The saddest day of a holiday trip is always the day of the journey home. Which is actually a bummer because all enjoyable things should end on a positive note, such as an encore at the end of a concert.

But I guess there is no way when it comes to holiday trips and I can accept that. What bothers me is that for the third straight time, a journey home did not go smoothly.

A year ago, when traveling home from Dornumersiel, accompanied by our new friend Ludovica, we had an issue with the overcrowded replacement bus.

Back in spring, when traveling home from Spiekeroog, we had an unpleasant altercation with a bus driver.
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🎼 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 Ludovica 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. So after Harry had taken a swim in the North Sea in the early afternoon and then rested a while, we went out to enjoy the sunset.
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“Ah yes, the sea is always good. There is nothing I can look at for very long, except the sea.”

King Haggard (from “The Last Unicorn”)

Unfortunately, Harry was indisposed on the first day after our arrival on the island of Spiekeroog so that we were unable to leave the apartment all day.

But on the second day, I finally got to see the sea again from the viewing points on the islands.

Sure, I had seen the sea from the ferry and from the beach side at Dornumersiel a few days prior. But the view from the “Höhenweg” (high trail) is second to none.
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This time I won’t keep you waiting so long for my reports from the most beautiful island in the world… 🙂

Unfortunately, we couldn’t do too much on the mainland. Actually, Harry wanted to take me to Harlesiel, Carolinensiel and Neuharlingersiel, but unfortunately it didn’t work out.

Harry has been having some trouble getting in shape in the mornings for a while now. Plus, the bus situation in Dornumersiel is so bad that the day is kind of over if you don’t catch the bus at 8:15 in the morning.
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Finally…!
For the first time since last September, when Ludovica visited us, my husband and I have made it back to Dornumersiel. 🙂

As mentioned in an earlier post, we had planned to come back to Dornumersiel back in spring but had to cancel the trip when Harry collapsed on the tram which was going to bring us to Hanover Central Station.

Our journey did not go entirely smoothly because, at the subway station where we had to get off the tram, the elevator was out of order.

We had no choice but to somehow get me in my wheelchair up three flights of escalators to get to the level from which we could reach the platform of our train – what a stunt!
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