The "Schultzes" in Denmark

As I mentioned previously, sometimes Jael and I ended up in unexpected places, unexpectedly.  This was sometimes inconvenient because of missing things but otherwise occasionally resulted in seeing interesting things.  When were on the way to Roskilde, we ended up not in Roskilde for a while and (because of the Easter Week train track construction) a little longer than normal.

We got off the train in Viby Sjælland.  I would like to point out two things about this.  First, the name of the town has Jael's name in the middle of it.  How many towns could she say that about?  I think she should thank me for not noticing that the nearest exit might be behind me.

Second, the name of the region/town--Sjælland--really means "Sealand" (so, a connection to Mom's side of the family); the town is an in-the-middle-of-nowhere, farming community; and, it is the only non-tourist place that we visited.  On the bases of these considerations, Jael and I have made the executive decision that this is probably where "Hans Hanson", our ancestor Danish ancestor, was probably from.  We (or at least I) therefore consider this little side-trip to be a genealogically-relevant one.  Since our only actual information about our Danish ancestors is that a hundred years ago, or so, some guy named Hans sailed from Copenhagen to the U.S., it didn't seem like we really had enough information to do real research.  In any case, I think we both felt satisfied with the lazy/opportunistic version of genealogical "research".

The town is pretty little.  But it was also awfully cute.  There was hardly anybody
around when we got there, because nothing in town opened up before 10 am.
But, see the grandmother with her little snow-suited granddaughter?  Cute!

Then, just exactly at 10 am, loads of little old people showed up on the streets and started lining up outside the shops. 

Since we ended up having an hour before the next train came, we wandered around town a bit.  We stopped at a thrift store and did a little shopping.  Funny thing is, thrift stores look and smell exactly alike no matter where you are  in the world.  We also picked up a real estate magazine--they have the same kind of "Free Real Estate Guide" stands that they have in the States.  We figured we needed to see more about what  our homeland looked like.  If you click here, you can see an online Viby Sjælland real estate guide.  If you click on the picture of a house, and then click on the menu option on the left that says "Billeder Grundplan/360" and it will open up a photo gallery of the house.  One thing you can say is that those Danes sure do know how to make houses.  They are pretty excellent looking interiors.  For price comparisons, 5 DKK is approximately $1, so a house that is listed at 3 million DKK is really only $600,000.

It was sunny out, when we were there (one of the few sunny times on the trip)
with pretty, fluffy little clouds.

This is the Viby Røgeri.  Røgeri means "smokehouse."
I thought that Dad would appreciate what his name almost means in Danish.

A lot of the houses had these really pretty pounded metal roofs with designs marked on them.

The tallest building in town was the inn.  (Kro means inn).  It was really cute.  I don't think they plan on having too many people stay over at any one time.


Sjælland is the large "island" on the east side of Denmark.  All of the travel that Jael and I did (I am pretty certain) was on this island.  According to legend, Sjælland is the bit of Denmark that was created by Gefion, when she was plowing with her offspring oxen.

If you want to see what the Viby Sjælland train station looks like in the winter, you can watch this video of trains going through Viby Sjælland in the winter.  I don't know why someone bothered to do this, but it really is what the station looks like.  (Nephews might appreciate the trains.)



The worst part of the whole trip was the train back to Roskilde.  Because of the reduced train schedule, the little tiny train that came was absolutely packed.  We were in standing room only, with probably 20 people standing in the little door area where you step onto the train.  The guy standing right next to Jael was having a very angry, very loud conversation with someone on his cell phone.  It was not the most fun ever.  But we survived.  And got in touch with our family history so it was worth it.

The long, skinny version of the Danish flag.