Harbor sauna
We book the floating sauna and alternate between the heat and a quick plunge into the harbor until our shoulders finally drop.
Pondus
We walk over to Pondus with damp hair and order whatever the kitchen sends out. Small plates, loud room, easy conversation.
Sound Station
We dig through used records and each pick one for the other. Whatever shows up tonight, we have to listen to it later.
Hantwerk
Small plates at a place where the kitchen leads. We order whatever the chef is most excited about and split everything.
The night cap
One last drink at a quiet wine bar in Frederiksbjerg. We finally find out what the records sound like back home, but first, this.
Riis Skov walk
We take the wooded path north of the city and pick up whatever the forest is offering, fallen leaves, beech nuts, a good stick.
Ingredients in Trøjborg
We swing by a small grocer on the way back and pick three things we've never cooked with. That's the whole rule.
Cook it at home
We figure out dinner from what's in the bag. One pan, one bottle of wine, no recipe to fall back on.
Hand-written, real venues. Each one links to the writeup and opens in the builder.
Aarhus gives you a lot to work with on a date, and most of it gets missed. These plans are concept-first: two stops that earn their place, not a checklist of things to see.
Pick one, open it in the builder to see the route on a map, tweak the stops if you want. No signup. No scheduler. Just the idea.
Smagløs
We settle in for a slow lunch in the old quarter. Smørrebrød, a glass of something cold, and zero plans to rush.
Bog & Idé side streets
We wander the cobbled side streets around Volden and dip into whatever bookshop or record store catches our eye.
La Cabra
We end on a proper coffee. Order something we've never had before and sit by the window watching the afternoon go by.
Ingerslevs Boulevard market
We hit the Saturday market for cheese, bread, something pickled, and whatever fruit looks best. One bag, two people, no overthinking.
Down to the beach
We take the 18 bus out to Moesgaard and walk the forest path down to the water. It opens up slowly, the trees thin, then sea.
Lay it out on the sand
We unpack everything we bought and eat it on the beach. Bread torn by hand, cheese with a pocket knife, the sea doing the rest.
One roll of film
We split a disposable camera and shoot a roll between us across Aarhus after dark. Whoever takes the worst shot owes nothing, it just becomes the photo.
Langhalm midnight
We end up at a late kitchen in Frederiksbjerg ordering whatever the kitchen still has. Pickles, bread, something fried, more wine than planned.
Drop the roll
We walk the camera to a 24-hour photo drop box and agree neither of us looks at the photos until the other one is there to see them.
Riis Skov walk
We take the wooded path north of the city and pick up whatever the forest is offering, fallen leaves, beech nuts, a good stick.
Ingredients in Trøjborg
We swing by a small grocer on the way back and pick three things we've never cooked with. That's the whole rule.
Cook it at home
We figure out dinner from what's in the bag. One pan, one bottle of wine, no recipe to fall back on.
Sletterhage fyr
We drive out to the lighthouse at the tip of Helgenæs and climb it for the wind, the seals below, and a view that doesn't quit.
Oysters at the source
We stop at a roadside shellfish shack on the way back and eat oysters straight from the boat, however many we can handle.
Fermentoren return
Back in town, we land at a beer bar with a wall of taps and let the bartender pour whatever's strange and on right now.
Godsbanen workshops
We make something with our hands at the open workshops. Screen print, letterpress, whatever's running. Walk out with a thing we made together.
Spiselauget
Dinner at the volunteer-run kitchen next door. One menu, communal tables, you eat whatever they cooked tonight.
Containerbar
A nightcap in the shipping-container bar in the rail yard out back. Cheap beers, fairy lights, the print still drying in our bag.
