To the End of the World
When I got up this morning, I didn’t know that only a few hours later my journey would take me to the end of the world. Or at least to the end of the Schlei fjord, which is pretty much the end of the world as far as I see it. But sometimes the places where you least expect it, turn out to be the prettiest places. And so today – I must add – turned out to be the unexpected highlight of our family vacation at the Baltic Sea. The plan had been to get dad to the historic train station, where he and my sister wanted to embark on a special train ride, while mom and I wanted to go to town with them, sit in a cafe, read a book, and wait for them to return. But plans don’t always work the way we anticipate them. Sometimes they change. For the better, that is! Things changed for me, when I realized – as soon as I got out of the car – that …