🎼 As long as I gaze on Spiekeroog sunset, I am in paradise. 🎵
Harry never takes me out with my wheelie on the last day before our journey home. (Last year with Ludovika in Greetsiel was an exception.)
That’s because in case something happens to my wheelie, he just wants to be sure he has enough time to travel home to get my replacement wheelchair and then get back to pick me up at the holiday apartment in time.
So, basically, Thursday was the last day for me to leave the apartment.
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