There is a town in Germany by this name.
Jerome. And a ship.
The sea (and some ships).
The Ostsee (Baltic Sea). Starts here...
Betsy.
And goes to here. I liked this cloud formation particularly.
Laying on the sand. Not sunbathing. It was not particularly sunny.
The beach...
more beach...
...
Dunes.
More not sunbathing.
More beach.
Jordan.
Phil, Natalie, Andrew, Betsy and Claire.
The English speakers.
Otherwise known as the 'American Tent' (mind you, only two of the ten of us are American)
A ship
The same ship again.
The wharf.
Can you tell I like ships?
The gang, again.
I cannot remember what set this off, but Andrew got quite wet.
As you can see.
So did Natalie, she was not too pleased.
Another ship.
Phil. And, as Claire said: This picture pretty much sums up the weekend: Beach and Beer.
Claire
Jordan walking the jetties.
Andrew trying to get back for earlier.
Water.
The Brits.
Swimming.
It was really cold.
Three of the Canadiens.
The Brits, again.
Nicola and Natalie.. The 'N's.
Get ready for a lot of sunsets.
Roses along the path.
Start the sunset...
The moon.
Sunset fishing.
Ships, and the sunset.
More ships.
The path and roses in the dusk (the sunset is behind me)
Jordan about to walk all the way out on the wood bits. And the moon.
That really is Jordan. And a ship. Too bad I did not have a tripod, cause that would have been a cool photo. I think.
Jordan (and the ship) contemplating whether or not he will jump in, or walk back. He dove in.
