Spent a few days at Luebeck Bay which was a 500 km drive (one way) from where I live and it gave me the chance to test my new car thoroughly. The weather was ideal: always sunny, not too warm, not windy - just as I like it. We rented a three-room apartment on the ground floor with patio and lawn around it so that Sari felt like at home and I didn’t need to walk her in the morning.
Perhaps not surprising but it was a kind of new experience for me that this time the difference between the lake by which I live now and this part of the Baltic Sea was not as huge any more as it used to be compared to the place where I had to live before my move to the lake.
Why Luebeck Bay? Because it is a place through which the former inner German border once extended which makes this area especially interesting to me. I like the contrast between the vibrating city of Luebeck with its many-faceted history and the calm coastal region of the eastern bay which once belonged to that 9 miles-long restricted-access protective strip secured by border troopers with powerful mobile searchlights as seen in the pic and other equipment. If I had been out of luck, I could have been one of them. There was no choice. Whenever I drive across this strip of land and pass by some still existing former watchtowers used by the 6th Border Brigade Coast I have a strange feeling and rejoice at the same time.
There we are: me, my wife, and the dog having to follow the long list of inevitable beach rules of course and being directed to the least attractive part of the beach everywhere because of the dog. Sari enjoyed it nonetheless except the salt water.
There also was a pier:
The huge posters show the last fishermen still earning a living by fishing but being doomed as “The last in their guild”.
Always being protected by a lot or rules.
Tried the local beer for a change and liked it. Do you still have those flip-top bottles, too?
Contrasting spa garden and urban Hanseatic architecture. If there are some gaps to be filled with new houses, the patrician style is patterned on which I like.
Cobblestone wherever you go and drive.
Living in an old cowshed.
Marina with old fisher boats and new residences.
Those houseboats are for rent: USD 2000 a week.
I like those thatched cottages as in this hamlet here although I wouldn’t want to live in them. Very British?
Town gate from the 15th century.
Took a stroll around the port and discovered the Cinderella Noel III built by Sunseeker, UK and owned by Swiss Konrad Schnyder which seems to be a bit out of place among the old fisher boats and sailing boats. She is 35m long and he bought her because his wife doesn’t like sailing which is his passion. The current crew of five is too small so that he’s having a 50m yacht built.
A sense of urbanity was also established by being exposed to English frequently:
And the inevitable proof of climate-caused erosion at a cliff coast.
For those who are not good on foot or who have no bike.
Jogging along the beach was enjoyable:
Totally different from where I do it at home:
The same applies to the waves: above: sea; below: at home
and also to the beach: below at home
