At seven in the morning we landed at Korsor, a small town on the west coast of Zealand. There we were transferred from the boat to another line of railway, which took us by just as flat a country as the plain of Holstein.
A las siete de la mañana desembarcamos en Korsör, pequeña ciudad situada en la costa occidental, donde trasbordamos a otro ferrocarril que nos condujo a través de un país no menos llano que las campiñas de Holstein.