Seven years ago Eva and I planned to spend a few days on the North Sea island of Amrum but on our way, while in the city of Hamburg, Eva inconveniently had a heart attack. That nixed those plans so now in full health we are trying again.

We headed north from Lüneburg and were soon flying low on the Autobahn, cruising along at a prudent 85mph, being passed by cars going faster, much faster. We kept to the right, with the trucks. Passing is permitted only on the left so we were frequently nipping and tucking. Before long we found that our morning coffees had filtered down to their end point so we pulled into a rest plaza to find relief. We found this rather amazing facility. Men to the left, women to the right. Everything inside was no touch, except for the seats. Spray nozzles at floor level even washed down the floor every few minutes. What if we needed extra time?

Piss ort

Piss ort

Wind turbines and solar arrays are sprinkled all over the place, even on old thatch roofed farm houses.

Old and new technologies comingle

Old and new technologies comingle

Of course, before too long we were lusting after bakery goods to go with our lunch in the park so we stopped by this village bakery with the right name.

Martin's bakery

Martin’s bakery

Along the way we kept our eye out for storks but in general we were disappointed. Then we rounded a corner and here was a nest, filled with two hungry fledglings.

Ah, ha, you guessed it. We got hungry, too. After settling into our modest room out in the countryside, where we staged ourselves to meet the morning ferry to Amrum, we spread out our meager rations on the second floor terrace outside our room.

Dinner on the terrace

Dinner on the terrace

A rather rare sight - a stork's nest

A rather rare sight – a stork’s nest

Terrace dinner

Terrace dinner

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