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Published: August 9th 2014
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Apparently my postcards from Serbia also have yet to make it through to the USA. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised, but I had hoped I'd have better luck there. However, the rest of my trip is spent in pretty much developed countries, so I would doubt I'll run into postal issues there. On that note, though, if any of my readers has received, or does receive, a postcard, please let me know! I'd be happy if just one made it through!
On to today. The rain left! After coming back this morning, unfortunately. It left behind some impressive wind though. I've been to the top of Mt. Washington, and this wind was probably the worst I've experienced, or at least top 3 or 4 winds. Given that it was a wind from the southwest, we were not about to bike due south to the beach we usually go to, especially since this is a fairly flat island so we'd have to deal with the wind the whole way. Instead, after the rain died, we went north about 4 kilometers to a town called Kampen, which apparently claims the highest property values in Germany. Given the views,
I'm not entirely surprised.
In Kampen, there's a wonderful beach called Grand Plage, which sits at the base of the Red Cliff. The Red Cliff is exactly what it sounds like: red clay, about 50-60 feet tall and straight down. The wind, as it were, made it decidedly unpleasant to spend much time on the beach or the cliff. However, the water was wonderful. Since the air felt so cold, the water was like a bath. And since the water is (technically) west of the beach, we weren't getting pelted with sand the whole time. Swimming would be a loose term for what we were doing; perhaps more accurate would be "getting body slammed by the ocean waves every 3 seconds." Regardless, it was actually a lot of fun. Only a handful of us were crazy enough to attempt a venture into the sea, so we all were excited for each other, as well.
After we got out of the water, we went to the beach's restaurant. One of the things I really like about Sylt is that each beach has its own restaurant (and many are sponsored by cars. The one we usually went to
was Mercedes; this one was BMW). At the restaurant, I continued my excursion into German food, with some kind of hash-brown-latke-y thing with applesauce, and a few bites of rice pudding. I also tried Alsterwasser, which is, to the best of my understanding, beer mixed with sprite. Let me also mention that it's German beer. Wonderfully delicious. After biking uphill and upwind back home, we helped put together dinner and started packing for our train out tomorrow morning.
We managed to sneak onto the beach just in time to catch one last sunset and one last brief walk in the water, which was far more pleasant now that the wind had died down. Tomorrow we split up, and Samii and I head to Barcelona for a few days. We reunite with our hosts in London in a week, where the rest of the Eurotrippers will also join the group for the last 2 weeks!
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