"It's a breeze!"
Oh it's a breeze alright. A 1000 km/h (approx) one heading straight into your face! I rode with James, another cyclist to Roskilde, where he had a ticket to the festival and I did not.
As there was nowhere to stay due to the thousands of people booked into all the hostels, we stealth camped in a small thicket not too far from town. It wasn't too bad actually.
We camped just behind me in the bushes
The ride from Roskilde to Vordingborg (90km) was a hard one (read first paragraph) and I arrived there absolutely exhausted. Upon finding a hostel, I had some small dinner, and hit the sack.
Typical Danish countryside
I'm fine, but I hope the riding gets better soon!