The first time we went to Flensburg, Lars described it as a “cosy, small town where we could find some cheap alcohol”. In my imagination I saw cobbled streets, wooden houses, flowers everywhere, cosy pubs with people sitting outside, … So, I was a bit surprised when we found ourselves in a huge city, where we almost ended up with our car in a shopping mall. It was a good thing that there were no policemen around… And we didn’t find the alcohol.
Since that moment I didn’t feel enthusiastic about going back there again. But about a month ago, when we left Belgium on a Friday evening for Denmark, I woke up the next day (in our car) at the harbor of Flensburg:
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Yes, Lars had made a small detour. No, he hadn’t told me anything about it when we were still in Brussels. But I have to admit: the sunrise at the harbor of Flensburg is really beautiful. Anyway, Flensburg is actually the most northern town of Germany and it was also the last seat of the Nazi government.