A Kind Of Holiday III

Learning via phone how bad Mum is doing... she can hardly breathe and is in a lot of pain... I remembered I hadn´t finished the "documentary" of our ... "holiday".

It was a mixture of... the try to give her memories for if/when she cannot leave the bed anymore. And to help us, Bro and me, too... to understand. So here goes from part II to the next:

The following day we had another looong breakfast. It´s very hard for my Mum to eat. Actually she said she is in despair about not being able to eat properly. So are we...

We took it easy and went to Binz by car. By golly. 1,50 €/h parking fee! And it´s off-season, too!

The promenade wasn´t as nice as expected, but the waves were beautiful.



We went into a restaurant for lunch and it was just the weirdest thing! The night before we had watched “Alice in Wonderland” and that restaurant was full of canvas of the Red Queen!

Sometimes I think I´m maybe Alice and can just pinch myself awake?

Ahhhhh, those waves, huh? (This is not the Baltic Sea)

Another seagull:

And here they have roofed wicker beach chairs also off season:

We went on to another not so nice chapter of German history. Any idea what this might be?

This was supposed to be a holiday-camp, called Prora. Buildings like these stretch for 5 km right near the beach. You can see the beach actually through here:

In the 1930s KDF aka Kraft durch Freude, Strength Through Joy planned to send groups of 20 000 people at once each for 10 days. The project was never finished, WW II came instead.

Yikes. Could you imagine spending your holidays here, packed like that?

Not far from there you have another view:

Sorry, I just so love the ocean, I can´t get enough of it! This could pass through as “art”, no?

Bro finally managed to bring binoculars – I thought, now what it this?!

Yep. Made in West Germany…

Another seagull…

That´s it for now, one last part is still due...