The rain was gone and we spent the morning on a hill above the laguna, painting the view and a chapell nearby.
After a picknick lunch we drove on to another part of the laguna with small islands a little bit off the coast.
On this island an older woman named "Katharina" lives, working as a fisher. The little added structure to the left - that's the outhouse! The owner of our hotel told us her story, as his family originally owned the neighbouring island.
And You Just Don’t Get It* - Ah that was frustrating. An entire evening into night of frustrating. I was doing OK until I got home. That’s funny…because I normally have some significan...
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