Hello everyone
We left Berlin with a heavy heart but lighter ‘van – the bikes
had been stolen from the bike shed at the local train station – locked together
so a real BOGOF steal and we were despondent (especially Peter as they were his
Marin mountain and Carrera hybrid bikes – my cheapo safely back in England).
However, onwards and northwards towards Rostock where we
picked up a pair of his ‘n‘ hers bikes and headed for Lubeck – a beautiful old
town with a welcoming feel and the comfortable-looking sagging Holstentor. We were there on their bank holiday – all shops closed and a lunchtime
march by the local workers union by the looks of it. Amongst this though, a
band dressed as pirates with fishing nets dangling from their glockenspiels
playing a rousing tune!
Then on to Hamburg – an industrial port with no real draw, apart from the Russian submarine museum which was fascinating. Those sailors must have been 5’ tall to stand upright in there.
Throughout the journey north, the landscape has become flatter with Dutch-looking buildings, the weather cooler and there’s less of a German-feel. We’re camped on the fish market harbour (no smell though!) where our GB plate is attracting quite a bit of interest parked amongst the German and Dutch vans!
Will post again next week - love to all
P.S. Gregg – Peter said “I’ve seen the future – it’s me, a lager,
sand and boats” ……… NOT!!
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