Saturday, July 19, 2008

Last Hurrah

I returned from Germany with over 400 photos and I told myself that I was going to limit how many actually ended up on the blog--just the gems would make the final cut. The problem was, there were too many that qualified for that category. The result: I'm up too late and this post will be rather long. (Disclaimer(s): 1)This is my last day in Wrocław, so I wanted to update the blog before I left, but not spend too terribly much time on it. Everything may not be as specific as usual. 2)Some the the photography is Lacey's work--at this point, I'm not sure exactly which photos, butshe did steal my camera quite often.)

On Friday morning, I flew to Frankfurt Hahn and took the shuttle into the city. Nate met me at the train station since Lacey had taken the wrong bus and ended up here: It's actually a very pretty spot; her ending up there just threw a kink in the "meeting up for McFlurries" plan. But Nate and I had a nice train ride to Giessen (where Nate's University is located). Lacey met us at the train station and she and I rode together to Marburg where she has been studying for the past four months. The city is absolutely gorgeous...and we're pretty cute too. It's just a small University town nestled in the hills outside Franfurt. Marburg officially makes my list of the "Top Three 'Burgs' in Germany" (with the others being Augsburg and Luneburg, of course).We mostly walked around the city and met up with Lacey's friends. It was really nice to see the places and meet the people that have filled her life over the last semester.We also had to take a few photos with the Nebraska Wesleyan pennant. Here we are in front of St. Elisabeth's church.More Marburg:On Sunday, we inadvertantly took an illegal train ride to Nina's house, about two hours to the North (Lacey's was only illegal for one stop; in my case, I was on the wrong train for the ticket we had purchased. Oops.). We spent two days there exploring small towns in the area with Nina and her mother. This was taken from the car window on the way to Hamln--I was pretty proud of myself.Actually in Hamln:We stopped and made a picnic by the side of the road.Castle--somewhere in my bag a brochure that says what the actual name of the building is, but I'm not ambitious enough to actually dig it out. I despise packing and refuse to unpack unless it's absolutley crucial. We have mastered the art of setting the camera on a bench and taking two group photos--even Nina's mom got in on all the fun. (I know you all wish you were as cool as we are in these pictures.)From the top of the "Cinderella Castle":Bonding with the Hansel and Grettle statues.This may be my favorite "what is going on?" picture of all time (please note: I catagorize the pictures so I don't actually have to chose a favorite).The field near Nina's house:Playing with the camera before dinner:This was like Build Your Own Sandwhich in elemetary school...but so much better. Everyone made their own dish on these little plates and then put them in the cooker to heat up. It was delicious, and very entertaining.On Tuesday, we left for Wangerooge Ise. It took four trains, a bus, a boat, and seven hours to get there.There are absolutely no motor vehicles on the Isle, which makes it peaceful beyond belief. Our hostel was a ten minute walk from the beach.It wasn't the warmest weekend to be near the sea (it never got above 70), so we had some quality bonding time with our scarves. Now, mine smells like the sea, and I refuse to wash it ever again.
We went out to watch the sunset and ended up climbing on the tide barriars. Well...Lace climbed, I just tried not to fall in the water.
We found the sunset!Each evening, we took a pot of tea to this viewing point to watch the sunset. Tea is quite nice when your freezing in the ocean wind.
The sunrise...at 5:00am. We're insane.
Playing in the ocean on Wednesday morning.The beach during the only three hours of actual sunshine we had on the isle. We made a bike tour around the island and stopped at this beach to explore.The interior of the Isle looks very much like the Nebraska Sandhills. There was even barbed wire.We watched some fisherman empty their nets on the dock. There were little crabs everywhere and two small children with faces painted like lions roaring at them. Nina acciedntly murdered one with her tennis shoe, and Lacey made friends with another.The second night we attempted to watch the sunset, there was a huge windstorm. It had just rained so only the top layer of sand was blowing. It was almost like a snow storm.
Thursday morning at the beach--this is one of my favorites: On the barge heading back to the mainland:In Luneburg (Nina's University city) with a couple of her friends. Nicola, on the far right, hosted us at her flat.
After touring Luneburg, we spent the evening in Hamburg. The harbor is beautiful. We took a boat trip through it and saw all the huge barges and ships.
One last group photo:This past nine days is officially the most fun I've had in Europe. I had the opportunity spend time in some of the most beautiful places I have ever seen (Wangerooge is now my new favorite place EVER) with two of my very best friends. On one had, after this past week, I really don't want to leave Europe. But on the other, this trip was the perfect note on which to end the greatest adventure of my life. Thank you, Nina--you're the most wonderful tour guide of all time.

1 comment:

Steph said...

Sounds like you had a great week. Your pictures of the beach are giving me landlocked pains. Props on the photos, and especially your mad car-photography skills ;)

You just know that if I had tried to climb the tide wall, I'd have fallen in. And probably injured an ankle.

I can't wait to see you in a couple weeks!