“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.” – Bob Marley
I woke up this morning and the only thing I felt was pain.
As our SUP-teacher yesterday said: “Tomorrow you´ll feel that you´ve done SUP.”
And I feel it. EVERYWHERE.
But even if I felt this bad I had to stand up.
Church was calling.
So we drove to Westerland.
The church was very full. But we came soon enough so we got a seat.
In the roof of the church there was a window.
And on the window there sat some seagulls.
Most interesting thing this morning.
The next hours we spent at home listening to music or reading.
But then my parents had this genius idea to go for a walk.
A long walk.
On the beach.
Walking + sand + already hurt legs = my dead
We went again the same way as on Monday.
My lucky brother hadn’t to come with us, because his foot was hurt.
But first we visited the flea market on the port.
There were many books, but we didn’t stay long.
And then we started our walk.
Over 1,5 hours of walking.
Meeting dogs, angler and some people who hadn’t get were the naturism beach ends.
The sea was beautiful today.
On the one side of Sylt the waves were big and on the other side it looked like a big bathtub.
Finally we were back and had “Müffelchen a lá Rico und Oscar” for dinner made by my dad.
Now were looking forward to watch “Tatort”.
Wishes for a painless life.
Theresa