead of waiting twenty minutes for the train, it turns out you have to wait over an hour. And the waiting room isn't possible, because the cleaner has poured soap and wax all over the floors and wants to get on with doing a nice scrub while no one is around. So you go down to the platform (this was in Skive, Denmark, and I was on my way to Aarhus this morning to retrieve a suitcase and then to Odense) and it's windy and chill.
Be kind and friendly
when it's possible.
It is always possible.
I like Denmark for so many reasons. This is one of them.