Pictures

We had to wait for two hours in the morning in the train station. Two hours doesn't seem like too long, but it's a really long time when you haven't slept since 8:00 the morning before. Thankfully, this is the stop that was shortened by missing the train that got us there and daylight savings time.

As you can tell, it was an exciting wait.

We rode our bikes down quiet country roads on our way to the surrounding towns/villages.

Most of the houses have actual thatched roofs. I didn't know those still existed.

A street in Wyck, the capitol of Fohr.

Us eating the best fish and chips ever!

And, they were from the North Sea off the coast of Germany in the Friesian Islands.
Who would've thought that Grandpa Harvey's hobos are in Germany too? (is that how you spell hobo?)
Sunset last night in Utersum, the village that we are staying at.