Posted on July 8, 2015
Here we are now, north of Berlin in the beautiful lake country of Pomerania, a bit lost because we didn’t know that Kargow was only a crossroads with one cafe and a building that turned out to be a fine visitors center to a National Park that was almost surrounding us. And, oh my, what a nice place we were staying in – a renovated barn dating from 1750 with a thatch roof. The owner lives downstairs and we’re upstairs.
I’ll show you around. Be careful not to bang your head on the old beams.
Here’s a typical breakfast when we fix it ourselves. Usually we have one 3 minute egg.
The thatch was having some problems. Cat size critters were making a home in the old thatch and a repairman came out to make repairs.
Next door and not far away was a newer home with an excellent thatch roof. Thatch is very expensive but lasts for at least 40 years.
We took several walks in the National Park and in our neighborhood forest.
As usual, we worked up quite a good appetite some had lunch at the cafe that made up the most of the village of Kargow. It was also a bikers destination for those heading into the park, across the street.
Because the day was rather dark and chilly we decided on a warm soup.
In the nearby parking lot we spied a beautiful restored Communist era Trabant. When it drove off it sounded like all the bolts in the engine had come loose.
This is a good place to end this post, out in the country where life is good if not quite recovered from decades of really tough times. Recovery to this point has been outstanding.