Rügen & Bornholm


My strange notion of the socialist holiday paradise has been corrected: a castle park with deer, fish smokers, roses. Prora: a colossus that doesn't fit in any photo. The Hansa town of Stralsund. And the royal throne of chalk.


The Mediterranean atmosphere in the middle of the Baltic: sun, wind. Travelling peacefully at 80 kph between towns, between fields, among forests. Rocky coast in the north, white sands next to pine groves in the south. Beer, must, cheese. Glassworks. A gallery that is also a bakery.

Fish smokers in every village.

And among all that, white round churches with shingle roofs and a pagan column in their centre.