The Danes turn out to go all out on fireworks. In the small (~1.5K people) town I’m staying in, fireworks started at around 7pm, and ramped up until midnight, at which point commenced what I can only describe as a bombardment for over an hour.

If nothing else, I’m surprised that people have this much money to burn. But mostly I’m just sad for the poor dogs, who had gone past shaking with fear and into some sort of mental shutdown. At least it all seems to have been forgotten this morning.