Five day ago, I landed in Berlin, Germany. However, I didn't see more than the airport. Friends picked us up at the airport and whisked us away--via Autobahn--to their favorite escape from the city, a small town on the Baltic Sea.
It's completely beautiful, but I said that about Paris too and they're totally different. When we visited the Palace of Versailles, we saw the farm Marie Antoinette built because she dreamed of being a peasant (obviously, all of the actual farm work was done by her army of servants). This is the idyllic countryside on the sea Marie must have been imagining. On either side of the narrow road are fields of corn or wheat--very much like home but somehow prettier--and the road is lined with rows of trees. Timbo casually informed me that Napoleon planted them to shade his armies. The homes are small with sloping roofs, some are made of dried reeds from the Baltic. Everything is lush and green and the sand is soft and white and it smells like a combination of a freshly mown grass and salty sea air.
In the mornings, a couple people would go to the local bakery and buy rolls. We ate around a big table in the backyard set every morning with sunny yellow plates and a spread of cheese, meats, and jam. In the evenings, we would eat another big meal which often included a delicious German potato salad (much lighter than what I eat in the US). Everything in-between consisted of exploring various beaches and eating cake for lunch.
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| Saturday afternoon we decided to fly a kite! It was quite windy and we nearly knocked out a couple of other beach goers. This was also the beach were I saw the most jelly fish! My friends told me they are mostly harmless. Having never seen a live jelly fish outside of an aquarium, my siblings and I were fascinated. |
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