We were really looking forward to spending the weekend among the crowds, when one of us started talking about replacing the toilets again.
To be fair, they’ve been on the top of our “to do” list for a decade and a half, and we’ve been terribly hampered by a complete lack of dimensional information which can only be solved by standing in front of a new model with a tape measure and a pad.
The other of us pointed out that there’s a nice marine shop with everything we need in the very far north of Germany, and with a stupid and complete turn around in the weather now forecasting mid thirty degree temperatures, a long drive in an air conditioned car might be just the shot.
We failed entirely to convince the man in the car rental shop that he might consider giving us a last minute deal, but one thing led to another and a few hours later we were sitting by Ele and Jürgen’s pool eating, drinking, taking terrible selfies (are you SURE you got everyone in the picture?), and doing what old friends do to while away a long hot summer evening.
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