Busy day on the island

Today I began the day with my meal at 630 with Carla and Leo and of course Maxischen their giant dog. Such a sweetheart (picture to come if I could just get him to smile). We had many things to

We went to the Borkum museum and had a two Borkumers (that is what they call natives to the island) show us around the museum. So the first thing that caught my attention was a giant skeleton of a whale. Here you can see us standing inside its ribcage. Wow, I can't imagine chasing that :)


Next I was told that Borkum had the distinction in 1932 to shoot the very first missile/rocket. They have replicated it here and display it in the museum. Apparently it was a top secret project and no one knew about until much, much later. Here you can also see clippings from private coorespondence relating to the missile shot.


Later in the museum I was glancing at some letters and my name popped out at me. NORDSTRÖM (with the umlauted "o"). It was a letter describing a story of a pocketwatch, enscribed by a royal of Sweden. The enscription commended Claus Nordström for his undying dedication to his job, that of a rescue boat captain. In his work he saved the lives of over 150 persons and this letter and pocketwatch is a symbol of the Swedish peoples gratitude.

Our next visit was the old light house, where we walked up and up and up and up and up on the NARROWEST STAIRS EVER MADE!!! I didn't like that at all, but once we reached the top, wow! You could see for miles and I loved it. Anyone want to live on a island with me?

Last but not least by any means we went by car to the "watt" and did a "wattwanderrung" or a watt tour. "Watt" is a German word with no direct translation, marshland, clay land, nature after the tide goes out...these all apply. It was really interesting. We all brought shoes to wear, but were convinced that we didn't need them and to just enjoy the sensations of the mud, which after a while I got used to. The wat is a huge with nothing for what seems like miles. We had an English tour guide, who did marvelously well even with all the different names and such. Featured below are pictures of our wat trip...and landscape photos of what we saw. At the begining he told us that he carried a long piece of rope, becuase there were mud holes that are 9meters deep that you could suffocate in, which scared the living daylights out of me, but the only mud hole we went in was a theraputic one that was the blackest mud I have ever seen.

After the watt trip we went home and changed for our second presentation. Unfortunately I will have to get pictures from my teammates, so stand by for those to come in the next days.



Moin!