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| I imagine you are tired of our pictures of the Dragoor (did I say it was pronounce drowur). It was just such a picturesque village on a gorgeous day. It really meant a lot that Elisabeth would take time out of her schedule to be tour guide for us. |
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| This is an old fishing boat. There is another that is a bit newer but not much that is usually on display in conjunction with a little museum about Dragoor. It was used to smuggle the Jews out of Scandinavia and Northern Germany during WWII. It is now down in Normandy France where they are celebrating the anniversary of D-Day. |
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| We stopped at a restaurant and while we were there a sudden gust took the umbrella out into the bay. One of the waiter's went and rescued it (he was born in Dallas while his father and mother went to school there). |
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| After walking for several hours, we stopped and got something to drink. Elisabeth and I had sparkling mineral water with a slice of lemon and Clyde had sparking lemonade. It was a great day. |
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