Malmo continues to delight in the morning, and I splurge on a great lunch of sirloin with béarnaise and a good glass of red at a restaurant in the basement of one of Malmo’s oldest buildings. Unfortunately I must return the car to Albert today, though I have no desire to leave either Sweden or the Turbo. I find a route that will take me along the Eastern coast of Zealand and past a few significant castles before reaching Albert’s house, which is in a rural area about thirty kilometers outside of Copenhagen. I put another small fortune worth of fuel into the car, and blast back across the bridge.
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