It was interesting to see the longshore men bring in their catch one morning. It came in many different colored plastic containers, and together with the ice, looked quite heavy when getting hauled up and stacked. I took quite a few photos, and as time went on, more and more onlookers gathered around.
One morning, they only came in to spread out their nets for mending.
The port in Maasholm was the most fascinating place any time of day. The sky constantly changed its color, some tourists stopped at the ice cream parlor, the seagulls were ever-present (but not annoying), and there was a constant breeze.
The evenings were especially lovely. There are beautiful walkways around most of the peninsula. Sometimes we did not walk that much; we only carried a bottle of red wine to the nearest bench, gazed out onto the water, while others passed by.
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