Monday, November 30, 2020

Holland in Germany

 


With the German Covid Lockdown we are limited to very few travel destinations. Peter zeroed in on Freidreickstad, a northern German village boasting a serious Dutch flavor. No tourists nor many locals were out on this blustery Monday afternoon.


With the swift winds and gray skies, the weather offered an early taste of winter.  Brrr. There are many picturesque canals to explore in this village. If only I had warmer boots! We must return for a good walking tour once I find proper foot attire.



The shops were all decorated for Christmas - but closed. Pop this village into the memory bank for a delightful holiday experience in non-Covid times.



Every lamp post featured a decorated Christmas tree. Peter should have sung his famous O Tannenbaum for Bob as he stood behind the tree.



The bus. Not legal to camp in it but we surely can dine in it. With the lockdown, restaurants are all closed but we did stumble upon a butcher shop serving delicious hot food for takeaway. 




Of the sixteen German states, the only other state that we are allowed to visit is Schleswig-Holstein. But NO camping anywhere in Germany.

As you can see on the map, Hamburg (the dot) is a city-state and geographically small.  Schleswig-Holstein (highlighted in red) borders Denmark and we can go there! Why the Dutch city of Freidreickstad was located there we could not figure out. More to research.


We continued the drive along the coast. The beaches were all closed and viewing the North Sea was next to impossible because it was blocked by miles and miles of protective dikes. Much like Park Point beaches - my Minnesota friends.



Next Stop: Busum Harbor normally would be a busy tourist spot with spas known for the healing effects of the seawater and the mudflats of the Wadden Sea. 

The lockdown does not stop the fishermen who bring in a daily catch of famous North Sea shrimp and Busum crabs. We did not leave fishless. Skillfully, Peter caught a ready-to-eat mackerel at a harbor-side fish shop. Now back to Hamburg for "his" dinner.


Ready to eat. (for Peter) I prefer meat minus their eyes looking at me.


My dinner.

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