After 48 hours in Dusseldorf, we were once again at the train station.
We are off to Westerland in Sylt.
When Sylvia picked up George to say goodbye, he started to panic …
Don’t leave me behind! He was afraid that Mum was leaving without him.
This time the journey was a little crammed. The train was completely packed and oversold. Thank goodness we had a seat.
George was on Mum’s lap almost the whole journey …
And when Mum put George – all the time he was in his tote bag, on the folding table – I then got to sit on Mum’s lap instead of being under the seat.
It was a very long journey – with almost an hour delay.
George even falling asleep and still smiling.
Almost eight hours later we arrived in Westerland.
When the train finally pulled into the station and all the loud and noisy passengers got up to disembark – only then did they notice us. They were amazed how quiet we were. Notably the guy who was sitting next to us. He was definitely not a dog person and so different from Istvan who we met on one of our long train journeys. This guy looked at us warily when we went to sit next to him in Dusseldorf. He went to sit in an open seat and said he will sit there till the other passengers claim the seats later on in the journey. Half way through the journey, he returned. He never once touched George and Mum had to make sure we did not in any way encroach into his space. We were pretty squeezed. At the end of the train journey, even he acknowledged how good we were. He praised us that we were incredibly well behaved – he admitted he thought we would be a problem. HA! Misjudged us.
It was then another 20 minute taxi ride to Morsum Klift – and yes, George panted the whole way there. We were all tired and his panting was annoying. It was already dark when we had crossed the bridge over to the island – we couldn’t see much of the island. But as we drove into Morsum Klift, we were greeted by this sight.
Christmas lights at Landhaus Severin.
The General Manager knew we had a long journey so we were shown to our room quickly …
And there awaited us –
With literature about Holidaying with Dogs –
And a “dog in room” sign – though it will be unlikely that we will use it.
Now let’s get to the important stuff …
Great to have a nice room. Better when it has our supper in it!
Clever Mum sent our Forthglade ahead so she didn’t have to carry them.
Olaf, the General Manager had told Mum that dinner awaited for whenever she’s ready – and we are most welcome to go with her if she so wishes. Now that’s a first for the hotel to inform Mum rather than her asking. Thats a sign of good things to come.
When we walked in we were asked if we would be alright sitting next to a big black dog. Mum thought better not.
There were ten dogs in the restaurant – and its not even a doggy event!
And Mum … she enjoyed every morsel of her food –
And so did we. We’ve been eating well this whole trip. LOL!
And then one last walk …
First night – good night.
May’s comment: And this is what it looks like during the day.
So happy to have finally made it to Sylt – somewhere I have always wanted to go to. More about the hotel and the island later … after we’ve discovered it a bit more.
View from our room
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