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the baltic sea chronicles: day 4. fehmarn.

on day 4 we made our way to the island fehmarn. up to puttgarden we went to watch ferries coming in and to experience the horror of retail ships. i say horror, because it was overcrowded and nothing good came out of it. in places like these consumerism really is evident and annoying as hell. later on we drove to burg ( on fehmarn ) - a district of the town fehmarn. its charm made up for the bone-crushing experience on the ship retail center. even the harbour was so much more peaceful than the one in puttgarden. 

skyscapes were amazing in puttgarden. even though i hated the retail ship ( on the right ) the harbour itself was kind of formidable.

the way out of the harbour.

we walked on the mole to see the ferries coming in or leaving.

wide waters.

far outside on te sea you could make out off shore wind engines.

another view at the harbour with the ferries and the retail ship.




withering away.



a ferry coming in.

the timber framed and clinker bricked houses of burg were most charming.





the sun came out once in a while and not only human beings enjoyed it.

the harbour of burg.


we sat down in a cute little café, drinking huge cappuccino cups. chicks were running around and we even spotted a guinea pig!

the rain returned.

sea gulls are a must by the sea. very prominent birds.

ship constructions.


the bridge onto the island of fehmarn.

a submarine boat turned into a museum. we didn't enter, we were too late.

gulls and screw.

a swan family enjoying droplets of rain and devouring algaes.


and then the ships went sailing. we sailed back soon enough - even though it was in a car.

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