DThe fruit tart in Café Möwennest on Jorker Yachthafenstrasse is displayed like a sensitive exhibit in a soft buzzing refrigerated display case. It is an impressive work made of cream, quark and meringue; fruit Also overloaded. Jork is now also located in Altes Land, Europe’s second largest fruit growing area. Juicy creamy fruit pies are everywhere here at this time of year, reminiscent of the era of economic miracles, when the barren post-war period seemed to suddenly become a land of milk and honey. Among other things, the richly decorated cake represented This new prosperity. We sat on the embankment in front of the seagull’s nest, looked at the sign saying “Self-service”, and then looked down at the small port of Altländer Yachtclub e. V., in its basin, the sailboat swings up and down. The water is turbid brown.It’s Hahnöfer Nebenelbe, and it’s moving towards it quickly hamburger Push up.High tide
If you close your eyes, you can immerse yourself in the fascinating background noise of a sunny day of hiking: laughter, bicycle bells, plate clinking, seagulls screaming, and the chatter of excited children. Sometimes a ship whizzes by in the distance. But you can also invade the bushes of the bank. There is no beach, and the trees grow to the water’s edge. Bricks surround between their roots, and colored fragments glow between them. A piece of light blue tile, a piece of molten glass, the rest of a coffee cup, a piece of green pressed glass, a piece of pink, you will immediately imagine being in the bathroom. If you put the broken pieces on the Elbe, the dirt on the floor is washed away, and they are shining in the sun; a beautiful picture. It was as pleasant as this trip to an ancient country.
