Last (well, now last last) year, a friend and I spent a wonderful, quiet Christmas on what we dubbed Cozy Christmas Island. In fact, it was so lovely that we decided to do it again this year, only this time on a slightly larger island and with the added company of my parents, who were visiting for the holidays. After much googling, we decided on Amrum, another island in the North Sea and one that neither of us had yet visited. I found a little house for us to rent for a few days, double checked train/ferry schedules to make sure we could get there and back, and that was that. On December 22 we trained north and west to the coast, then continued west on a large, comfortable ferry that took us to our destination. One crowded bus and one questionable, dark, dirt road later, we found our new home. The journey took the majority of the day, not to mention all the daylight hours, and we were ready to retire early that night. Save the exploring for the morning. All that.
The next day was full of last-minute grocery shopping and long walks in the cold wind. Our house wasn't far from the dunes and the southern lighthouse made its way into the majority of my pictures taken there.
Walking north brought us to the little town of Nebel (translation: fog or mist), and a walk back down the east coast introduced us to fluffy-maned horses and the Wadden Sea, tide in.
After warming up a bit, I went out again that evening and made my way to the massive sand beach that is the west coast of the island, reached by a forest path and beautiful boardwalk through the wild and wandering dunes. The wind was blowing something fierce, but I stayed out until the light was almost gone, watching the flying carpet-like sand blowing steadily east and the beam from the lighthouse swinging round and round.
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