On the way to Bremen this past weekend, my parents and I took a little half-day trip to the North Sea . . .
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Showing posts with label North Sea. Show all posts
Monday, May 21, 2012
Monday, May 30, 2011
Bremen in Retrospect I
Back from Bremen! G and I had a great time in Bremen, and it's back to the normal routine in Berlin again.
We'd initially intended to get some work done in Bremen, but of course, it didn't happen (it never does). I even brought my computer so I can update my blog everyday about what I was doing, but no. I really should learn. And stop trying. I'm also ridiculously uninspired when I'm away on holiday (I guess my mind just shuts off) and I only ever seem to be able to write anything when I'm sitting at home--I would make a terrible travel blogger.
Anyway, early on Thursday G drove us to Dangast, a little village on the coast close to the North Sea. By the time we got there, the tide was pretty low so it looked like this:
We walked around the vast and pretty (and mushy--although we didn't actually walk in it ourselves) Wattenmeer, picnicked, napped, and harassed sheep.
The weather was windy and gorgeous, but the clouds soon started to look ominous, so we headed back to Bremen early in the afternoon.
We'd initially intended to get some work done in Bremen, but of course, it didn't happen (it never does). I even brought my computer so I can update my blog everyday about what I was doing, but no. I really should learn. And stop trying. I'm also ridiculously uninspired when I'm away on holiday (I guess my mind just shuts off) and I only ever seem to be able to write anything when I'm sitting at home--I would make a terrible travel blogger.
Anyway, early on Thursday G drove us to Dangast, a little village on the coast close to the North Sea. By the time we got there, the tide was pretty low so it looked like this:
| And yes, in case you're wondering, that is a penis. |
| Endless dike dotted with sheep, sheep, sheep, and more sheep (and sheep poo). |
| Not a single sheep let us pet/cuddle/touch/get near it. Bah. |
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