After thoroughly rainy four weeks, I finally had the time to upload my photos from a very sunny week at the start of July, dealing with two islands in the Northern Sea. I was staying on one, and for the first time had the chance to visit the other. Which is worth a little pic spam.




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This last week the Aged Parents whisked me away to a childhood paradise of mine. When I was little, we used to go to the island Sylt and stay in the tiny flat of a friend of ours who gave it to us for free. We haven't done that for many decades, but there was a free week for all three of us and thus we decided on the spot. While it's extremely windy right now at the Northern Sea and thus not conductive to lying around on a beach, it's great weather for walking around, and that is what we did this last week. (And will do today; tomorrow it's travelling time again.) Here are some pictorial impressions of my childhood Arcadia to share with you, starting with what it looks like when you're leaving it:




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