As you may remember, we have had some bad luck with our holiday plans with Harry collapsing on a tram a year ago and him twisting his ankle last November.

This time, it was bronchitis that my lovely husband contracted on the island of Spiekeroog which forced us to cut our holiday short. 😢

On the day of our arrival, we celebrated Liverpool winning the Premier League. The day after, Harry needed to undergo a full day of irrigation, a procedure related to his disability. And then the next day, his airways closed up.
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🎼 …Good times never seemed so good… 🎵

We had long planned to stroll from Harlesiel to the museum harbour of Carolinensiel along the small river Harle. But either the weather or the bus schedules were in the way.

This time, four days ago, we had a way better timing. So, we hopped on a bus in Bensersiel to take us to Harlesiel harbour.

At Harlesiel harbour, we first checked out at the memorial of the local burial at sea shipping company because my husband plans to one day use their services.

It is a beautifully decorated place for sure but is was also a hard pill to swallow for me to be reminded that the day will come that my lovely husband will not be there for me anymore.
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Hooray, we were travelling again! 😀

Of course, we were travelling to East Frisia again. This time, however, our mainland destination was not Dornumersiel even though, according to Harry, it is the best place in the world.

But we also like to go on an excursion from time to time and if you can’t catch the bus in Dornumersiel at half past eight in the morning, the day is over in this regard.

In order to have a more flexible choice of buses, we decided to give Bensersiel a chance this time.

The journey went surprisingly smoothly – no sprained ankle, no collapse on the tram, my husband arrived with me in good health.
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