It’s Always Grey in Laboe
Well, that’s not true. Let me qualify; it’s mostly grey in Laboe when we’re there. The sun does shine over this village, we have seen it once. And I believe a few weekends ago, when our Münsteranian visitors went out for the day, the sun was blinding. But most of the time, when we head out to take someone to the U-Boot or Naval Memorial, to eat the beeriest of beer-battered fish with an ice cream chaser, it’s grey and nippy.
On the weekend just passed, we headed for Laboe with my cousin and the weather did not let us down. Not a sliver of sun in sight. Lovely, thick cloud coverage. The water was green, the sand almost white.
But in a way this beach village suits a grey sky, even though the bright Strandkörbe look a little innocuous jostling merrily next to each other, and even though the ice cream shops can look a little uninviting (doesn’t stop the hardy Germs, or indeed, me).
The big silver U-Boot sits against the green water and grey sky, like it’s supposed to be there, like it’s part of the scene.
And the view from the top of the Naval Memorial tower, which stands to commemorate and remember all of those who list their lives at sea in WW1 and WW2, is metallic. The fjord opens and the Baltic goes from green to the palest blue.
And even though I’m an Aussie, and our fish and chips usually come with sunshine and sandy feet, chilly greyness can be a good backdrop against which to eat hot, fried Backfisch, with wedges and extra tartare.
Although I am still of the belief that ice cream is a sun thing. Good thing the sun shone in Laboe that one time – it means it may just happen again.