Quirky innkeepers

Today closed? Not at all, the morning dawns. The innkeepers look forward to meeting the regulars at the regulars' table.

They try to make us interested in the bait offers with tactics, promote Herring People.

However, we decided firmly against it, push forward to the magnificent Lampion Island and find

a closed hotel. Very easy to reach by foot. Frustrated about being locked out, having to stay outside, no entrance, very angry

we move on. We encounter the breathers, the Eromen, the unrecognizable innkeepers. We walk sulking along the pier.

We continue along the roaring sea, the roaring spray, the ups and downs of the waves, the windjammers, the tourists in their fashionable fishing shirts, raincoats, sailor suits, in the thickest fog. Wind force six.

Always a hand's breadth of water under the keel, so to speak. We are hungry and finally see land, look and are amazed. Oh dear.

That's a completely different place. So now it is decided together, we get Döner kebab and then soft ice cream.

Döner kebab tastes delicious, and a white plastic fork is served with it. Since it's tasty, we eat it all up. Mm.

After the meal, we are tired, but we need some exercise urgently. So we quickly gather firewood.

Now an old grandma with beige curlers waves at us. She lures us down a dangerously steep staircase. It is treacherous.

After the arduous, quite sweaty descent, we are relieved. Another staircase, which takes us back up, tempts us.

Back at the top, relieved to make some progress on the coast by boat. Cheers.

We set sail, skillfully secure the ropes to the rigging. We see land, moor, anchor. The first sight confuses us.

A headwaiter grabs our earlobes and leads us into the inn, instructing us to take a seat at table no. 21. We obey.

After consuming several alcoholic beverages and a hot meal from the wok, we stumble outside, slurring and totally shocked. That's not what we wanted. We beg in confusion...

We leave without paying the bill, reach a island church, get married there quickly, informally and without any guests.

After the ceremony, we immortalize ourselves unseen at a historic site with appropriate symbolism.

Now we pray for further gifts at the corner cell, even without coins. A sensation. Yippie.

Please loudly and clearly call the following message on the telephone receiver after the beep: 'Attention, attention, we are calling the herb witch. We urgently need valerian. I repeat. Attention, attention, we are calling the herb witch. We urgently need valerian. End of message.' Thank you and always adhere to the following appeals...