In an effort to learn more about our curious friend (and brother-in-law) Mads, we traveled to his home country of Denmark. A land where few have too much, and even fewer have too little. A place of wind and windmills, pickled herring and pastries, and Viking graves. Our arrival in Copenhagen conveniently coincided with some rotten weather, but this would not deter us from our task. We sampled local cuisine, toured the countryside, and even dug up our own potatoes, thus confirming a theory that spuds do indeed grow under the soil!
